Testamentary Wedding
Meet Papa Jesica

"Astaghfiullah!" Dion and Prana speak compactly.

The two of them immediately stopped their footsteps simultaneously. Both pairs of eyeballs were directly rounded by itself.

The next second, Dion closed his eyes with both hands. "Anj! I don't want to look. No! Don't want any!" he said streak while turning his body.

The room lights were not yet turned on. Anggi's room was shrouded in darkness and a strange smell. However, the two humans seemed to have been able to guess what had actually happened earlier.

"Yon! Lo what the hell? He said you want to nemenin me, kok so want to play run away lo," grumbled Prana upset because his male friend was always annoying.

Without a warning Prana immediately pulled the collar of Dion's shirt at the back so that the boy's rancid not run away from there.

"It's humiliating. Uh! I can't, Pre. Camp lo emang. Why is it that I'm all at all? After all, your own wife," protested Dion would not lose. What happens when he sees everything with his own eyes? Just imagining it is ridiculous.

"What the hell, you fuckin' fuckin' me. Kan, you said yourself. It's been checked, how do you play just stay." Prana was solid on her initial purpose. Dion is annoying. Who suggested who? Who escaped first, too?

"If I were in a story, fix me would not want to be placed in this scene. Anj*r! And you're as good as me throwing me into this problem," said Dion increasingly upset because Prana continues to force it. He still felt creepy ever since he entered the big room.

"Emang camphor that enters us into a story scene like gini. Don't think how crazy we are?" Prana protested again. The guy also repeatedly put his shoulder amusedly.

"Yeah! Your own wife, amused period? Strange lo emang," said Dion, then tore Prana's head.

Meanwhile, Prana also did not stay silent and retaliated by not losing out hard. "Gue himself was a belom ever the same Anggi. Yes I am tickled, Nyet!" he said with all his innocence.

Dion who heard that immediately laughed loosely and quickly the shameless mouth was silenced by Prana's hand. "Could it not be, lo? My wife's whimpering awhile," he remembers with his eyes whizzing.

"You're as brash as I am, Pre. Smelly hands just proud you play taroh in my nose the same mouth. You know what, how many years' marriage, but not yet." Dion is back giggling. However, the oddity was now put on his orders by the guy in front of him.

Prana immediately kissed both palms in turn. Sure enough, his hands stink. Maybe, because he forgot to wash his hands with soap after eating at the office earlier. The Mahaprana Virgo. The bulls, but the stench is stale!

"Yes, huh?" Prana is riding a horse.

"Yes mangap (sorry). I forgot not to use the soap before," he said still with his innocent snort.

"Father on you! It's handsome, but it stinks. Let what try? Proudly lo? If I am a girl, I'm very much the same stinky guy rich lo. The same bright Dion who is handsome maximum and fragrant throughout the day." Dion inhaled as much air as possible while closing his eyes. It was like a scene in a television commercial.

"But! What scented handsome thing, lo? Pretend to forget, Mas used to be a wry tenth class time (sepirit) in whose pants, huh? Who the hell? I forgot his name. Then that time where the ceremony is again. And because of him, the ceremony suddenly disperse because people can not stand the smell of the spirit. Who the hell was that rich Yon?" Prana folded her hands in front of her chest. He pretended to forget to insinuate the man standing in front of him now.

"G*plek, let's go!" Again, Dion shakes the handsome guy's head, causing him to complain of pain.

"No need to disgrace here, Bambang! The reader knows, anjr*t!" angry protests.

Meanwhile, Prana can only be shameless whiny. "Yes, my goal is a rich dialogue let me know how rich you really are. A handsome guy, but beuh. Don't ask," his lips made Dion frown.

"Udah-ud. Why even talk about cepirit? Take care of your wife first, b*go!" Dion scolded Prana as their chatter grew more and more slurred, ngalor-ngidul.

"Who is it, Bambang?"

"Sttts. Diem! His voice became clearer, njr*t!" said Dion as the voice grew more and more crazily heard in his ears.

And Prana certainly heard it clearly. "Yon, I'm scared" he said, hugging his friend's arm.

"What the hell, you just hold it! Not mahram. My jijay," said Dion shamelessly indeed.

"Why don't we light the lights anyway, Yon? Ribet," cried Prana.

Dion frowned. "Well, whose fault is it, Nyet? How I got hit, too" the protest was confused.

"Yes, you light the lights aja sono. I'm mager. Lo anyway, make a big room very. So, it's the lights at a distance," grumbled Dion annoyed and amazed who became one. The room is large and large. However, in such a case it makes it even more difficult.

"Ngongkon, nengken, sent, lo yes same me." Prana squinted her eyes at Dion who was replied by a blink of an eye by the guy.

*ngongkon, ngengken, ngutus (meaning the same): told

"Kelar kaga's spout driver?" said Dion began to lazy to respond to his best friend. Who's wrong here?

"Yes-yes," answered Prana no less lazy then immediately walked to the light switch at the end of the room near the door there.

And, Tara! Everything seems clearer now. However, the two humans actually simultaneously closed both eyes. I don't know what about those weird guys. His behavior is always unclear.

"Where, Pre?"

"Where's what?"

"Well, I don't know, M*nyet."

"Well, what the hell is this? Where are you going?"

"Gue's not going anywhere, Bambang. Where the hell are you?"

"Gue tetep here from earlier, k*mpret."

"Yeah."

Yes, one screaming voice that sounded shrill and screeching the eardrum managed to make Prana and Dion jump in shock simultaneously. Both of them slowly opened their eyes.

"Darling? What are you doing?" prana asked with her clumsy face.

"Why, Anggia Soraya?" Dion chimed in.

The three humans were both looking at each other with their questioning gazes. Especially with Anggi who knows nothing at all.

"Well, I should be here asking. What'd y'all do? Play nyelonong enter the room, without knocking without anything," asked Anggi back in a tone that hinted at his confusion.

Prana immediately approached his wife who was sitting on a large sofa beside the bed. The cowom then looked at the object in front of Anggi.

"What have you been doing?" he turned to his wife's bed. The curve is also still visible covered with a thick blanket.

"Eat tofu lontong, Mas. What the hell are you? Suddenly come here. Where does Dion everything," asked Anggi still with a frown on his forehead.

"Well, what the hell is this, anj*r?" said Dion approached the two while pointing at the suspicious curve on Anggi's bed.

"Huh-huh." Anggi fanned his hot tongue because he had just finished his dinner with his favorite tofu.

"What the hell, you guys? It's not clear," said Anggi then rose up, grabbed a glass of milk on the nightstand and immediately sipped it until it was out of sight.

"What's this, honey?" prana asked increasingly curious because of something on the bed.

Anggi frowned and then walked slowly towards the jumbo-sized mattress in the middle of the room.

"This?" Anggi's hand pointed at the indentation that the two guys were referring to.

Dion and Prana immediately nodded simultaneously. Meanwhile, Anggi can only shake his head to see the two's absurd behavior.

"Now, look at yourself." The dog quickly pulled the blanket.

The three people immediately cengo saw him. They were completely inexhaustible with what he had seen in front of them.

"Campr*ttt! Mating cat turned out?" Prana and Dion face each other compactly and curse together. What the fuck? Just because the cat mates and Anggi who eat spicy tofu alone they immediately think negatively? Embarrassing.

"Astaghfiullah! I don't know if they are anymore. I thought girls. It's the girls?" Anggi said with his plain face.

"Oh my God, honey. You've worried us from before. Whose cat is this? How can you bring it here?" prana asked with an indefinable feeling.

"So I found you in front of the house. Yes, I took it from nothing. They know they're brazen because they play mating in my bed." Anggi ruffled his waist while looking at the two shameless cats.

Dion head bobbles. "really embarrassing. You all dragged me into this kind of situation? Unforgivable. Okay, I'm going out. Again, embarrassing!" he concluded and immediately came out of the room with a bent face.

On the other hand, Prana could only scowl looking at Anggi. Meanwhile, his wife could only shake her head slowly.

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