HELLO, MY BOSS!

HELLO, MY BOSS!
Striking Bed


"You really don't want to shower with me, do you?" Lisa again offered Farhan with her signature style. The man shook his head faintly. Where Lisa throws a tongue stick towards the middle.


Farhan scrunched his forehead while opening his white shirt, leaving a plain putis shirt still attached to the body. "I told you it's still hot, you're the first." Then get out of the room. Go to the balcony to see who's coming.


Shortly after, someone pressed the room bell. Lisa walked slowly while lifting a wedding dress that was quite heavy, then opened the door for the person who pressed the door bell.


"Good day, Miss. We were going to deliver lunch" the hotel official said.


"Ah you yes, I guess who .. please come in." Lisa dragged her wedding dress to the side. Giving access to the road for the hotel attendant to enter and put a variety of food on the table.


After the maid left, Lisa closed the door. Then hurry to the bathroom without locking the door first—ia forgetfulness.


The activity continued, Lisa took a shower and washed her body for about half an hour. Must be completely clean and fragrant. Because it's a special day. Not about the reception or the first night after, but because this is the anniversary of his marriage with Farhan who was the second month. It should be made effective and distinguished a little. So that the household turns into a sea of gulali later tonight.


After finishing the bath, Lisa came out with a wrapped towel wrapped in her beautiful body. His smooth back was plastered, he was about to tease Farhan. But how surprised Lisa was when the man standing in front of her was not Farhan. Except the guy who hit him with a flower in the veneer earlier.


"Yetoooo." She screamed when she saw a stranger in her room. Then go shut the bathroom door again.


"Damn it looks like I'm in the wrong room" the intruder muttered as she pushed her hair back.


Farhan who was enjoying the breeze from inside the balcony immediately ran as soon as he heard Lisa's scream.


"What are you doing in my room, Mr Skala?" Farhan attacked without further ado.


Finding Scala in his room, Farhan turned into a wolf, considering the man who almost hurt his wife earlier clearly he was still very emotional.


"Deliver! Release him! You misunderstood me!" yelled the man. Fate seems to be siding with Farhan, after the emotions at the reception, he was finally able to vent all his anger on the target—Skala Prawira. The time changed to form—aing tiger and eat the Scale round-round.


"Duh, how's this?" Lisa was in the bathroom confused. Since she was not carrying a change of clothes, Lisa could only peek out of the bathroom blemish. The woman was not afraid of her husband being battered, but she was afraid that Farhan would wrath and kill Skala. Moreover, that man was no match for Farhan who was equal to Fir'aun.


In addition to increasing the widowed population, Lisa also does not want to have a husband who is languishing in prison. Lisa kept pacing around looking for a solution. His nails got broken because he was biting hard.


While the struggle outside the bathroom is getting heated up. Farhan who mastered martial arts techniques, superior to one empty from the Prawira Scale.


Scale consciously, if not immediately reply, he will die in the hands of Farhan who has camouflaged into Wiro sableng. Finally, Scala's hand flailed back, seeking Farhan's precious dipper handle center. The squeezing of the asset was as strong as possible until Farhan screamed a corner. There was nothing else Scale could do but attack Farhan's weak point.


"Gurghhh!"


Farhan's body suddenly suffocated like an electric fish's shock. He's not even sure if the handle can still operate tonight.


Farhan who felt unacceptable got up instantly. The scale also comes up against Farhan with his abilities as much as possible. They began to wrestle like professional boxers in the ring. Farhan pushed the Scale onto the bed, wrapping the Scale's body in a savage manner.


He choked the neck of Prawira's favorite grandson on a pile of flowers. His sweat dripped, wetting the Scale that was under his cover.


"Damn! Do you want to make me unable to have offspring?"


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