
Yasinta sat in front of the mirror in his room. She is currently wearing sexy sleepwear. Actually Yasinta has everything, with a proportional body, sexy, with a chest shape that is filled and beautiful and has a clean white skin with a face that is no less beautiful than Mandala. But what was wrong with her, her husband Pradana did not look at her in the least. Pradana never seemed to be tempted by the beauty and coziness of Yasinta.
Yasinta walked towards the kitchen. He wants to make a super spicy noodle soup tonight. Yasinta was still dressed in a sexy nightgown. Tonight Yasinta wants to obey all his wishes even though his wishes are very simple, namely spicy noodle soup.
After the noodle soup he made was ripe, Yasinta ate at the dining table alone. Pradana and Mandala had just entered her room after they went out looking for food.
" I brought you some food" said Pradana, who suddenly approached Yasinta at the dinner table.
" This is what?" asked Yasinta while enjoying her spicy noodle soup.
" Look at me!" pradana answered while sitting near Yasinta.
" Thank you!" yasinta said after seeing the package given by Pradana earlier which turned out to be chicken giprek and gulai meat.
Pradana sees Yasinta dressed sexy. Pradana finally stood up to leave Yasinta.
" Yes! May I speak for a moment" said Yasinta, who made Pradana stop stepping and look at Yasinta.
" What's up?" ask Pradana.
" Nothing? Said nothing but wanted to talk to me. Then what do you say?" tanya Pradana even sewot.
Yasinta was speechless but finally came back to enjoy his spicy homemade noodles.
" All right! Just finish your food first. Later I will come to you." Pradana said as she left Yasinta.
Yasinta as soon as possible finished his spicy homemade noodles. She wants to talk to her husband for a while. This is a rare moment for her to be able to chat with her husband after the Mandala in the house.
After finishing from her meal, Yasinta started to get busy putting on makeup. She wants to look beautiful if seen by Pradana later. Yasinta began to look at the reflection of his reflection in the mirror. Yasinta slightly opened the top of his nightgown slightly so that the chest part that contained and smooth. Yasinta smiled seeing her extremely sexy self dressed like that. Tonight Yasinta wants to flirt with her husband, no matter how. In his mind, Yasinta did not want to lose to Mandala.
Yasinta sent a chat to her husband's number that she was ready to talk and wait for him in the room. But Pradana did not reply to his chat. This made Yasinta very sad.
Yasinta dropped his body on his bed. This time she was discouraged and did not want to hope for her husband to come to her room again. It has been almost two hours from him sending the chat but Pradana also did not visit him.
" Waiting for you is like waiting for rain in the dry season" Yasinta said as she wiped her tears that fell at the end of her eyes.
Yasinta finally fell asleep because she waited for her husband not to come to her. For Pradana, Yasinta may not be his wife. His real wife is Mandala.