It's not my fault for taking your wife
BSMI 117's

After passing dinner together like a family, Bu Novi left Allan's house to Ayra's apartment. He'll be back in his hometown tomorrow morning. Now he can breathe a sigh of relief, after meeting with Giany— who turned out to be a good woman. It's not like what Ayra told him.

It was time to sleep, Giany closed the curtains on the bedroom window, then walked towards the dressing table and combed her hair. Allan sat on the bed with a book in hand.

“Mas ..” call Giany.

“Hem ..” He answered without looking. His eyes are still on the book.

“Bu Novi it turns out the person is good yes, I think—”

"Think what?" Allan closed the book and put it on the nightstand. Looked at Giany with a smile. "You think you want to be mutilated with Bu Novi, hehe?”

Giany was silent for a moment. “I sinned already thinking ill of him. I thought that Bu Novi would scold me like Bu Ayra when I first met. Back then he was angry because I was wearing his shirt.”

Somehow Giany's face suddenly gloomy when he remembered how Ayra scolded him. Given that alone has succeeded in changing the mood that was good to bad. I don't know, Giany was confused himself too. Even his lips had already advanced a few centimeters.

Allan chuckled at the innocence of his wife. In his view Giany is still too young, the way of thinking and behaving is definitely different from him who is at a mature age. That is, Allan is still a lot of PR to guide him.

“From his lips so manyun, here I teach a kiss ala novel.”

Giany put the comb on the table.

“No. It will be modulated again. Used to use a way of thanking and punishing the style of the novel, which originally turned out to be the same. Later this is taught a novel-style kiss, the edges are the same as well.”

“You are now smart yes,” he said while fingering the nape.

Allan got out of bed and approached Giany. Hugging it from behind and swiping the nose shaft on the shoulder. His eyes reflexively closed when sipping the scent of the wife's body that was able to awaken her 'anu' instinct.

“Honey, I think you need a vacation deh.”

"Vacation?"

"Huum." Putting his chin on Giany's shoulder, Allan then gave a deep kiss on his cheek. "The last year too much has happened to you. You must be hard to go through everything."

Giany quiet. His mind floated thinking about everything that had happened during the past year. Starting from a wounded night with Desta to the wedding with Allan.

"Where?"

"Confidential, dong. Also called surprise. But you'll love it."

Giany's gloomy face instantly disappeared, changing happily. He turned around and leaned his head against Allan's chest spoiled. "I want to, Mom."

"Yes already, Saturday afternoon you are ready, yes ... But there are conditions," he said later.

"What?" asked Giany excitedly.

"We'll go it alone. Remember, just the two. Do not offer Maysha, mother, Aunt Misa, let alone the Joko and Amir" Allan said in a rather pressing tone.

Giany looked at him questioningly. "Don't it taste better when the rame-rame goes?"

The man took a deep breath. "It's all honeymoon, honey. Where there's a honeymoon man gone rame-rame."

"But Maysha later how about we go?"

"Kan Maysha has a mother."

"Oh, okay."

Allan let go of the hug and opened the desk drawer. He took something out of there. "Now you test wear this first. I'm sure there's Maysha's sister in your stomach, so you've been sensational lately."

Giany grabbed Allan's pregnancy test kit. "But it wasn't that time Mas said don't get pregnant just yet ..."

"Yes, the hell ... I'd like to let us have a lot of time together. It's all Arnold's fault for not knowing himself. The horror was even vomited. You'll end up, "he said without shame.

Though if traced further, the Arnold had who tried.

Is because Arnold is just a lump of boneless meat that is flexible, sometimes enlarged and sometimes smaller by not knowing himself. So Allan doesn't think of it as part of his body?

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