My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 202. Couple (Turn Sweet)
Today Gian decided not to go to the office, obviously with a lazy reason and want to focus on Radha a. The man willingly spent time in the shopping mall accompanying his wife, and that was quite a long time.
If Gian would usually be extraordinary chatter about the jobs that take up time like this, now he voluntarily even enthusiastically ask where else Radha's goals that he has not explored.
"So, honey or milk?"
Seeming confused to choose, the woman is now met with concern because the stripes on both hands are equally he likes.
"Huh? Milk? Whose milk?" gian asked with a bit of surprise, he was afraid that someone else would hear him.
I don't know where Gian's brain is, what's noticed until it's wrong to catch what Radha's question. His wife just sighed softly, why her husband is this weird, if previously Gian had heard wrong between a toothbrush and a washing brush, and now the problem of milk he also did not catch it well.
"Well, what fragrance?" tanya Radha repeated her question.
"Oh this."
The man laughed heartily, realizing how stupid he was. And now with a million considerations, he seemed to focus even reading the content listed on the packaging. What an unexpected precision, Radha thought.
"Both are good all, the benefits are also the same and, moisturizing, brightening and vitamins as well as __ extract"
"The wind, Brother .. I didn't ask for such advice." Gian interrupted when Radha interrupted his conversation, he studied it long enough and his wife was not interested in it in fact.
"Just the wind?"
"He'em, anyways why can understand such things anyway, lest the former SPB lulur huh, Kak?" tanya Radha origin who again makes Gian's name increasingly down in Radha's eyes.
"Jeez, does it look like I'm a good fit to be a Sales Promotion scrub, Ra?"
"SPB kitchen utensils are also suitable like, Brother is hardworking, who knows before Papa loves the belief of Brother while working college time right," Radha said as if what he likened was true.
"As for you, Ra," said Gian resignedly, he received everything Radha accused him of.
Especially after that, shaman, pervert, child shaman and now SPG became Radha's nickname for her husband. Little wonder indeed, why Gian has a million knowledge even about the ins and outs of women.
"So what the choice, cepet ah," urged Radha felt Gian was just procrastinating, maybe some people who saw this couple just shook their head slowly because they did not move just to ensure the aroma of the two choices.
"Good honey, sweet milk also smells .. hm, both, Ra."
Men's last choice, both and it avoids a commotion. Radha who only wanted one to stare at Gian with a bead full of disappointment.
He wants one, not two. Because it's too much for Radha. And trying to understand, Gian understood that if his wife did not like the answer from him now trying to improve the atmosphere.
"Jaudah honey." Gian chose the one he believed in the most, but also later the fragrance will not survive and lose to the scent of perfume, Gian thought.
"But the milk is also good" said Radha who now makes Gian all wrong.
"Judah milk." Gian agrees to Radha's seemingly unwilling choice of honey.
"But the honey smells too calm, brother."
A moment of silence, what answer Gian should have given. Why it has to be this difficult, and what makes his wife this plan is amazing to make it a headache.
"Both yes, dear ... later you change the package so as not to be bored," said Gian extraordinarily gentle so that his wife finished with this worldly embrace.
"Mostly, sister, later I will be the boss of the makek," he complained that again made Gian hit his neck several times.
"Later Brother who helps, we pack together so that the spit abis, you will not be bored."
Less succumb to what he is now, even willing to do things that he thinks are very laughable. For a long time he never took care of his body in such detail, and now his wife who cares a lot about her beauty must also come along.
"Yes, look out, no" Radha threatened to grab her outstretch in Gian's hands, and put it on the trolley with other equipment that is now mounting.
Rarely go for shopping, but once gone Gian even gaped at what Radha bought. All directions he searched, as if to be a momentary paradise for Radha.
Whatever Radha wants, Gian just nodded. Because his duty is only to accompany and pay for his wife's groceries.
Not many think if they are shopping monthly for preparation for more than a month, a lot of consideration Radha, with the principle he does not really like to go and better buy a lot rather than having to go back and forth, and, thought.
-
.
.
.
.
"Are this or this one?"
Moving to another place, after his life equipment is over now Radha is in front of his paradise pajamas and nightgowns.
"Samely, what's the difference." Gian sighed slowly, the two were the same, even the color of the two pajamas was the same.
"Different, Brother, Brother did not see the doraemon there was sitting there was no one," said Radh Giving an explanation, while Gian who did not consciously need to sharpen his eyes many times to make sure.
"Oh Allah, it is not visible either, dear he would like to think*g is also the same."
"Yes!! Don't be so big, embarrassed."
Her husband's words had become the center of attention of two women near them. And where did Gian find that term, Radha thought.
"Yes you're weird, it's up to you, Ra .. take both, if bosen stands the pack sitting down." Gian is starting to lose stock of patience, why his wife is focused on these kinds of things, he thought.
"Thank you, he replied."
What's wrong Gian, even if Radha wants to, without asking also he won't prohibit. Gian rubbed his face rough, and now followed the steps of his wife who was still lacking with his quarry.
"Zura, I want you to wear that one, not sleeping with my husband in these pajamas."
Shamelessly, Gian pointed at the blushing red lingerie that Radha thought was exactly a fishing net. It is ridiculous how such clothes can be created.
"Ih do not want, what is covered up," Radha refused, because he never even intended to use it does not exist.
"Yes will be used in front of Brother, not in front of others," explained Gian hopes his wife will be willing with a silly request but he craved this.
"So, how did I catch a cold?" Radha is still looking for 1000 reasons for Gian to stop spying.
"Alright, usually sleep without a thread you're still sound, Ra." Gian whispered this time, his thin smile representing how much he was showing another meaning from his gaze.
"You want, honey? Every now and then, make Brother," he said as he grabbed Radha's fingers gently, a request that Radha really wanted to grant.
"Hm, it's up to you" Radha said with a small voice and a face that was now red.
"Lyes!! Thank you, my wife."
With Radha's permission, Gian is free to make a choice. If it was a little heavy hearted before, but if it's about this he'll never waste a chance.
TBC ⁇
Wadaw, the author up kenceng even though the promotion has been revoked. But but but aw voice he****m, this is the new week let support Gian 💔 ⁇
Btw, if sempet please stop by my newest short story yes, stay in the trail there, times get points if the likes a lot .. thank you😌