It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-18TH. Not a story worth remembering

With a little shame, I reappeared with my husband. My husband looks so relaxed without feeling awkward about hitting him.

I went straight to the kitchen to tidy up the cooking utensils earlier. There was Mak who was smiling looking at me made me very embarrassed. From this kitchen came Elena's conversation with my husband.

"Pa, have you finished bathing Ibuk? Her mother took a clean bath, right?"

"Oooh, obviously ... If Papa who bathes is certainly very clean."

"Pphhhffff ..." there was a burst of laughter held back by Mak.

"He was kidding, Mom. He really likes that." My face is already hot. But how else? Yes, hmmm ... Ah . aaau aah.

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The next day I waved my hand staring at my husband's departure to campus. I didn't leave because the schedule of only one course was pushed back on an empty weekend.

"Horeee, Ibuk doesn't go to school. Elena can play the same for a long time." Elana jumps up in excitement.

"Elena is really cool if I'm at home?"

"Yes, Elena bangeeeet."

Elena's head I wiped because I was anxious to see her behavior. I looked at Sister Vina for a moment, she looked uninspired.

"Why, Brother?"

"Haaaah, huufff ..." He just took a long breath.

"Make me even more curious about it." I looked at Brother Vina who was lethargic like never before.

"When can I get married too? I'm irrigating seeing your affection."

Oh, is our attitude too excessive in the presence of employees? I think it's normal. Because I always limit myself with the proper attitude with my husband when in front of the audience.

While the usual, there is still something like Kak Vina. Especially if I'm really flirting? Everyone's gonna throw up behind my back. Then the actor appeared and developed ready to ensnare the man I love.

"The question is, currently Sister Vina is dating who is hayoooo?"

Sister Vina simply gave an answer with a wry smile at me. "If only someone in the class of Mas Aren fell in love with me, I would be his love slave." Then, Brother Vina let out a long sigh back.

"Espirit yes Kak, soul mate, sustenance, and child, there is already a chat. We just need to pray and try to be better people. Until we can be paired with the best man."

Sister Vina raised her eyebrows for a moment. Shortly after, Sister Vina smiled with a wajag to tease me. " Aren is the best?"

Sister Vina chuckled and slightly shook her head. Since there was me, he continued the work to the ironing section. So that sitting in the front and the cashier in empty time like this, of course I.

Today who come to pick up and leave the laundry is very crowded. Does Vina experience this every day? She must have been very tired, plus before my parents came she took care of Elena too.

Looks like Kak Vina deserves a bonus. Though his salary is greater than other employees, but I feel he deserves appreciation in the form of a bonus that can entertain him.

About what?

"Extreme ..."

I who was contemplating was startled by the voice of the man who had been right in front of me.

"What's Alan?"

"Aren't you in college anymore?"

"Hmmm, it's empty again." I see he's not carrying anything. "Would you pick up her bang clothes?" my hand looked up asking for his receipt or laundry note.

He shook his head. "Lately I'd rather wash myself because I'm out of money."

"Who? How tumben? You're still working as a nanny, Dilan right?"

He nodded his head and slightly sighed. "Yes, I only realized after trying to be a good man" he said.

"Hmmm, you seem to love the phallus very much." Aaah, I'm meceplosan. I can't hide the envy in my heart because Bang Alan, who just dated Lingga, has dared to go all out.

While in the time I was ... Hmmm .. It seems that the conditions when I was with me were very different from now.

It doesn't feel right to be envious of the Linga. I look back at the flat object my husband bought more expensive than the one Bang Alan bought for Linga.

However, honestly .. This always disturbs my feelings. Oooh, that envy I should throw away. My husband is the best! My husband always knows what I want. Okay, focus! This person in front of me is just the past!

Think of its presence as a fart that comes out at an unexpected moment, which leaves a momentary smell, but will disappear again.

"Nesy of him? Nesya?" A hand waved left right right in front of my face.

"Are you remembering our past? Is it that beautiful that it makes me keep pondering like this?"

"Don't I be honest?"

Bang Alan smiled nodding his head quickly. "of course! I'd love it if you were honest and still feel love for me."

I was very surprised by what he said just now. "Love? There are no more regrets than knowing you first than knowing Mas Aren."