My wife is my student
Azka Pramana's

The scale of sitting on the sofa watched as the grimacing Devia held onto her waist, an unusual color sleeping in a tarpaulin-clad tent.

"You why hmm? " ask the Scale.

"My waist hurts from sleeping in the tent last night" Devia said, massaging her own waist.

"I was incandescent" said Skala, he approached Devia and revealed his wife's back dress. The scale smeared the wind oil and began to massage it.

"Mas, pain slowly do not forcefully massage his "ringis Devia.

"Try you to lie on the couch, so I can sort it out more easily" said Skala. Devia laid her body on the sofa, her husband began to massage her back slowly.

"Yes, rich is so slow - slow, so good the sequence "praise Devia, with the eyes locked enjoying the order of the Scale.

"But after giving you a massage, I asked for a salary yes " whispered Scale with a hoarse voice that made Devia open her eyes, she shuddered at the sound of Scale, and knew the meaning of wages called her husband.

Devia immediately got up from the sofa and covered her waist with the clothes that were exposed to the Scale. She does not want to serve Skala, her body is sick added crumble again to serve her husband was never satisfied to touch her. Devia thinks Scales has hyper s*x disease that never satisfied having intercourse, she cringes herself even every night Scales have intercourse with her, is not crazy! Every night always satisfies Skala's desire.

"I don't want to serve you, fast one week not to touch me " grumbled Devia.

"What do you mean hmm? Ooh you think I asked for that wage.Not that wage I mean so the wage was you penditin me too, iih it turns out you are perverted also "said Scala laughed a little loudly. Devia turned her face away, her cheeks reddened with embarrassment, why does her brain get so dirty?

"I want to go to the room to grab a cell phone first" said Skala rising from the sofa leaving Devia.

The sound of the bell made Devia stare at the origin of the voice, the girl walked to the door and opened the door.

A man with red hair, a handsome face, dashing and tall that Devia estimates is 19-20 years old.

"Who are you looking for? " ask Devia. Azka stopped combing her hair and stared at Devia from top to bottom.

"Well, pretty is also the helpers bang Skala" said Azka who thought Devia was Skala's maid because she had not previously attended her brother's wedding so did not know the appearance of her brother-in-law.

"Eh jamet! Watch your mouth I'm not a maid! " said Devia a little sniffling.

"Slow dong don't have to be stubborn" said Azka.

"I want to find the Scale bang" said Azka smiling sweetly showing her dimples.

"Should I be the one you're ready for Scales? If I'm his handsome sister who rivals Kim Namjoo, a member of BTS" Azka blinks her eyes flirt with Devia.

"Why do the eyes blink worms" said Devia.

"Who dear? " ask the new scale coming from the room.

"Don't know, the rich look of the jamet in the beautiful cottage "cock Devia bluntly.Azka growled with Devia who latais herself jamet.

Looking at the exit scale, she smiled as if her sister had just come from London.

"Azka, why not just go in" said Skala hugged her sister tightly for almost 3 years without seeing Azka.

"Where would I enter if there was a waiter" Azka told Devia.

"Don't say that, he's your brother's wife and brother-in-law" Skala said.

"Yes-yes, but his face is very judes "cock Azka.

"One more time I said throw you slippers! " Devia releases her sandals about to throw at Azka but at the Scale hold.

"It's a shame that can't be" said Scales softly.

"Dengerin said the husband should not be rich, you should welcome me kindly instead of throwing sandals" said Azka took out her comb and combed her hair neatly, Azka was so attentive to her hair rapian because this made her more handsome not only the look of her face but her hair as well.

"If the guest is rich you don't deserve to be greeted with a friendly jamet! " cock Devia.

"Abang brother Devia call me jamet "alazka whine on the Scale. Devia stared lazily at Azka whose behavior was still a rich boy.

"Have not quarreled, dear we go to the room yes" said the Scale grabbed his wife's hand gently.

"How do I want to? Time in living alone in the living room, brother " said Azka.

"You ngajak Devia fight continuously so must be separated if joined fight again" said Scale. Devia stuck out her tongue scoffing at Azka, because Skala preferred herself .

Seriate...