It turns out my husband was a Gigolo

It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-8. (alvendra pov) Shoes



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I got the news that Nesya's condition was quite bad after becoming a victim of begal. I feel like cursing my brother who is not good at looking after his wife.


Several times wanted to make a call to Mas Aren, but the call was not answered. Does he know I'm gonna scold him until he ignores my call?


Aaaah, yes ... Nesya is already his. I can't think about it anymore. However, forgetting someone who is in wishful thinking is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.


Again, the class was over, I was still dumbstruck thinking about the pseudo-shadows that always filled my mind. The phone was still within his grasp, noticing the contacts on Nesya's phone.


This Friday was eager to press the green sign to call him. However, my reasoning continues to force me to forget her as the woman I love.


duugh


A ball made of paper landed right on the table before me. I turned to the direction where a short-haired girl was glancing at me while pointing at the paper ball.


I immediately opened the balls, there was a threat that I thought was quite strange. Honestly, I found it hard to forget the incident, but he reminded me.


I gave a hand moving in the wind. His face was visibly frowning furiously hiding the two objects that were on his chest with both hands.


"Messsuuumi!" The flying shoes were aiming at my face.


Reflex my hand brushed the thing until it bounced out the window. I was sitting right by the window. The girl was getting angry, while I checked the thing that came out of the window.


We are currently on the second floor. The shoe fell on the head of one of the students below. He looked up right at me with a manyun face. I gave an apology to someone who was the victim of the brutality of that short-haired wild girl.


"Heh, you've made my shoes fall, take my shoes again!"


I chose to put on headphones to listen to classical music to incline my mind. Rather than me dizzy to hear the babbling of this bar-bar girl, I better just assume she doesn't exist.


I saw the girl kamat kamit unclear. I don't know what he's talking about. I chose to lay my head on my hands.


However, the girl pulled a rough headphone attached to my ear.


"Heh, strange man! Lu budek or what? Do you want me to make your father's company mess up again?"


"Do it!" That really makes me dizzy.


I finally chose to tidy up the equipment, put it in the bag, chose to leave. He seemed to be following me by taking off his shoes next door again.


"Hey, are you horrifying what I'm saying no anyway? Ambilin used to be my shoe down there!" He followed my every step.


I finally chose to head down to the place where the girl's shoes were floating on the other student. With her upset face, plus not wearing footwear, the short-haired girl became a unique spectacle for the other students.


"Well, this is Mas-Mas above. These are the shoes, huh? My head hurts so much, don't you?" The student sulked in a slightly spoiled style. I think I found another strange woman in this place.


"So these shoes belong, Ma'am?" his whining makes me and Zizi look at him in turn. Fix ..., weird!


Zizi took her pair of shoes from the location where the crybaby student had put them. However, the girl who was the victim took the shoes back.


"Heh, what the hell are you?" snapped Zizi.


"Bak harua restitution first for the injury obtained by my head!" the whining of the girl this time made me laugh a little. It's hilarious! The vow!


However, a different reaction was shown Zizi. The short-haired girl stared intently at me. "Lu made my shoes fall! Then you're the one who has to compensate."


The spoiled girl looked at me a little with a face that was like a raining cat. "So Mas threw these shoes out and made my head go bumpy?"


"Heh, you're a student! Don't be so cute! On him again?" rutuk Zizi looks annoyed.


I approached the girl. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. Then which part is sick? Let me check that."


That girl also snarled spoiled at me. "This, Mas .. inii." With a single hand raised my hand to point at the part of the head that the katana berjol.


"Mas, Mum ... If it's okay to contact, I assume everything is paid off." whispered to the foot until it speaks right in my ear.


"Huh, you're looking for a chance huh pervert?" curse that girl named Zizi.


"What's wrong, Ma'am? Are you guys dating?" ask the spoiled girl.


Zizi looked a little awkward with that question. While I make sure that our relationship is not something special. But still .. I chose silence.


"If you're not dating, can you dong me even more deket same Mas cool kebangetan this?"


The blunt statement of this spoiled girl suddenly shocked me. This made me realize that women in big cities do have more courage to be straightforward.


The spoiled girl extended her hand. "My name is Monica, Mas. I'm an S-1 freshman majoring in civil engineering."


"You're a technique too? Sure you chose this major?" I was not sure of the reality I saw. I know women who attended engineering faculty an average of eleven twelve with Zizi.


"Really, Mas. This is my student card." He actually took out his student card and I foolishly opened it and read it.


Suddenly, the girl pinched my chin, by reflex I brushed her hand away. This is not my habit of being close to a woman excessively like this. When approaching Nesya was once just walking in tandem. Even holding Nesya's hand I've never.


"Sorry," I said, looking at his face that was a bit in shock at my reaction.


"Sorry, Mas. I'm gemes see the chin of a sexy mas. I love the khilaf pinched such an adorable chin" he said, wiping his hand that I patted earlier.


"Hahaha, kok." The sound of a woman laughing saw this incident, who else if not Zizi.


"Kneese, Neng? Your hands are guarded little napa? Play stick with people's chin? Let alone a refrigerator chin like her." Zizi is moving from us. Both of his legs were reattached to the shoes he had removed.


"Lu must be curious to know the name of this sexy man, right? Remember yeah? Take a good look at Namamya! His name is Alvendra, a perverted guy who sucks all over this campus."


Then the girl passed by and left us both. While this spoiled girl named Monica handed her phone with a big smile on her lips.


"Mas Alvendraaaa, for his contact dooong. Let me see that chin more and more."