Naughty Little Wife
Accidentally Bumped a Mysterious Woman

"We speak Endonezya because we have been friends with Juna for a long time and this is not the first time we have come to Endonezya. I have a lot of restaurants here. Emran opened many fashion outlets and already has its own fashion brand. Osman also has several gyms located here. If Zafer is like Juna, an export business. She's not very conversant like us" explained Serkan to Eleonara who was focused on listening.

"Oh, so. I think, hehe .. sorry, was there anyone doing business in the field of fashion?" eleonara asked with a blink in the eye. Seemed very enthusiastic to hear something that smelled of fashion.

"Me, why?" ask Emran wonder.

"It's nothing, but I've been interested in fashion for a long time, so when I hear something that smells of soul fashion it's a buzz. Fellow fashion lovers must understand what I say, right?" eleonara expressed herself.

"Ah, you like fashion. Your clothes are you alone who fused them?"

Eleonara nodded while blushing in shame. "I also have a large collection of clothing designs that I draw myself, but either must be applied."

"God, it turns out we're one frequency. May I see your works?" emran asked with a dazzling smile. Making Juna envious because Eleonara can be directly close to Emran.

"When you show me. He's in mode" Juna quipped as he stared cynically at Emran. Juna's terrifying aura made Emran's sweet smile shrink away.

"It's jealousy" grumbled Emran as he turned his lips. "Leona, what makes you interested in Juna's model guy? Isn't he a bitch?"

"Right, you're still very young. What happened until you got caught up in marriage? I know the type of woman Juna dreams of is not a girl who is still a teenager, but ...." Osman spread his shoulders as if his words were wrong because Juna is now married to a teenage girl.

"Dad betrothed me to her," said Juna while rubbing her arm because her body was hot, but slightly shivering.

"Haa, so you guys had to? No wonder the reason is like that. Which means you're trying to look like a married couple really? It is fitting that we are not invited to your wedding, Juna also covered his wife from us," Serkan said grumbling with contempt.

"Then, Jun. ... he's still sealed, right?" goda Osman grinned with a mischievous look.

"Surely, but ... have you really forgotten Elena just like that?" zafer asked curiously because he had previously put his heart on Elena, but not too deep.

"As we know, you used to be so attached like stamps. Cannot be separated in the least. What made you decide to get married now? If you still love Elena, you should reject your father's matchmaking and seek it relentlessly" Emran added.

"You're crazy to talk about him in front of my wife? Use Indonesian again, at least if curious ask with Turkish," grumbled Juna with a rough sigh. Being sick, being made emotional.

Eleonara immediately highlighted it with a razor sharp gaze. Making Juna distraught because he also unconsciously had spoken wrongly.

"I-I've long forgotten about it, no one says its name anymore! Why is it that my wife is still a teenager? If we are suitable, age is no longer a barrier. You guys are so good at taking care of my business. Look at yourself, except for Osma, the others are over 30 years old. You guys have no plans to get married or anything? Soon enter the head of four, later I've been pounding grandchildren, you're all still looking for a wife, heh!" ledek Juna is dying. From the look of his face looks satisfied to see them wronged.

"Fuck you, Juna! They are married, so they can boast. Then I'll be the first to kidnap your wife. For 24 hours don't expect me to give it to you!" threaten Serkan's. He felt the most offended because he was older than the others. His heart was pierced by thousands of thorns as Juna insinuated it so.

"Hey, hey, my wife isn't something you can go crazy about!"

"Deal remains a deal. As hard as you argue, there will be no point. Leona, call me Serkan Bey from now on. Tomorrow morning I'll pick you up" Serkan said as he got up and glorified his performance in front of Eleonara (the charms spread).

*Bey is like Mr or Tuan in Indonesian*

"Hey, Serkan!" juna did not accept. The others immediately held him back as Juna was about to get up and make a calculation against Serkan.

"Hahaha, why? Not accept? Want to jotos with me? You are sick, do not force yourself," said Serkan increasingly haughty.

"Eat it, so people don't get too cocky. The three of us are now on Serkan's side. I'll be the second person to kidnap your wife. Leona, call me Emran Bey" said Emran, laughing, satisfied to see Juna helpless because he was sick.

"I have friends like you!" swear Juna while grunting as he saw the muscles of his densely packed arms of his friends were holding him firmly.

"I was the third to kidnap him. Guzelim, call me Osman Bey from now on" seduced Osman as he blinked his eyes flirtatiously.

"Huh, all right, I'm the last one" Zafer said. "Like the others, call me Zafer Bey" he continued, peeking at Eleonara with a slight release of his style glasses.

Eleonara who had closed Moza's ears left-right and as the person concerned could only see Juna and his friends were fussing about him.

However, of all the people who were there, not a single one gave Eleonara an explanation. Eleonara was curious and half dead. Eleonara just has to wait for tomorrow to get the answer.

*Moza has been picked up by David*

Juna and his friends chat until the afternoon and endlessly make fun of Juna who is sick. Despite the delay, they remain understanding and attentive to the sick Juna.

They have now moved into the television room. Spend a lot of snacks while playing games. He said there is free time, because every day is always busy with work. Juna could only watch their preoccupation while lying on the sofa. Of course Eleonara did not forget to pay attention to her intake and medicines as well. As Juna slept, his friends stopped being noisy.

Juna seems not to want his friends to leave even though his friends are annoying and also he is sick in need of rest. Left friend it feels empty again.

"Whose red car is it? Outside blocking the road, someone wanted to enter his house" said Eleonara who was standing in the doorway leading to friends Juna who were still playing games.

"Red car? My car, but .. I'm on a responsibility to play. Zafer, please put my car in" Osman said, focusing on staring at the television screen with his hands busy pressing the game stick.

"You think I'm being idle? Don't you see I'm playing too?" grunts Zafer.

"Send Juna to enter. He was silent from earlier," Serkan chirped with a mocking smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm carefree. You don't have eyes, do you?" reply Juna while covering his entire body with a blanket.

"Oh, then let me. Where's the car keys?" pinta Eleonara sungkan's. He was sweeping the front yard, and there were nagging neighbors, he said a car was blocking the entrance to his house.

"Can you?" ask Osman in doubt.

"Syam has taught him how to drive a car. Don't worry," said Juna with closed eyes.

Osman finally gave Eleonara the car keys and she returned to playing with each other.

Eleonara was sitting behind the wheel with sweat soaking her palms because she used to drive a car that Sham used and now instead drives a car of people.

"No problem, Mr. Sham's car and Osman Bey make no difference. First put the key in the box. Get to know the clutch, brake and gas. The car is in a neutral position now, then turn on the contact," he muttered very carefully.

The car engine was alive, the vibration to make Eleonara's body tremble because it was very anxious.

"OK, make it here," Eleonara murmured as she swept the sweat over her forehead. "Now step on the clutch pedal, move the transmission lever to gear one, lift the foot from the clutch slowly and. Relax, Leona. Focus and be careful."

However, all of a sudden the car was driving towards the gate of Juna's house..

Bruk!

"What's that?!" 😰

Spontaneous Eleonara stepped on the brake pedal, turned off the engine and got off the car with her heart pounding. He checked what he had just hit because the sound of his impact sounded so loud like something had been accidentally smashed into his car. Eleonara was not that fast. He realized his own ability.

"Geez!" Eleonara's face instantly turned pale like a corpse, as if the blood all over her body was being absorbed with nothing left.

A woman with long, wavy brown hair was sitting on the asphalt whimpering to her bloody feet. The fashion is very beautiful with European facial lines.

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CONNECT!!!

Well, who is this woman?

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