It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
25. (PoV Alans)

Elena took turns to look at me and Nesya. "Eyena tangen bobo cama Father and Mother. Come on Dad, bobo cini cama-cama agi."

I was really surprised to hear what Elena just said. Elena wanted what I wanted so badly since the rice had become porridge.

I finally sat down, stroking the pretty little girl's head. "Just pray, honey. I'll fight for Ibuk and you'll come back."

The little girl nodded unraveling a beautiful smile, exactly similar to Nesya, my ex-wife. But unlike Nesya, she threw her face away from me. Beside him stood a gallant man who claimed to be Nesya's lover, an ex-wife whom I had always wasted.

The man had a body taller than me, and it seemed like he was a lot more mature. And maybe he has an established income, not like me.

I got back up and pulled Elena to come with me. Now it's my turn to be with Elena. I want to feel the nurturing of my healthy child.

"Sir, this time let Brother take care of Elena. You've been babysitting her for over a year alone. It's your turn!"

She immediately hugged Elena. While Elena looked at me with her innocent face that looked puzzled. While the man beside Nesya was rubbing his chin thinking of something.

Why did Nesya keep her status a secret? Was she ashamed of being a widow at such a young age? If he's ashamed, isn't he the one who ended our marriage? If she doesn't want to be a widow, she should be my wife again. This time it will be a second wife. The status of the first wife has been valid on Dian, who is fifteen years older than me.

Nesya twisted Elena's body until they looked at each other. "Son, Elena stays the same anyway. I won't let you be taken by your father!"

Nesya pulled Elena away from me. Elena was taken into her shop so I couldn't see either of them. While the man was holding his chest, looking at me long.

"I'm sorry, it seems she never told you that she was a widow. She used to be my wife."

"So what age are you married?" His forehead looks wrinkled. From his looks, he looks very educated. This might not be normal for him.

"We got married when she finished high school, and I finished high school."

His face looks stiffened again. He rubbed his face looking frustrated. Has he never heard anything like this before? Ooh, yeah .. He's a city guy.

"Are you married in an accident?"

Aah yes, this is a question I can't hear if I say the same thing. "You think?"

I don't know why I wanted to make their relationship end so quickly. I want Nesya back to me. I set foot back to the car Dian bought for me. Ooh, not for me. I was just a driver to him. Not as a husband.

I remember when Nesya was my wife. He always tried to fulfill everything I wanted. He never complained about everything I did.

Aaahh, considering the work I did back then really embarrassed me. No company would accept me as its employee. Is it possible because of the value of my diploma that is just mediocre?

Can I tell you about the first time I met Nesya after finishing high school?

At that time, I had just finished high school with mediocre grades. I used to be just a student who was always reprimanded by teachers for being caught sleeping during lesson time.

I always stay up late playing online games in the game center until the morning. When the morning came, with a lazy feeling I went to school without having to take a shower. Even though I haven't taken a shower, said the girls at school, my face still looks handsome.

At first I protested why the value given to me was so mediocre. Then the teacher showed a record of all my behavior during school that often went in and out of BK because it was said to be a lazy student, often sleeping in school hours.

After that, my friends invited me to try the entrance test of the state college. At first I didn't want to. But still forced them. The end result can be explained from the beginning. One guy got away, and the rest didn't, just like me.

Mak has started telling me to go back to the hamlet. However, I don't want to. I've been imagining how my hamlet has no signal. My life was born to play online games. If there, my life would definitely feel very empty because I could not play online games.

Because not going home too, eventually Mak began to threaten not to send money to me again. Aaah, this forces me to have to go back to that hamlet.

However, I remembered. Isn't there Inke? He's the son of a rich man in our hamlet. Although his face is ordinary, who knows later he can help my destitute life. I feel sure, Mak will force to take care of the family's garden and rice fields. I was the only boy in our family.

However, arriving at the hamlet .. I discovered the fact that Inke was continuing his education in the city. Why didn't I get that news at all? Aah, shit! What's the point of me getting into this hamlet? I will languish will not come out of the circle of family farmers and later have a wife also a farmer.

One day, I was approached by a girl with a very sweet face. He is Nesya, as I remember Nesya was just a snot boy with a tuber going everywhere when I was in the hamlet first. But why does he look different now? There are things that whip and realize that he is just a farmer's son who is no less poor, like my family.

I should be able to avoid him. I tried to contact Inke. I was willing to look for a signal up to the top of the hill to seduce him. Although I don't like it very much, I just say that I like it. As it turned out, Inke welcomed the feeling of pretending from me. We live long distance love.

However, Nesya was always present to deliver food for me. I don't know why I was lulled by his attention. I tried to resist this feeling, but I ended up losing. I proposed to Nesya to be my wife. Where we live, everything is just the usual thing to get married at the age of a dozen years.

He loves me so much, I know that. He will fulfill all my wishes. Even if I love her, I'll pretend I don't need her. So that he will keep trying to keep me.

On our wedding day, Nesya looked very beautiful wrapped in our customary clothes. After the party was over, I who had held everything back during the party just now, could not bear to touch it immediately.

Aaaaah, this was the pleasure of the first night. Plus she's a young virgin who hasn't been touched by anyone. My wild brain is crazy when enjoying every inch of it on him. I was young, I could do that to him until morning without any fatigue. Even though he was in pain, I didn't care about him. The important thing is that this passionate rat can be released into his body.

For some time she was not pregnant. My parents started busy asking if my wife was a barren woman. I don't care about that, importantly, he can meet my maleness has rat. I just realized I'm a hyper e x guy