Marrying the Virgin Widow (Senandung Dawn)
Part 72's
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The sound of the door slamming that is still quite loud certainly indicates the person behind the object is impatient to enter or ask the one in the room to quickly get out.
Shena who could not dodge still put on a cute face so as not to get a spiritual flush from her husband because to be angry is certainly impossible.
Tok.. tok. tok.. gubrak..
"Wear your clothes again, Aa will open the door" Dawn said in a calm tone, and it was still safe.
"What's? undies open?" seductive Shena who still wants to seduce.
"Wear read, Shena!"
"Hem, yes yes, on the shirt again. But---," replied the woman with a slightly squinting look.
"But what?" ask Dawn.
"So if I get all my clothes tonight, I don't want them!" threaten the former JanCilL who then entered the dressing room after picking up his clothes and brAa that scattered on the floor.
Fajar rubbed his own nape felt awry, not that he rejected the delicious dish before his eyes earlier, only that his heart was more curious about what was happening, instead, and wanted to know who the person who had been in front of his room had been.
Chequelek
The painted door was open, there was El who was shaking his waist with wet hair messy, the man who had just grown up was bsnya changing clothes without tidying himself.
"Where is Dung Dung Pret?" ask El.
"What do you want?" asked Fajar, so much behavior that the wife did it was so difficult to guess.
"You're going to hell!" sahut El geram's.
"Can you?" Dawn who know if there is no smoke without fire is still patient, because of course the wife had run out again even though shena usually did it accidentally.
"Can El Demoy guard the gate, if the one who is weakin Yiyin oh Yiyin, ", explained Brother Sean's favorite brother about the infidelity.
"Yes, you asked me first about Kuncen Hell, I would not call Shena. Once again busy taking care of the office first, Ok."
Dawn immediately closed the door of his room no matter if El banged strong enough with his strength.
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"Shena-," called Dawn who hugged the woman from behind. Shena immediately curled up on the bed after wearing her clothes again.
"I'm not cool, A. The fleas fell into the pool by themselves, "Shena replied before her husband asked.
"Are you in the pool?" ask Fajar again who was so busy taking care of work with Niha to not know where his wife went.
"Yes, I sit on the edge, keep coming the flea kupret."
"Then?" The increasingly curious dawn is still trying to be patient to be a good listener. He did not want to feel that Shena was being judged and investigated until he felt uncomfortable when telling stories.
"I thought I was jealous of Niha, right? I was sad but instead fizzled, the fleas have not eaten so lemes," said Shena while turning her body to face the husband.
"Shena's jealous? Shena doesn't like that Aa's working with Niha?" ask Fajar with a serious look until his wife is wrong.
"Jealous it--, rich people want claws huh?" ask Shena who doesn't understand that.
Dawn of course immediately chuckled, he pulled his wife's slim body to be more docked and certainly also warm.
"Jealousy is an uncomfortable feeling when you're with someone else, honey."
"Oh, that means I wasn't jealous of A'," said Shena who began to understand.
"If you're not jealous, then what's by the pool?" tanya Fajar was disappointed.
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Mikirin brother where the selling Macan, uh...