It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-13. I also bought a phone

"What did he give you?"

It's so good his life? Is this really so surprising? A long time Bang Alan gave me money, with money earned from the results .. hmmmfff ... Why am I even envious?

"He bought this." Linga shows off a phone that can be said to have a decent price.

I try to control my heart. I can't be envious! Envy is only for those who cannot be grateful. However, looking at the object given by Bang Alan who had only known him for a few months, hmmm.

Remember that!

He is now, not the one he was. Am I not happy living with a man who truly loves me? I also love my husband very much.

Don't let that thing just make me like this. I can also buy it myself really, hmmm .. besides my phone is not really ugly.

"Hoy!" The phallus patting my arm made me a little surprised.

"Yes, Ga?"

"Why look at this?" Linga raises next to her eyebrows.

"I'm waiting for your opinion as the one who's been with him for quite some time. She was how? You're just like this."

"Hmmm, that's fine. We parted because of circumstances" I told a lie. I never told anyone Bang Alan's work that made me decide to end the story with him.

Including my husband, Mas Aren. I never told him what our story was.

"That's it?" The phallus was not satisfied with the answer I gave.

"But, somehow when he gave me this, I felt uncomfortable? He just keeps saying his savings run out, his savings are not there, have to work hard again, blah blah blah...of course make me feel uncomfortable when using it."

The phallus stared at the phone in a doldrums. Why do I feel upset, Lingga like that?

"You should have gotten this from him. I've never been given anything like this before." I got up ready to head for the lecture hall this morning.

It is also impossible for me to say all the ugliness of Bang Alan during my husband's time. I used to take care of everything. From the smallest thing to the biggest Bang Alan, I bought it. I don't think it's something I deserve to tell you. I choose to shut up.

"Eh, wait!" Linga ran after me to the lecture hall.

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In the evening after dinner, Elena played for a while with Elena. My father also sat with them. While I was cleaning up all the rest of the mess in the kitchen with Mak.

I'm lyrically my husband who's joking with Elena and Dad. As if knowing I was paying attention to him, Mas Aren also looked at me.

I immediately threw away my face concentrating on washing the uncovered utensils while cooking. While Mak sweeps and cleans other parts of this house.

Aaaah, I lyric my phone that looks like it's rusty. I want to buy it too. Anybody who is just dating can get a new phone?

After the night was over, we went into the room. Mas Aren looks to keep looking at me with a straight look. I played the phone flipping through it indistinctly.

"Why with the hape? Any incoming messages? Or confused about shopping online?"

"Mas, what do you think my hape is?" I picked up Mas Aren's phone that was lying on the nightstand next to the bed.

"Waaah, hape you're so good huh? How much?"

Mas Aren pulled the phone I was playing. He twirled the phone still with a shriveled look full of question marks. Suddenly the back of his hand touched my not hot forehead.

"What the hell? This sick one." I pointed at my shoulder which was already starting to improve.

"I think you're sick, suddenly it's weird like this."

"Who? How weird is that? I'll praise your hape."

Mas Aren stared at his phone fixedly while scratching his non-itchy head. "What's so good about this, huh? It's been three years in my hands."

O-ow ... Hmmm .. I think I misstep. "Then anyway? Still so cool, huh? This is my hape, the ram is so small. If every download is a new app, my hope is always rebellious."

Mas Aren chuckled. "It's like he's rebelling." Mas Aren pulled me up and grabbed me from behind.

"This, he said, is not enough memory. I was un-installed again." I explained.

"So???" Mas Aren seemed to read something behind my incantation.

"No, I'm just confiding."

"You want a new phone?" tanyakanya.

"No kook, is my phone still good?" my elak suddenly felt awkward with his extremely on target guess.

"What do you want? Say it! But the terms have to be full service every night."

"But I'm coming again for the moon."