The Ex
103. Wagering

Looks like a seductive show husband should be skipped first for tonight. Because suddenly, Ms. Irna told me that she wanted to come to the apartment and planned to stay tonight. Whereas earlier, Zidan had the spirit of four five drove his car to the mall to buy a sexy uniform for Siska.

Zidan continued to cluck in annoyance. His plan fails miserably and while Siska instead laughs jail time at him. It was very satisfying to see the confused Zidan and show off his sulking expression.

"What's? keep laughing yes, very satisfied you wiggly me gini confusion?." Zidan clicked, glancing at Siska from the corner of his eyes that were still focused on the road while driving.

"Hahaha, what do you think? Kira - think I look satisfied?."

"Aish! Ck!."

Siska laughed even more. It's so good to see Zidan like this. "That's a sewot bang. Beware, do not like to be angry - angry, later cepet old loh."

Zidan smiled wryly in return for Siska's ridicule.

"Cih!, look out for you, look at it! next time I'll bales you. When it's your turn to ask for rations, I won't." As if Zidan had determined to threaten Siska, yes even though the threat clearly did not have the slightest effect on Siska.

"Oh, GR! who wants to ask for rations. Usually the one who likes to ask you is not me."

"For this time I will not ask - ask. You think you're the only one who can sell expensive? I can do this too, yeah."

"Oh, I'd like to sell expensive as I do."

"Eh, don't you think I can? Don't mistake you, yang!."

"Oh yeah? Cook anyway? The heat will not last long either. It could have been a good week, this guy was just this afternoon we were so, but now you're confused again, ckckck!."

"Curtain! I am so glad of you, huh?." Zidan did not accept being looked down upon by Siska. His pride began to hurt.

"Emang, I'm not sure, and I guarantee 100 percent you won't be able to do it. You lo who, do not need a week, 2 days just not so, you are like a hot worm." Siska had so memorized Zidan's character, so don't blame her for now being low on Zidan's pride.

"Eh, nantangin. Think I can't really do that? Okay, let's see, who's gonna ask first, me or you." Zidan made Siska's speech a challenge. He thought he wouldn't make it this time. It was very sad for his wife.

"I'm sure I can't, trust me."

Zidan smiled smirk. Not only does Siska know that if he is determined then all things will be in his grasp. "Okay if you don't believe. Come bet. If I can stay longer than you, I ask you to join me in all my will, how?."

"Don't be overconfident baby, not good." And Siska didn't bother with Zidan's words.

"Win it let's bet."

Siska smiled at jail again. "It's also free that the winning bet is definitely me."

"Ck! Let's bet on it."

"Well, what is maksa?."

"Yes, you are too happy for me. So anyway let's bet. 2 weeks, if I can not touch you for 2 weeks, then later you have to obey all my wishes. And vice versa, okay?."

Siska untangled her thin smile while slightly throbbing as well. Sangking do not want to be underestimated, Zidan until the whole thing hit the bet. "Okay, for your sake, than you cry because - because it's not followed by betting."

"Okay, deal!."

And bets are made. And after that, Zidan's smiling face smirk. A myriad of plans were already imprinted in his brain. So don't blame him if later Zidan will deliberately tease Siska out.

A little while later, the car Zidan and Siska boarded finally stopped at the apartment parking area. They got out of the car and walked along, into the loby of the apartment. Stand in front of the elevator for a moment. Wait until the elevator door signs open.

"Where are you?." asked Zidan, at that moment along with the clanging sound of the elevator door which were both, stepped inside.

"A little while more. He said it was still in the Citrus area."

"How many days do you want to stay here?."

"Don't know, 2 days maybe until you return from the seminar."

"Oh." Zidan nodded - nodding.

"Can? This it? Who arrives - comes first - deket?." Zidan interrupts Siska's spoiled treatment of her.

"It's just a doang? cooking is also okay? The feeling of betting is also just make out aja that needs to be held, you why be excessive, ah." And instead of stepping aside, Siska pressed her head against Zidan's arm. Making Zidan can only sigh and ring - a head bobble.

Ting. The elevator door finally opened on the floor of Zidan's apartment. Making Siska and Zidan's footsteps move up and step towards the apartment.

"Well, Mam? How did it arrive?." Siska slightly accelerated her footsteps. His mother was standing at the door and was busy pressing the bell.

"Pantes mama signed - signed from the bell so there is no response, it turns out you just arrived."

"Why did you get to first? didn't you just say it's still in Citrus?." Siska asked again.

"Have you been waiting for Ma?." Zidan interrupted the conversation and greeted Ms. Irna. Kiss the palms of his in-laws too. As well as grabbing Bu Irna's tote bag for her to bring along as well.

"So Mama was wrong to say, should have said in ciputra, uh instead said citrus." replied Ms. Irna, accepting the hand of the daughter-in-law. "Not new." he answered later.

"Yes yuk yuk enter." take Siska after the door of his apartment he opened by pressing the password on the door handle.

"Well, have you eaten?." Siska again asked Ms. Irna, even though she was busy putting her bag and cell phone on the middle room table.

"Udah, before we got here."

"Ma, I put the stuff in the front room." Zidan.

"Yes, thank you."

"Thank God if I've eaten, because I don't have anything. I'm not cooking today." Catch Siska again.

"When you cook, every mama here will say that too. Not got anything, not as hot as cooking. If anything, Zidan would be cooking, not you." Omel Bu Irna who already understands the model of his son like what.

"My mom, I've been knowing this for a month." Siska defended herself. Because that's the truth. Since a month ago after a big fight, Siska really trying to be a good wife. Prepare and serve all souls for beloved husband.

"Yes good dong if that is so, it must be so." replied Ms. Irna without looking at the child who was sitting at the pantry table and focused on looking at the contents of the refrigerator, and then, then nodded - nodding because the contents in the refrigerator was much neater than usual. Likewise, the pantry is cleaner and neater as well.

"There's another impromptu inspection." Siska commented. He knew that his mother was busy checking every corner of his apartment that if there was no one who did not fit would immediately nag.

"Today your apartment is clean just as neat" said Ms. Irna satisfied.

"Well, everyone is cleansed every day, clean."

"There are usually dusty and untidy. What else is your fridge, it's all still in a crackle bag."

Siska geleng - beard gel. Lazy response to ucaoan Bu Irna. After the end, whatever Ms. Irna said.

"The house is a reflection of yourself, if your house is dirty it means that you are a sign that you are dirty. Not clean."

"Yes the name is slob definitely not clean Mam." Siska stuck up, but because of this he even got a blow on the shoulder from Miss Irna.

"You are still a habit if people talk directly answered."

"Well, I'm really, the name is also slovenly, certainly not clean, so what's wrong with my speech?."

"Ih, old mama's sprains are with you."

"Ah, not what - what's already gone first."

And once again one punch landed again in his arms.

"Mama, I love hitting me!."

"Let you diem, don't answer if mama nasehatin you again!."

"Hm!." Siska also throbbed.