The Father Boy
ALA73'S CHAT. Chandra comfortable
"But Canda, from new experience to boredom there's a process." Givan watched his wife enjoying the heat of the noodles.
"Skill," replied Canda briefly.
"Women have skills?" Chandra scratched his head to see his mother's answer.
"There was. It used to be Ceysa's father, the itchy Biyung. Even for two weeks, he did not ask for a relationship. Asked, not wanted he said. Because he thinks, s**s are not the main need. That's how it is, but she's normal, likes girls." Canda was so easy to say that, without thinking about her husband's veins that immediately stood out from annoyance.
"Well, did I miss Lendra's mangge? I'm not his descendant." Chandra rubbed the fine feathers on her chin.
"Try to get a room, at the grandma's inn first. If it does not work, try a vacation in the upper area. There's a lot of fila in there, right?" Givan tries to disguise his frustration in front of his son. He could not fuss with his wife in front of his son, just because of jealousy.
"Tonight, Dad? Funny to take accommodation in your own area." Chandra chuckles crisply.
"Yes, tomorrow go to the top. Think of a business opportunity there. Maybe, get an idea." Givan watched his wife eat so voraciously without offering him that.
"Can you, Dad?" He was worried that his father was angry.
"May, send it to Dad twenty. Five jutanya, you use it for a two-day vacation anyway. I'll talk to the ashes tomorrow, let's go straight to work." Givan propped his head up with both hands, then leaned comfortably on the sofa watching his wife.
"okay, Dad. I'm sure it's enough, Dad." Chandra felt, he would not be as wasteful as that.
"Be careful, by the way. I had two kids, with one babysitter and Biyung to the children's play area and games. Dad until it runs out one million three hundred for his ticket, fill up the balance of his playing card, until it repeats with that amount. Not having lunch, buy something else." Givan has memorized the financial risks of taking his wife for a walk.
"No, Izza is no grandiose." Chandra felt most knowledgeable about Izza. In fact, Izza held back her ego from buying this and that during a walk with her lover.
"Yes, I know women best." Givan smiled wryly, with a glance at his son.
"I'm the room first, huh, Dad? I'll send you proof of transfer." Chandra fixed the location of his laptop that was still on.
"Okay, happy fighting. The grandson of a boy? If you get a grandson, you're great." Givan laughed amusedly, as a shy hue was seen on his son's face.
"What does this have to do, Mom?" Chandra glanced at her husband, along with the spoon that would go into her mouth.
"If the boys are, the doctor said…. Her ovaries are out of the ovaries. So, it makes it easier to meet men's water. On condition, the woman frank***g is amazing and gets her kl*max." Givan approaches his wife's noodle bowl.
"I go out every time I play, but the girls are all." Canda let her husband taste his instant noodles.
"More, fate. That's according to science." Givan feeds his wife the noodles.
"Why do you want a grandson?" Canda looked at the face of her husband who was eating.
"Penerus Chandra's. The grandson of a boy, is preferred here. You know that for yourself, Canda. What about Ghifar, what about Chandra, right?" Givan put the spoon into his wife's bowl.
He only wanted to taste a few bribes.
"Yes, Mas." Canda continued his activities eating the instant noodles.
"Tonight you have to move, Canda. Eat a lot, let's not drown." Givan went back to where he was.
Canda looked confused at her husband. "Well?'
Canda poked his shoulders, he didn't bother about it. See later, he does not want it to be a burden on his mind that reduces the pleasure of eating instant noodles.
"Send to dad for what?" Izza watched her husband's phone screen, which was her husband's concern.
"Rahab house, Deck. I'm sure it won't be enough, but I said count the wedding costs." Chandra immediately sent the proof of the transfer to his father, after he finished sending twenty million in his father's account.
[Okay.] The reply was received from Givan.
Cup….
Izza gave one kiss on her husband's left cheek. He smiled broadly, as Chandra glanced at him.
"Tomorrow we'll go on holiday to the upper regions, I'll ask for a grandson." Chandra kissed his wife, by pressing his wife's nose.
"What if she had a girl?" Izza was worried that her in-laws' wishes could not be fulfilled.
"We do it again, until we get a man." Chandra laughed amusedly, kissing his wife's cheek.
"Do you want a lot of kids?" Izza was worried that it would become the demands of the Chandra family, which is a large family with many descendants.
"It depends on the windfall. Biyung wasn't planning on having a lot of kids, Dek. That's a fortune for biyung and father, because they had separated too. The presence of the children again, will tighten them even more." Chandra rubbed his wife's hip.
But it was comfortable that he got.
"Yes, so if you want a divorce remember the child again." Izza wished her husband's hand to play.
"It's really me, Za." Chandra had already closed his eyes on his wife's shoulder.
Izza sighed. She did not understand the circumstances of her husband, at first glance she thought that her husband glanced at a woman who was more attractive than him. However, his trust will be Chandra who survives with him ten years ago. Make him always get confidence, if Chandra won't be like that.
"Have you hurt, Bang?" Izza lay sideways facing her husband.
"No, just sleepy." Chandra opened her eyes as much as possible. He is difficult to withstand his drowsiness, if it is at his comfort point.
"Kok so on? I'm offended. Am I not beautiful? My chest is less big?" Izza tried to realize her own circumstances, before accusing her husband more deeply.
"No, Za. Come on, just sleep first. We'll talk about the holidays tomorrow." Chandra doesn't want to argue right now.
Izza starts to get inflamed, it's been almost ten days of marriage but Chandra looks to be getting worse and worse. "Would sleep first." Izza pulled out his blankets, then his feet came down one by one from the bed.
"Hm, don't stay up." Chandra doesn't understand if his wife isn't okay. He thought that his wife was not sleepy.
Izza picked up his phone, he sat on a long sofa that was near the window of their room. He peered out the window, quiet and a little drizzle. He closed the curtain again, trying to focus on his phone.
It opens a social media app with a blue logo. The first homepage news that appeared was about her husband's account marked by a woman.To be honest, Izza had been suspicious of the account since long ago. However, her husband only said that the woman was his college friend.
Photos of her husband and several women together, the spotlight of her eyes a few minutes from now. Before this, nothing was suspicious. Because the photos that mark Chandra are always photos together, not photos together with a thick coat and a real snowfall background.
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