Horizon
Episode 72

Along the way, I'm still on. Not horrified the Mamas who raved at length on the driver's bench.

"How did you get me anyway? Still angry, huh?" ask the handsome guy because I don't respond to his chatter either.

"You think?" reply I'm cynical.

"Don't be angry again dong yang. How am I supposed to forgive you?" My husband try to be okay.

"Dimaafin if you've eaten shellfish" ketus me.

"Which seafood stall is still open at this hour" Kendra said to herself while squirming to the right and to the left of the road. "Well, there's a seafood stall!" his tone changed with excitement to find a large banner on the side of the road with a large shrimp in the middle. "Why have you been cleaning up anyway?" the man's enthusiasm turned to disappointment seeing the seafood stall seller in front of him began to clean up the small tent where he made his living. "What I asked you first. You wait here" Kendra pulled the car over immediately and drove out to check on the situation.

"Where?" ask me when the man returns from the street.

"Out of. I want to close the stall too. We're looking at the deck of the try square" Kendra replied as she ran the engine back.

Three seafood stalls we have been to, but it looks like the goddess forortuna has not sided with me, if not the merchandise abis already want to close.

"Aren't you?" ask me as soon as Kendra comes back from checking out the fourth stall we went to.

"Died shrimp same squid. Difficult yank looking for shells, again not the season he said" explained Mas husband with sour face.

I'm asking girls, "But I want to eat shellfish.."

Kendra ruffled her hair rough, frustrated because I was whining more and could not be compromised.

"Just don't want to go home if you haven't eaten a clam" I threatened with a prickly lip.

"Emm.. What about tomorrow?"

"Huaaa.. don't want it now. hua huaa" like a child, I cry hysterically. Bodo wants to see people passing by. Anyway I want to eat shellfish. Point.

Shameful to see many people passing by, Mas husband immediately silenced my mouth with his palm, "Okay don't cry hard gini dong. Shame on me seeing people. I thought I was saying you again"

Instead of stopping I was crying more and more.

"Yes.iya.we eat shellfish now yes. But stop crying first. I'm looking until dapet" Kendra's offer makes my cry gradually subside.

"Really?" I said on the sidelines sobbing.

"Yes really. Come in the car again." take the husband.

"Where's loud?" I'm still as excited.

"You wait a minute. I'll call the kids first"

While circling the car to the driver's seat, Kendra searched for the number stored in her cell phone contact and called the number. From the sentences that were thrown by the man, I can guess Mas husband called one of his men who again got a patrol picket.

"Just how should there be this mallem" a stern voice like an army general came out from the lips of the man who was now tying the seatbelt next to me. "I'm looking forward to the news soon" Kendra said before hanging up.

"Call who?" i'm pleasantries.

"That's his name utilizing the department" I'm literate.

"I work for you. My office, my money, everything I have, just for you. As long as you are happy, have to jump back and forth throw a zumba gymnastics javelin will I live dear. Eaaa" she's up and down her eyebrows teasing me, trying to make my mood better. His efforts were not in vain, because a thin smile without me realizing it expands at the corner of my lips.

"Yaihih ayang's... More jago anyway nggombalinnya. So I want sun adeknya deh" I stuck to his arm.

"Nothing. PHP-in again. Sick to know" the man pushed me far away.

"Rarely want to? Rarely do I bargain gini" I still insist.

"What is rare? People almost every mallem you attack first" kilah sexy make me bite fingers.

Haven't had time to chim in, my husband's cell phone rang. A call came in from one of his men.

"Where?" The husband asked from the end of the connection, "Udah dapet?... Oh gee... Not far, right? If so, I go to the office now.... Yeah, we'll see you at the office in about fifteen minutes... Okay." Okay." Kendra cut the connection.

I looked at the man expectantly, waiting for an explanation of the fate of my oyster sausage shells.

"Just relax, you will eat this malem shells" said Kendra while playing with my hair.

"Really?" my eyes widen happily, "Which stall still has clams?"

"Warung Mas Ganteng" he replied confidently.

"Huh? Where's?" i'm wondering. I've never heard that name before.

"Warung Mas Ganteng's. Opened specifically only for one Ma'am Sasa. Here's the chef, handsome right?" Kendra points to herself.

"meaning? You cooked that?"

"So I told the kids to have clams. Well it just so happens that Mr. Dhe is one of my men who is a seafood wholesale businessman. But it's still raw, later I will masakin myself for you" explained Mas husband. "Sinny-smile" Kendra nyentil my lips, "Snorts huh?"

"That's sweet. More and more clams the same crazily" I swished spoiled on his arm. "Where are we going?"

"To office. I told the kids to clean their shells first. Simultaneously nyiapin herbs. I will arrive at the office directly. Let's not wait too long"

Well, glad to have this all-reliable husband. Eh but kok kinkutan keep gini my eyes, lest Kendra's men talk me this again. Sorry, who told you to have a commander who bucin his wife. Followers get the sap, you guys. Hehe...

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Battalion troops casualties the wife of the Commander

🧑 This why so complicated? Wear the same mask all gloves? What do you want to cook for plastic surgery?

👦 Just fucked! Mr. Boss said the food for Bu Bos must be sterile. If Boss Bu vomits want you circumcised twice?

👲 Aaaakk... My finger clamp the clam!!! Call ambulance!!! Tolooong!!!