Holy Marriage
I'm Not a Thing
Anna placed the glass onto the table shortly after drinking the contents. His stomach was swollen from drinking too much water. The effect is mostly eating sambal so he forced himself to drink a lot of water to neutralize the spicy taste in the stomach.
“Rin, rujak that you make a really bad pedes, loh. Ouch... I'm up to spiciness.” Anna shook her hands in front of her mouth.
“He... Kan Miss who asked to mix cayenne pepper,” replied Rina who was cleaning the bowl and the rest of the used equipment to make rujak.
“Other times do not mix cayenne pepper deh. Kapok is, here. My tongue is like a burn.”
“Peasiness Den Azzam if Non eat pedes-pedes, later Den Azzam can draw, will still drink ASI.”
“You are mah parno. Yes already, I went upstairs first.” Anna left the dining room. He passed Alan as he crossed the living room. Her husband just got home from work. Anna simply glanced at it, after which she continued to step up and climb the stairs.
Alan looked at Anna's indifferent manner.
“Anna!” call Alan.
“Talk when in room. I'm tired,” said Anna as she sauntered.
Alan did not protest, the man followed Anna to the room. Alan sat by the side of the bed, he saw Anna who looked busy herself. The woman entered the bathroom. Pretty long Anna's in the bathroom, doing nothing. Then he came out and went straight to the closet. He picked up a few bags, then stroked the bag.
“Anna!”
“Hm?” Anna is still focused on her work. “Ya already, just talk. I heard you.” Anna shook her head to look at her dusty bag.
“I have an office event tomorrow, and I will bring my secretary to the event.You will definitely hear the deployment of the office event, do not mind when I do not take you. I hope you can answer well when papa asks you this.”
“Anna! I'm talking to you!” firmly Alan.
Anna looked back at Alan. Then his eyes returned to the bag. “I heard you too. This my old bag is not used but instead becomes dirty like this.” Anna put the bag to the table. “Yes already, tomorrow let me tell Rina to clean it.”
Alan looked at Anna flatly. He didn't want to talk while Anna seemed to be busy herself. He's being fucked now.
Anna headed to the toilet, washing her hands dirty with dust. Then he returned to the room.this time he treads busy changing pillowcases.
Alan rested his body on the side of the mattress with selonjor legs. Her net was observing Anna who was busy. He continued to watch his wife until she quit her activities. After changing the pillowcase, the woman took off the hijab and combed her hair, then went back to the bathroom.
Alan waited long enough for Anna to come out of the bathroom.
“Eh, Alan Mas? You're home?” Anna turned to look at Alan who was sitting on the side of the bed.
Alan nodded at the question. Ridiculous, since then what did Anna see? Alan has been there since and even invited to chat but was interrupted.
“I'm talking to you, Anna.”
“I mean why did your tumben come home? are you tired of running? I don't pa-pa really if you want to crawl everywhere,” said Anna with a big smile.
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