Testamentary Wedding
Don't Leave Me (Jesica)

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"Almost same honeymoon wife. Why is God still not allowed?"

Prana slammed her body into that jumbo-sized padded mattress. Tired when you have to think about work in the office and his wife who is sulking. His mind and mood were in chaos at this moment. Her excitation was instantly shattered when Anggi said that she wanted to be away with her husband for a while.

The problem is when is the time? In fact, Prana wants to quickly be able to enjoy quality time with his wife. Especially so far the guy has never really enjoyed alone time together with Anggi.

The guy immediately stroked the chest of his field. "Astaghfirullah, don't complain, Prana. It's not time yet. You need to be more patient." Prana. I don't know what had possessed him, Anggi's husband suddenly could be self-conscious.

He then stood up to take off his office clothes and change into casual clothes. As usual, the guy prefers to wear a plain black t-shirt and training that matches his shirt.

"Did I try Samperin Anggi only once, huh? He said there's no harm in trying, right?" Prana monologues again. His heart was suddenly moved to visit his wife's room.

Arriving in front of Anggi's room, instead of directly knocking on the door, the guy actually pecked on the spot. "Not enter?" he suddenly worried for himself.

Just as her fist reached the door of Anggi's room, Prana suddenly stopped her activity when she heard a strange noise from inside. He tried to bring his right ear closer to the door in front of him. And the guy frowned even more as his ears caught the voice getting clearer.

His heart suddenly thumped when he imagined negative things about his wife.

"Who else is it? His voice is rich... Athaghfirullah! My wife!" Anggi's husband reflexively shouted as the negative thoughts were getting stuck in his head.

"Woy! What's up, Pre?"

Damnit damnit! The baritone's voice immediately made Prana jump because of shock instead of playing. Who else if not the Troublemaker, Dion? That guy always was. Play get into people's homes without greetings without anything. But, indeed Prana always allows it so and it is not a problem at all.

"Anj! You surprise me, Monkey!" Prana spontaneous swearing. Of course he was upset with Dion who suddenly entered his house and immediately made him surprised.

Instead of feeling guilty, Dion was shameless. The nosy man then approached Prana who was still standing with a bent face in front of the room door.

"Ngapain anyway, lo? Rich people lack jobs? Uh, wait. Whose room is this? Oho! Don't you want to get a taste of ART lo the Ijah, huh? Wah-wah, not really this. I report to Anggi lo." Dion keeps raiding no direction. Humans are unique, that is how they are.

Prana who heard the slanderous sentence that Dion addressed to her was directly stuck to the head of the guy in front of her mercilessly while putting on a furious face. "Lo son, just recriminate. Crazy time I get my own ART," he replied annoyed.

Dion immediately giggled again. That guy is indeed a champion to make people snarl. "Sick is also ya sticking from lo," he said as he rubbed his head.

"Well, what do you think, Brother Gogo?" ask again while folding both hands in front of the chest.

"Cocky Gogo?"

"Can, Mahaprana Virgo. Virgos. Gogo," Dion said consecutively with his serious facial features.

Again, Prana clings to that shitty human head. "Gogo mbahmu!" he gripped and again made Dion cry in his place.

"Now, try to get your ears out here" Prana told him as she forced Dion's head to approach the door in front of them.

"Sick, g*block! When the hell, can you pay attention to me for a second? I'm human too, Bang." Now it's Dion's turn to curse because Prana just pulled his head.

"Sttts. Dengerin well," said Prana again, making Dion immediately respond to him seriously.

"What the hell? My men don't hear anything," I'm an honest Dion. The man did not catch any sound in his ears.

Prana's clucking soon. "Gee! You're good dong, K*nyuk!" he said as he continued to stick Dion's head on the door. Stupidly, Prana's friend just complies.

Prana's shaking that head again. "Your bunny! Your mouth can be diem kaga anyway?" Prana gets upset when Dion can't control the sound that comes out of her mouth.

Hearing him, Dion immediately grimaced in oblivion of his foolish actions. Thankfully, no one was there. It can be exhausted by humans who have a plaid stomach in front of him.

In the next instant, Prana instantly turned her mimicry into a sad snobs. "What wife am I doing, huh in the dalem? Was he rich then? As far as I know Anggi is innocent, Yon," he is still with a sad expression he made up.

"Don't be the same next door neighbor?" guess Dion at that. How could he think so hard?

Tanpe waited for another cue, Prana directly hit Dion's lips. "Your sheep! No way, Nyet. I didn't see another guy come in here at all from earlier," she replied confidently.

"Yes, what do you keep doing? Watch that? Yes timing? Anj*ng, I'm ticklish." Dion reflexively flicked his shoulders amusedly. Imagining the no-no makes him want to be nauseous.

"No way, Yon. My wife isn't that rich," I'm Anggi's husband. Either true or just a defense. But, as far as he knows his wife is indeed a super innocent girl.

"Lo can't be guessing, Pra. Why don't you check directly to Dalem?" Dion suddenly saw Prana who was silent and could only guess from here.

"Gue's scared."

"Anj*r, I guess what. Not very gentle!" dion's teasing is as good as his speech.

"Yes already. I'll check it out, okay?"

"From the cake. Bismillah first," said Dion, giggling.

"My Deg-degan, Yon. I hope my wife doesn't really do anything, huh?" said Prana put on a face melas.

Dion who heard that could only laugh crisply. What the fuck is this young couple? Very funny, her heart. "Aamiin bye, Pra," he replied later.

Prana began to turn the door knob of Anggi's room very carefully. His heart was pounding again as he imagined what he would see later. Hope Anggi stays safe.

"Darling?"

The door opened a little and there was no answer at all. However, the voice remained and grew clearer as the two guys started to step in slowly. Prana was in front of the lead, while Dion was stalking behind her.

"Where, Pre? Anj*ng emang lo, dragged me here. Where his voice became clearer. Oh, that's a lot of jijay." Dion flicked his shoulders amusedly. The guy until made goosebumps considering all kinds of negative things in his head.

"Lo I don't think I'm ticklish? Already, lo," orders Prana who immediately managed to make Dion lock his mouth tightly.

"Astaghfiullah!"

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