Married Three Breeding Widow

Married Three Breeding Widow
70. The real puppeteer


"This is called self-torture." Adji growled a little, tidying Juwita's hair that tingled messy because of the actions of his own hands.


It is an impossibility if newlyweds like them can come out purely just working, especially when both.


At half-eleven hours before the meeting at the restaurant, Adji had pulled Juwita into his lap to satisfy himself.


Juwita chuckles small. Dropped his head onto Adji's shoulder filled with hot sweat.


"Not satisfied," he murmured intentionally.


"Who told you to seduce me now."


"Yaudah, go to the hotel."


"Corn."


Juwita hit his chest, obviously just kidding. Adji's phone alarm went off indicating he should get off soon because five more minutes of promised time.


To panic Juwita returned to her seat, but was suffocated by Adji's slap on her butt.


"That's called KDRT!"


Adji grabbed her face, pressing as he pleased Juwita's cheek. Although Juwita grimaces, Adji kisses her cheek immediately.


"Pake the same hat mask, Juwita."


"Hot, Mas. Have you told me to dry again?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"No way!" Juwita glares. "Don't rumble! I don't give you a taste!"


Usually if threatened so, men are spoiled.


But Adji is not a husband who is afraid of wives. He pulled Juwita's hand, forcibly pairing it. "Not to give. I'll take it myself."


Juwita bites her cheek in annoyance, even though Adji just laughs and improves before coming out.


From behind, Juwita sees a bite mark on Adji's neck. He restores his hair and clothes, but is unaware as Juwita chuckles.


Biarin, no. Who told me to be overprotective.


When they entered, Juwita accidentally nudged the shoulder of a woman who was also walking in a hurry.


"Sorry."


"Sin." Adji is familiar. "Your tumben just came at this hour."


"Adji?" The woman nodded. Look at the bite marks on Adji's neck, then at Juwita. "This ...."


"My wife, Juwita."


"Oh, hello." The woman smiled kindly. "Well, I guess who's using this cake. Wh why? Sick again?"


"Yes, he's got a fever." Adji answered before Juwita could answer. "I told him to rest at home and even wanted to come along."


"Hmmm, spoiled well, new wife. Uh, anyway congratulations, yeah. Follow my smile."


"Together."


Juwita walks in the embrace of Adji who talks to the woman named Nana. It seems that he is one of Adji's co-workers or the like, for not formally greeting like a sir or a boss.


It is unlikely that this, Juwita murmured inwardly, crossing out again the list of people she met and was likely her successor.


This kind of smart woman must be busier than terrorizing people's wives.


Without Juwita knowing, Nana smiled mysteriously looking at him.


They entered the meeting room at the restaurant. Adji allowed Juwita to take off the mask because she was already in a closed room, plus it was impossible for her to sit there with a hat, a mask plus glasses like spies.


Juwita is just a listener, because he can not play mobile phones because of Abhimanyu.


When Juwita sat quietly accompanying Adji's meeting, Juwita did not know that Nana was actually connected to a video call with someone else whose camera angle was pointing directly at Juwita.


The person across the street, the woman who is Nana's best friend, is the one responsible for all of Juwita's terror, especially the beating scene.


Nana does not know exactly what her friend wants to do, but Nana helps her because there is always a reason behind an action.


This is all Adji's fault, too.


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