
After making sure Dylan's face was dry, Akifa gave the pajamas she had taken in the wardrobe. Dylan received the pajamas happily and went back into the bathroom.
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Dylan slowly climbed onto the bed. He kissed Akifa on the forehead at a glance who was sitting leaning on the back of the bed and then lying down
Akifa reached out and stroked Dylan's head “Capek bangat well mas?”
While closing his eyes, Dylan replied “Iya, the body of the mas is also sore.”
Akifa so do not have the heart to see Dylan who looks tired “Sini let me pijitin well, mas sleep ajah.” Finally, she decided to offer massage services to her husband
Dylan opened his eyelids, then smiled ignorantly “Massage plus-plus?” Down the eyebrows
“Hold you mas massage plus-plus. Already mending mas sleeping again late, let me pijitin.” He flipped Dylan's body into a brow and began to massage his Husband's back
Dylan smiles “Then tired just stop.”
Akifa nodded “Iya mas.”
The crossbreed man closed his eyes enjoying a hand massage from Akifa “Enak Fa. Apparently you are talented too yah.”
“Hahaha yes dong, Akifa so loh.”
“Bottom dikit,” Akifa comply “Even experience yah?”
“Experience or not, indeed my hands are magical.” Puffing his chest with pride
“Good, why not open a mobile massage service? Akh.. Fa.” He felt his waist in a small pinch, it hurt!
Snort “You are ajah who open a mobile massage service while carrying massage oil!” Took the pity that she had just given him at Dylan's waist
Dylan smiled feeling the soft hand elusan of Akifa. This wife! It looks terrible but still loves him. Just look now, the massage is softer and more delicious.
“By also tuh, good enough to add income.”
“Your package, mas!” the woman no longer wanted to argue
Dylan laughs “We are both traveling Massage agents only Ifa, he said your hands are magical ‘kan. Surely many like your massage.”
“Astagfirullah mas. don't make me high blood. Been silent! He said tired, why so bacot anyway.”
“Iya. yes.. His wife mas the cetar membjana.”
“Iya dong, Akifa. The twins Rose.”
Dylan turned his eyeballs to hear that but no doubt he still chuckled at hearing it. After that Dylan was silent and enjoyed a gentle massage of Akifa.
This is their relationship, they are like friends but husbands at the same time. Funny right?
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The car arrived at the campus gate, Akifa took off the seatbelt that he used “Mas I entered first yah.”
Dylan just kept quiet, he thought of something until suddenly his hand stuck out to Akifa's face “Don't forget something?” Raising next to the eyebrows while stealing a glance into his hand
Akifa's eyebrows blend together. Seconds later “Hahahha mas. mas. apparently this is what you have been referring to. Ckckkc.” Take Dylan's hand and kiss him
Dylan smiled, but something stuck out from Akifa “What do you mean?”
“Yeee pretends to forget again. Every morning mas always say there is forgetfulness, I think my goods are forgetfulness. Apparently you asked in salim mas, said dong. Do not use the codes of all rich girls. Ribet!”
Dylan gave a smile hearing that. Who's the girl here, actually? But the words of Akifa are also true, why hasn't he said them all this time? So don't have to wait until almost a month to get a kiss on hand.
“Udah well mas, I enter first.” He held the car door and opened it a little
“Wait a minute.”
Akifa's hand movements stopped, without closing the car door again she turned to see her husband “What's mas?”
“Cek your account, mas already send a living mas for you.”
Akifa smiled wide “Ready to do!” He was immediately excited to hear that. “Udah no?”
Dylan nodded, and Akifa turned back. Dylan thought a little until he re-opened his voice “Wait a minute.”
The lady with the checkered shirt and coated cardigan turned around “What else mas?”
Dylan said nothing and immediately pulled the nape of Akifa, anchored a kiss there “Mas forgot to take rations here.” His whisper still stuck his lips together
Blush...
Akifa pulled the body away “A. what the hell mas, I went down first. Assalamu'alaikum.” Turn around and just leave
Dylan chuckled, he closed the door. Smile on the lips when remembering the reddened face Akifa “Awarming.” Turn the wheel to the hospital
Akifa walked with quick steps, all face flushed like a boiled crab. He took a deep breath before he finally entered the classroom
One by one Akifa's classmates entered. He chuckled in search of a Winda who did not see the trunk of his nose
“Tumben tuh child has not arrived.” Mumbled
“Eh? Shela, see Winda not?” Akifa asked Shela, the classmate sitting in front of her
“So I saw in the canteen.”
“Oh yes thanks yah.” Shela just nodded in response.
Akifa grunts “Ckckck fast crash no look. In the canteen apparently!”
Not long before I saw Winda go inside. He then sat next to Akifa “Masih morning already canteen ajah.”
Winda just shut up and sat in his place. He looked at Akifa with a Memicing gaze “Gue wait for your explanation, damn it!” Sneak it with a slow hissing. He did not want to discuss anything first because the lecturer had entered.
What he gave the word froze. Whatisthis? Why is Vinda so angry with him?
Akifa chose to focus on what the lecturer said first, then he asked. What's with his best friend?
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While drinking sweet iced tea, Akifa looked at the late-goal of Winda who was drinking coconut ice from his original coconut. It seems like he is really angry.
Brakk..
Put a coconut shell on the table with rough while rubbing his lips rough and original.
Akifa pranced in surprise, but he still noticed the Winda who seemed to be really angry with him.
“There's ap.._”
“Actually you consider me what the hell Fa!” He looked very sad, even though no tears had fallen
Akifa's forehead wrinkled in “What the heck! Gaje bang__”
“I think our relationship is special.” Dropped his head on the table as his hands slammed the table. He looks very hurt
Twisting the eyeball, lazy to see the behavior of his best friend. What the heck, Akifa thought Winda would talk seriously! Why cosplay is Patrick!
Seen Winda steal a look at Akifa who is now staring at him flat “Do not act! You don't fit into an artist.” Chestplate
Winda snorted, then he woke up and tidied up his short hair. Exhaling deeply “Mending you honestly ajah deh Ifa.” Now Winda looks serious
“What honesty? I don't understand.”
“About the story of your friend who married his sister-in-law, it's a lie ‘kan!”
Akifa fell silent, before answering he had to prepare an answer that could fool Winda “Why I should lie. What's the point of trying to lie.” He gave up, shrugged both shoulders.
Once again heard a long sigh from the lips of Winda “Tadi morning, you were among your sister-in-law to campus ‘kan?” Akifa nodded in response
“Gue see everything Ifa! The story about your friend is a lie! It's all just your wits cheating with your sister-in-law ‘kan,” Sentak Winda
Degs..
“A.. what do you mean?! Don't accuse me of being careless!” He certainly does not want to be blamed
“Alah.. don't dodge anymore! I'm sure you can't be your own sister-in-law's affair, which means your ‘mate’ story doesn't exist. It's all just your wits, because actually the story is your own story!”
Again, Akifa flinched! How could Linda know everything?
“Udah, honestly ajah time! I'm not angry either! I'm angry because you didn't tell me when we were bestie. I don't think I know you don't!” The words of Vinda certainly sound emotional in the ears of Akifa, but anyone who does not know Vinda well will certainly be deceived. But not with Akifa who already know the disgrace of each.
Winda is a friend from Akifa's kindergarten!
Sighing deeply “Sorry, I don't mean to hide. But don't be happy also times.”
“If you're curious about how the story is, I've told you everything, but I'm not the cast.”
Winda rubbing rough face “Crazy! Why can mbak Indah tell you rich so!”
Lifting both shoulders “Say about Momongan! Haiisss hand over I do not care, as long as it can escape as soon as possible from this marriage I am happy!” Of course it's a lie. Imagine going to part with Dylan alone now he is not able to.
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