It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
70. Sixth sense

"You can't just think badly of me!"

"Well, what am I thinking?"

Does Mr. Arendra have a sixth sense or psychic sciences and the like? Why can he read my mind?

"Whatever you think, if it's something bad, stop it! Otherwise, you'll make me sad!"

Waduh, don't-don't be right, huh?

"Stop!"

What I should do. "Ooh well, sir."

Bang Alven quietly watched our chat. "Why, Bang?"

"I didn't think you were this close?"

What else is this? "I've never felt so close, so ordinary."

After that I focused on Bang Alven. "Someone wants to go no story at all."

"Hmmm-"

"Just have to go! Don't miss the opportunity!"

"But, Ma--"

"It should be!" Ms. Jenie turned out this hard on her son's education.

"If I had the chance, I would have taken it too. Very rare people can go to college until S-2 ... Can lecture like this it feels very grateful." I said.

Bang Alven looked at me for a while, then turned to Mr. Arendra. His sister stared back at Bang Alven, his sister then moved to look at me.

"What's that, looking in the crowd?" muttered the father of two people who looked like two cloned children.

Mr. Arendra was about to move to take mineral water on the nightstand next to the cage. I quickly picked up the drink and handed it over. I think he's pretty nervous.

He had trouble opening the bottle. "Here, let me open," I bargained and saw a smile on his lips.

However, I haven't opened yet, the water bottle was snatched by Bang Alven. "Ih, spoiled! Can't you?" The bottle cap was opened by the brother and handed over to the brother directly.

With an annoyed face, the painless hand greeted the water that Bang Alven had opened earlier.

"When has this been going on since the fight?" ask Miss Jenie.

"True, usually the two of them always get along, it can be said almost never quarrel." said the husband.

The time to not fight? It felt like, every time I saw the two of them, I was always insinuating. Always not giving up on each other. But I don't want to reveal my head. Just observe, and enjoy .. despite making my brain dizzy.

"Nesya, do you have a brother?"

"Brother that's what Mb- means"

"Ma!" between them both in unison.

"Yes, that's what I mean."

"Sister, sister, cousin or something?" bright Miss Jenie.

"Ooh, for a while I haven't had a brother, Auntie .. I don't seem to be able to call Aunt Jenie with Mama." I'm lyrically between the two brothers.

Bang Alven nodded and Mr. Arendra played his chin. "Can you, instead of you calling Mama with Mama? I immediately felt that you were the same age as my Mama." said Mr. Arendra and while Bang Alven nodded in agreement.

"I asked Mak to have another child, but they refused."

The two men shook their heads in unison forming a cross combining their two hands. They seem to object.

"Why can't it?"

"Pity Your Mak. When in middle age even pregnant and giving birth again?" bang Alven.

"My mother is thirty-six years old."

"Secure, I'm only two four this year" he murmured softly, but I could still hear clearly.

"Waaah .. so young is your Mom Nesya?" Miss Jenie looked at me with an incredulous face. Ms. Jenie looked at her husband's face for a moment and then changed to their eldest child.

"In fact, it's just a little different from our eldest son" added Ms. Jenie.

"In du-"

"Hud ... Ibis ... Gobj ...." The sound of Elena's crying made me stop the dialogue. Thank God my little girl has grown up. So we don't need any further treatment.

I immediately hugged Elena and held her on my lap. "The son of Mother is awake. Numb, honey?"

Elena nodded and she looked astonished to see that the person in the emergency room was too crowded. "Papa's hand why, Buk?"

"So Papa played with a knife, son. So make Papa hurt like that. Elena don't play with knives? It will hurt like that." Lying like this can't it?

"Father, it's okay, honey. I'm telling you, Elena don't play knife carelessly?" Mr. Arendra supports my lies.

Elena nodded with a slightly frightened face. "Elena won't play with a knife. Elena will be hurt." Elena can speak well now. No more typical baby lisp language just yet. In fact, right now he was really chatty.

"Well, pinterr ...." Mr. Arendra gave a healthy thumb to Elena. Elena gave a thumbs up to Mr. Arendra. Meanwhile, Bang Alven was silent at the familiarity of these two people.

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Some time passed. Bang Alven comes with an appearance that looks other than usual which is casual. This time he was so neat, beating his brother who was just a shirt everywhere. Bang Alven wears a suit, exactly like the one who wants a wedding.

"Want to marry, Bang?" candaku. "Even the graduation was not like this." Because I was also present when he graduated. Only wear shirts and ties, no suits.

"A-- hmm ...." Sweat was seen wetting his forehead.

"Why did Om Aven come here, Mom?" Elena had just played with an employee who was in the drying section.

"Ask the same Om himself? Don't you call Om Alven, 'Papa' again?" Usually he always mistakenly guessed Bang Alven with Mr. Arendra.

Elena shook her head. "Om Aven isn't it, Papa. Good papa, Om Aven is arrogant. Om Aven doesn't want to talk to Elena."

Elena's hiding behind me. He peeked at Bang Alven trying to see Bang Alven's reaction. As it turned out, this man took out a handkerchief and wiped away the sweat that had fallen soaked his face.

"What's the matter?"

"Ekhem .. am I interrupting? Where's the clean clothes I put here yesterday?" Bang Alan suddenly nodded. He always comes in style there is no problem between us.

"Start!" I went to the back looking for Bang Alan's laundry. Apparently Bang Alan's clothes are still in the ironing process.

I immediately opened the other ironing board, helping to iron so that the newly finished half-piece clothes could be finished quickly.

gubrak

"Yeah!" Elena screamed after the sound of a bump or something falling.

I changed the ironing mode to the minimal part. After that I went to the front where the people I had left.

Two people seem to be beating each other there. "Hey! What are you guys doing? Don't fight here dong! All of you go up to the MMA ring if you feel like a hero like this!"

However, they are still in turmoil and really make me angry. I immediately looked for the lid that I made myself from coconut tree midribs. Lidi is deliberately made to repel cats who like to suddenly urinate carelessly.

This time I used it for both grown men. I clicked on her second pan tat.

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"Where do you think this is, huh? I'll register the MMA online, will you?"

*MMA\= mix martial art .. please suggling if you do not understand.