It turns out my husband was a Gigolo

It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-21. (pov Arendra) Perfect


"He's at the hotel?" Hmm .. Try to remember first. Oh, Alven had a story for a moment. Because I'm in a hurry, so don't focus too much on Alven.


"Oh, maybe he just nganterin his guidance counselor. He said he wanted to do that research with the company Papa who also happened to be in the field of IT. So, he said the lecturer wanted to make research in Papa's company."


Nesya's eyes seemed to sparkle at my explanation. "Well, you're all really great."


"Who was the greatest?" I was preparing to loosen the collar of this not narrow shirt.


"Bang Alven kereeeen ...."


"Who's the cool palinf?"


"Papa kereeeen."


Hmmmff, this child's turn to wait for a compliment from him would have felt stingy. What's wrong, isn't she praising her husband? It is not wrong to praise me as her husband.


Hah, it's laah. I had to stop hinting .. Nesya suddenly hugged me from behind when I no longer expected the mouth of my beloved woman to praise me.


"You're the best of everything. To me, you are the most perfect filling up all the emptiness that I have."


I took off for a moment the hand that was holding me from behind. I turned this body and hugged it from the front. "Well, that's a good gini." I kissed Nesya's lips for a moment. "Later next night how many rounds?" my whisper in the earlobe.


He immediately released a hug and pinched my waist. "When the romantic atmosphere was so wild because of you, Mas."


"Yyeeeey, if husband and wife is the most romantic yes in bed. Hmmm ... There is the true meaning of unity." Nesya I pulled back into her arms.


"Are you really happy when you're with me?"


Nesya nodded her head in my arms.


"If it turns out I'm not as perfect as you think, do you promise not to leave me?"


Nesya's seedlings have rounded my lips. Aah, if it wasn't on campus maybe things would be different.


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The knock on the door blew us both away for real. Nesya immediately tidied herself up, and her hair was smoothed with several strokes. Nesya began to tidy up all the mess I made.


I immediately opened the door and there was a look of Mr. Suhandi looking at me with his face drawn. After that, he was seen peering wanting to see what was inside my work space.


"It's good to have your own student wife?"


A pretty poignant statement came out of the mouth of the man, whose dulumaya was my lecturer as well. However, Nesya chose not to comment.


"Congratulations to Rendra! You are still young, already have a position as the chairman of the Pure Accounting Study Program in our department." Mr. Suhandi extended his hand, making me welcome his hand.


However, I feel that the presence of Mr. Suhandi in my room is not to shake hands to say congratulations. Our relationship has not been as good lately.


"Hmm, tell me who are you asking for help?!"


"What do you mean?" Suddenly Nesya interrupted our conversation.


However, Mr. Suhandi gasped at my wife even more deeply.


"Now you're brave enough for me? Did Rendra teach you how to behave towards someone who is your teacher?"


(Aduuuh, the author was drowsy to use even his writing until it crushes sticky, because of overslept. Today skian first yes brother.)