My Husband's Wedding (The Perfectly Demanded Wife)
23: Sweet Consumables Disposed

“You I will take you home to your parents, yes Nur. Let you be more comfortable, let us be equally comfortable because I also may not make my mother tired of your business continue. Not to mention I also have to work, and not maybe just focus on your business especially your request just a lot!” budi said deliberately making a decision.

Sacred conscious mind is much more interesting, it is back tergo*da. He chose to ignore Nurma, trying to subtly exclude Nurma from his life. Especially since pregnancy, Nurma is really lazy and just eat, until it must be prepared. The man of the house even himself, suddenly became kac*ung Nurma.

Since reporting her pregnancy, Nurma has become very difficult to get out of bed, especially in the morning to late afternoon, the time usually used for work. Nurma will only be able to leave the room at curfew like now. You can imagine how troublesome Budi and his parents are. Already have to take care of his own house because Suci only helps the poor because he has to take care of Binar as well as work, Budi and his parents also prepare food and absolutely everything. Not to mention besides the two children Nurma also had to take care of, Nurma was still troublesome with all her requests.

“M-mas, I can't go home to my parents, especially I can't get away from you!” whinek Nurma is really spoiled.

Shamsiah's mother who was already a reflex hyacinth said, “Alaaaaaah, TAAAAAAAI!” he chose to go from there because the reason there was because he hoped to be given skincare by Suci. He already felt very stre*s, felt very tortured, especially until now there has been no sign Nurma will give him a share of Nurma's salary as a manager, and very large.

“Ih, the Mother of habit!” annoyed Nurma in his heart while glancing back at the departure of Syamsiah's mother.

“Why can't Bude get all the way from my papah? The Bude yes, already lazy, flirtatious too! Far away from my papah. Bude's gone home, not here anymore! Already expelled, still here!” pissed Binar. He deliberately pulled Budi in, then closed and locked the door of the Holy room.

Panicked, Nurma reflexively banged on the door of the Sacred room. Budi who was originally going to look at Saints with a sweet smile, was already immediately inflamed. Both of Budi's eyes reflexively closed as he who sighed deeply. “Sayang same Mamah first, Papah out daft!” pamit Budi's.

Binar immediately busy shaking his head then holding Budi's right hand using both hands. “Papah do not go especially if you make together with Bude. I don't like it. I'm angry!” He clasped his papa's right hand tightly as part of the warning he had just affirmed.

Watching the princess who was instantly emotional, Budi reflexively stared at Saints. It turned out that even though Saints had only been silent, his first wife had also witnessed.

“Mas, ... Open up dong! Gini-gini I'm also your wife. I'm pregnant with your child ..!”

While banging on the door of the Holy room, Nurma continued to roar. Luckily, Budi has moved quickly to smother both ears of Binar as all this time Suci did. Although if he remembers, since Nurma reported her pregnancy, Suci no longer do the habit. The Saints let Binar hear even witness everything that happened there.

“Mas!” shouted Nurma again while hitting hard on the door of the Holy room.

Budi's chest was already rumbling straight away. Hurriedly he removed his right hand from both of Binar's hands. “Binar wait here first, Papah wants to expel Bude so that he is not noisy and continues to disturb us. Pinar locks the door so Bude doesn't come in. Just a minute's appointment!” sure Budi.

Coming out of the Holy room, Budi reflexively turned his head shortly after the door sounded locked and he realized, it was Binar who did it. Immediately he pulled as hard as Nurma's wrist which was larger than the Holy arm. Nurma's body immediately docked to Budi along with the attraction that Budi did.

A plaaaak!

However, it is no longer the fondness*uan that Nurma got as after he managed to memo*da Budi, since Bandi increasingly rarely gave him money due to the work of Bandi who lost and even ended up bankrupt. Because what Nurma just got was a hot slap. Yes, Budi did it full of emotion, like what Saints got from Budi, after Nurma who directed it.

“Sick, Mas!” whining Nurma reflex crying while holding her left cheek using both hands as a former tampa*ran.

“You are self-conscious why?!” budi snapped even though he did it in a soft voice.

“Sweetened as soon as discarded. Nurma was already starting to feel what I was feeling. Nurma was feeling the KDRT which was also started by rac*un-rac*un which she gave to mas Budi,” Sacred mind that can still hear what is happening out there.

Different from the last three weeks, this time Suci deliberately smothered the two ears of Binar who had previously hurriedly embraced him, shortly after Budi's departure.

Can not be denied, before the lameness of Nurma, Budi is typical warm and romantic. The reason that also makes Suci as a victim of the KDRT and kehancu*ran household of his parents, would accept Budi and then wade the household ark with the man. However, since turning to Nurma and not knowing what Nurma really did, Budi became light ta*ngan especially to Saints. Budi will finish what disturbs his feelings even his thoughts, with the KDRT to the Saints.

“But if Nurma alone to experience, automatic KDRT even seling*kuh mas Budi, already a disease that will be ingrained!” holy Thought.

“Siniiiiii, you!” jolt Budi until Nurma's big body ends up waiting*ng on the floor.

“Mas, akhattttt Mas!” nurma was crying. And he reflexively recalled the incident when Saints in KDRT Budi, shortly after Suci shouted their togetherness “maling”. The incident he had experienced this time was similar to the one Sacred had experienced back then. Because now, Budi menjam*bak hair that looks like straw because it is rarely combed, dragging it along the floor into his room.

Lastly, as powerful as Budi banging* face as well as Nurma's forehead to the floor. In that instant Nurma was silent and no longer making a sound, even though it was a groaning voice that was completely soft.

“So women are not self-conscious! Already anything asked to be obeyed, still demand more even though the hair just looks like straw. There is no good anymore even though every day is never tired!” luh Budi while pacing restlessly behind Nurma who is still lying on her stomach. Again, he dragged the body through the hair he was wearing with all his might using both hands.