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Aira also tidied up his clothes, it really made him ashamed of Martin, inadvertently Martin had felt something belonging to his wife hidden behind his long robe. Martin himself seemed to have misbehaved. Aira decided to leave the field immediately to get drinking water. However, Martin suddenly held Aira's hand and whispered something to his wife.

"Hows it? I won not! our score is twenty blank, it already proves if you lose. Putting the ball into the basket is easy, Aira! Moreover, my opponent is nothing, just like you!" he said in a whispering tone as if Martin's speech was an insinuation.

Aira sighed and said, "Don't underestimate me, Mas! Maybe now you can beat me, but one day I'll beat you!" Aira immediately left behind Martin who seemed to wipe his sweat. Not long after seeing Aira's sister named Fitri suddenly came to Martin while giving a bottle of drink for him.

"It's Om drinking it, earlier Brother Aira told me to give it to Om!" said the girl. Martin accepted it and thanked Fitri. Then Martin opened the bottle and immediately drank the mineral water that Fitri gave him.

Suddenly Fitri said something that made Martin choke. "Of! Love is the same with Aira?"

Spontaneous Martin who was drinking the drink directly from the bottle, suddenly he coughed until he let out tears. Martin tried to calm himself down when he heard Fitri's remarks to him.

"Why can you say that?" martin asked while sitting in a chair. Fitri was seen looking at Martin's face which he thought was very similar to the late Panji.

"Om is really similar to Om Panji! But baby, Om cemen!" he told Martin who appeared to round his eyes.

"Why are you talking like that? Om cemen? How's cemen?" Martin seemed curious as to why Fitri had said that to him.

"Om know, the late Om Panji was very keen to pursue Kak Aira, Om Panji Iaang very much the same Kak Aira, even though Kak Aira continued to try to avoid Om Panji!" said the girl.

"Why did Aira avoid her?" martin asked, getting curious. Then Fitri approached Martin and whispered to Aira's husband's ear. "Om promise, yeah! Don't tell me that, brother!"

Martin nodded and listened carefully to what Fitri had told him.

"Kak Aira was embarrassed, because Kak Aira was from the orphanage, while Om Panji was the son of a rich man, Kak Aira had rejected Om Panji. But, Om Panji even directly asked Kak Aira and asked her to be Om Panji's wife, even Om Panji directly talking to Ms Fatimah, Om! So, Aira did not know if he had been proposed by Om Panji, until suddenly Om Panji came with his parents to seriously propose to Kak Aira officially, Om Panji is a gentleman, Om! Hmm... Om Martin time can not be anyway!" babble Fitri to Marcell who looks to massage his temple.

"Damn it, kid! Besides I'm cemen, he doesn't know yet,"

"I see, Om Martin likes you, Sister Aira! Oh, I did, Om!" chirped the boy while laughing at the expression of Martin's face that looked wrong.

"Eh, boy! If you talk really bad, it is impossible to like your brother, who is making you know, no!" martin said while watching Aira who was talking to Ms. Fatimah, for a moment Martin saw the face of Aira who lately began to bother him, he did not love her. However, suddenly the girl's charm makes Martin a little disturbed, especially he has touched a hidden asset that makes him more curious. Martin did not blink when he saw Aira who was chatting with Ms. Fatimah.

Suddenly he was surprised by the throw of a ball towards his head which was accidentally done by a nursing home child, martin spontaneously fell and made Aira panic who at that time knew if Martin was hit by a ball in his head.

"Mas! My Martin! Wake up, God, you can faint!"

Aira put Martin's head on his lap and patted his cheek, of course Martin felt the fragrance of Aira's delicate perfume, martin was pretending to faint so he knew how Aira would react when he saw her faint.

"This fragrance, makes my head feel relaxed, let alone this ... Astaghfirullah, sin no way! Mas Panji forgive your sister, Mas! I did not mean to take your position, the one who should have the right to sleep on Aira's lap is You, my sin! Uh but she's my wife, not a sin dong!"

After that Martin was taken by several people to be placed on the bed, after which Aira seemed to give oil to Martin's chest to feel a little warm. Aira slowly unbuttoned Martin's shirt, although a little uncomfortable. However, Aira was forced to do so so that her husband could quickly come to his senses.

"Huffftt .. I'm sorry, Mom! I don't mean anything, I just want to put this wind oil on your chest" he said as he said basmalah.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim .. hufftt!" Aira seemed to close her eyes as she sighed deeply, as her palms began to touch and caress the chest of her husband's field, the chest of the field slightly overgrown with fine feathers made Aira slightly turn her face. Martin looked to be peering at his wife's face by opening his eyes slightly, noticing Aira's facial expression as she was touching her skin.

"Hehehe, I'm working on you, Eh .. Kok I like the hell she's caressing these gini, woi's aware Martin, she's not your type girl," muttered Martin who felt his heart thump as the touch of Aira's hand so gently rubbed his chest.

After Aira gave oil to Martin's chest and neck, she tried to resuscitate her husband by applying the oil to Martin's nose area, so that Martin immediately kissed. Aira painstakingly applied the wind oil to Martin's nose. Since the man did not faint, Martin quickly held Aira's hand and opened his eyes as Aira began to put wind oil on her nose. Reacting to what Martin did made Aira very surprised.

"Mas Martin! You're awake!" he said while looking at Martin's face seriously.

"Yes .. but my head is still dizzy! Uh ... what the hell is this, you are deliberately looking for an opportunity, yes! Open my clothes. You're gonna fuck around, aren't you!" Martin seemed to be covering his chest with both hands, much like a girl being coughed up when a man saw the dandyism of his body.

Once again Aira laughed at Martin's silly behavior that made her hilarious, really Panji's sister managed to make Aira laugh freely. Of course not this time Martin saw the dimples adorning Aira's face, as if Martin wanted to always see the smile of Aira that made him more like.

"Fuck you, Martin! Hold your sight, don't let this girl take your heart."

"Alright, Martin! Admit it if you start liking your ex-Sister-in-law! Throw away your prestige, after all she is your wife, she is halal for you."

Martin's two opposing sides, put the man in a dilemma.

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