
"I don't feel good, yeah. She's the one who craves, why should I be the one being invited?"
Bambang immediately set off following his two brothers-in-law, who had already left for his subscription meatball shop with Juminten.
"Master, here!" Juminten waved his hand, looking at the figure he had been looking for since earlier.
"Honey, if cravings should be gini as well. When I sat with the twins, you sat together with Bambang."
Eka does not stop grumbling seeing his wife's possessive behavior to Bambang. Even occasionally she cleaned her ex-husband's lips with tissue in his hands.
While he himself, sitting taking care of his two children so as not to be overwhelmed when eating. It is sad to obey his wife's strange cravings, which successfully makes him no appetite.
"Come on Bambang, aak.." Juminten fed the bakwan in his hand.
"Ngapain take bribes, honey. There was no such agreement, now even do it. Your husband is me, baby," he growled.
Bambang who had been uncomfortable seeing his brother's gaze, as if he wanted to pounce on him alive.
"Udah, don't listen to your brother. Come on, open your mouth! You're a little bit messy about it. You eat once a day, huh?"
Bambang again glanced at his brother who was looking at him sharply.
Seeing Bambang's fear, Juminten glanced at her husband opposite her.
"Change, why the hell. What if their sister is? No pity on her?"
"May, by force," he answered lethargicly.
"Kok forced anyway, sincere." Juminten stared intently at her husband.
The other buyers laughed at their showdown. Planet and Earth focus on their own food. Confronting his parents in an argument.
Hayo.. Who used to be pregnant like that, ******ngacung***********🤣***
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"How's my future wife's testpack going, doc?" Dodit called one of his associates.
"If indeed line 2 and the other is faint, it is likely that the future wife of the father is pregnant. It would be better, immediately invited here to check the content. It just so happened that I practiced until 2pm. "
Dodit immediately drove his car to Juminten's house, wanting to immediately meet his lover who had always avoided him while at home.
Remembering the events when they shed all love and bear fruit results in love. Makes her excited to meet her heart.
"Assalamualaik." Seeing the figure of Dodit knocking on the door of work, Sinta pretended not to see.
"Getishalight." Rohaya immediately welcomes the arrival of the guest, who always carries a hand for him. Today Dodit brought a brownie packed in white cardboard.
Dodit followed Rohaya's steps towards the gazebo in front of the house. "Wait here first yes, Mother told Sinta to come here. Let's watch out for Candra too."
Sinta stomped her feet throughout the journey. Lazy to bring a tray of cake to serve to the man who made him sick lately.
Seeing his future wife getting closer, Dodit straightened his back while displaying his sweetest smile.
"Hi, Sin. How are you?"
"No need to be pleasant-nonsense! Don't let the water in front of me, make my hands itch to splash it right on your face!" said fierce.
Dodit just smiled looking at the face of his favorite pregnant mother. It looks more beautiful and charming. Her hands were itchy, wanting to cling tightly back to her lover's body. Apologize kindly and take her to the underwriting like she dreamed.
"May I touch your stomach?" said slowly.
"Gapain use touch intentions, instead of you dare to buy this virgin woman. Don't-don't, you out there like to buy another virgin woman!" fierce answer.
Dodit only smiled, it seemed that her lover's pregnancy was in control of her emotions.
"Then, can't I touch my son who's still sowing pebbles in your stomach?"
"No need to be weird. I'm not pregnant. If you feel that there is nothing you want to say, you should.... Aaahhh.." cried Sinta as her body flew upwards, because in the cradle the man sucks.
He was relentlessly hitting, thrashing, even moving his legs violently. Dodit smilingly sensed all Sinta's mannerisms, he immediately put her in the car and locked her up.
"Excuse me, lady-to-be Dodit Hermawan, I would like to pair a seatbelt," the god even though the woman next to him had a sour face.
Sinta cursed her heart, only being seduced by the call of 'female Dodit Hermawan's mistress candidate' had made her happy. He tried to cover up his misbehavior by putting on a sour face.
Women's self-esteem, cuy 😁
Alibi saw the crowded streets, he tried to find opportunities by tightly holding his lover's right hand.
"Oh, don't look for a chance! Remember, we are not mahrom. Look at this, goosebumps I'm sitting on you touch-touch." Sinta pulled her hand rough.
"If you can't touch, just kiss. I miss my mother's children." Cheeks that meet in a matter of seconds.
Ah, heart. Please, don't beat. I was afraid that a loud voice could be heard in the ears of this man.
They immediately entered the hospital that already belonged to Dodit. Seeing the owner coming, all the employees were shocked and lowered their heads.
"Good Morning, sir," greet every employee who looks in the eye with him. Sinta is confused to see all employees say hello politely.
"This is a good service, huh? How everyone greets us every pass," he said slowly, but still heard in Dodit's ear.
"Prospective Lady Dodit Hermawan, from now on you have to get used to all the greetings of people like this. Remember, the man who used to buy your virgin is not a random man" she whispered.