
"Well, seriously, you? I want to, Thom," Tian said enthusiastically.
"Yes, I'll ask you again tomorrow. It just so happened that he had a meeting together in my office."
"Yes, Thom, will you ask? Thank you, you know. You're so good with me." Tian's face instantly met with red. He looked so happy, but it was not necessarily his recovery or not.
"Ah you're like anyone. We're going to be the students from college really, just the guys who are sometimes arrogant now." Thomi pursed her lips.
"I'm not arrogant, I was busy here and there yesterday, looking for debt, Thom."
Indeed, as long as Tian was married to Fira, every time Thomi took him away or just hung out at the cafe, she always refused. And Fira herself never allowed Tian to go with her friends, she said it was useless. In fact, he himself often had fun with his friends in the mall. But Tian never forbade it.
"Thus, you need a lawyer to take care of your divorce, right? My sister took care of it." His sister Thomi is also a lawyer.
"No, Thom." Tian shook his head. "I'm gonna take care of myself, tomorrow I'm gonna go to court." Not averse, Tian's strong reason was money.
Of course, asking for the services of a lawyer must be paid as well. For now, Tian wants to live frugally and focus on paying his debts one by one so he can pay off quickly.
Life will be much more peaceful if you don't have debt.
"Yes, then I go home first, Ti. It's already night." Thomi grabbed a cup of coffee that he deliberately let stand first so as not to overheat when drunk. Then slowly he took a sip until it ran out and left the waste alone.
"You be careful, yes, thank you again. I'm waiting for the good news tomorrow." Tian immediately stood up when he saw Thomi standing up. They also came out of the house.
"Yes, Ti. Sure." Thomi nodded quickly.
***
The Angga house.
Steven opened the door of his room, then stepped in to approach Citra who was sitting on a chair, in front of the study table. The girl was so focused on the laptop that her husband hugged her in shock.
"Akh!" The image jerks, then wriggles when the nape feels amused because it gets a touch of the tongue from her husband. "Ah ticklish, Om."
"Tasteful jelly, right?" Steven stopped his activity, his hands slowly brushed against his chest. "Some, what are you doing anyway? From after dinner busy mulu same laptop?"
"Smatch my assignment to send, Om. Afraid something's wrong."
"Want me to help you?" Both of Steven's hands have infiltrated into the nightgown, then pull the bra worn by Citra up until it can feel its suppleness.
"Ah, no need," sigh Citra with a body that has bristled. "It's over."
Steven immediately stopped his activities, then straightened his body. "It's good that when you're done, it's time for you to work with me. Let's change clothes, put on the clothes you bought this afternoon. I want to see you wear the tail, Cit."
Stevens stripped all of his clothes, then climbed onto the bed. As if ready to take the fight tonight and see his wife look sexy.
The image stood up, he was somewhat surprised to see Steven's plain body. Quickly he covered the Eagle who was standing with a blanket.
"Before making love and I wear tailed lingerie, I want Om buy me some egg crust first. I'm kepengen." The image caresses her distended stomach.
He wanted to talk to Sisil, then the girl said that she was eating crust eggs.
As a result, Citra imagines and wants now.
"Love it first, just buy a crust of eggs, Cit."
The image shook quickly. "No way, I'll take the crust first. The shell's using duck eggs, Om."
Steven reached out his hand towards the nightstand, he picked up his phone and instantly opened the online food app.
"How many eggs?" steven asked as he looked at Citra.
"I want Om who buys directly, not online," whine Citra while sitting next to Steven, then pecked his left cheek.
"Why is that?"
"I want it to buy directly, Om who buys from the person who sells."
"But it's complicated and must be long. Eat time, Cit," protested Steven who seemed reluctant to buy him. "Let's have her go out for the night, tomorrow you're going to college."
"I'm going to college tomorrow afternoon, so it's safe."
"If you make love first must be long, Om will like to add. I will not focus either." The image quickly pulled his hand, his lips pursed. "Omma, I want to make love while imagining eating egg crust? Don't live dong, it doesn't feel good later."
Steven sighed violently. Lazy actually, but to refuse even it feels unbearable. "Yes, I bought it. But you're home, yeah, wait. Don't come along."
Steven got out of bed, then put on his white short shirt.
"Yes, I'm waiting here."
"Originally, when you go home, you should have changed your clothes, huh? Then, later if you fuck you who rocked on top."
The image nodded quickly. "Ready, Om."
Steven leaned over, then flicked his nightshirt Citra up. "Nyusu a little while, before leaving."
The man immediately took a sip of one of the chest tops and played it. But it was only for a moment, because Citra immediately pushed her body. Afraid Steven might do more.
"Already, Om. That's enough first. Later on if you go home buying egg crust." He tidied up his clothes and rubbed his stomach.
Steven pursed his lips, annoyed actually. But how will you? In the end he too resigned. His feet stepped out of the room. According to the Citra request.
'Ah basic Mahmud, kepennya can not be a momentary. I don't know if my elbows are tense like this. Ready to shake.' Steven groped his property behind his pants. Very hard he.
"Where are you going?" call Juna half-screaming, as he watched Steven pass in front of the living room with a lethargic face.
Juna was sitting next to Angga, watching a horror movie on his laptop.
"How come you haven't come home yet? It's school tomorrow." Steven stopped his steps, then looked at Juna while putting away his hand that had held the Eagle.
"Indeed, what's the problem? Juna's uniform is here tomorrow. And Opa asked Juna to stay again." Juna got off the couch, then approached Steven. "Where are you going?"
"Om gonna go out for a minute."
"You what? Juna's coming."
"You buy the crust of eggs, do not have to come, briefly doang." Steven passed away. But instead Juna ran after him, as well as Angga. Until they arrive at the yard.
"Papa wants to dong too, Stev. Please buy it" said Angga.
"Juna also wants, buy, Om," pinta Juna explained.
The handsome man clucked in annoyance. But now he is leaving with full force. But they even asked to be bought as well, the more upset he was.
Steven wants to buy it in a hurry, so quickly go home and make love to Citra. But if you buy a lot, it will take time. Loving her back and long enough, while now she can't stand it.
"Kok so you guys want to go along, anyway? I want to buy Citra doang," Steven grumbled. "I bought it in a hurry. There's an important task."
Jarwo who was in the security guard post immediately ran over when he saw Steven standing in his car. Soon he went inside, knowing that Steven would want to get out and that the responsibility was to drive for Steven.
"I'm coming, Om," whined Juna as he hugged Steven's body. But the Om immediately released him.
"You come with it later, now Om's busy. Don't make Om angry. Om can get out the horn." Steven just got into the car, without thinking about his nephew's wishes. Then, his car drove out of the gate.
Juna's eyes glazed over at the car, he seemed to be saddened at not being allowed to come along. Angga who saw him immediately called Bejo, asking him to drive them after Steven. Come buy the crust of eggs.
"No need to be sad, Juna's going to buy the same egg crust as Opa," said Angga while stroking Juna's left cheek. They were already sitting in the back seat of the car and had been seen since the boy was pouting.
"Om Steven is stingy, Juna time just can't be. That's his name!" he hugged Angga. Both his hands brushed the shirt, it was obvious that the boy was upset at Steven's attitude of rejecting him.
"Maybe Steven's in a hurry, honey." Angga tried to calm down.
Indeed, Juna typekal a child who likes to come to anyone, as long as the person he knows. In addition, he also asked a lot of questions.
Angga can understand that, because Juna himself has been lacking the affection of a father.
"Hurry what? Just buy some eggs. Anyway, tomorrow Juna wants Opa to be angry with Steven Om. If you can, get circumcised. Like Juna back then, let Steven cry, Opa." Juna immediately imagined when his bird was circumcised 5 months ago. The pain was still there and she was crying too.
"Om Steven is circumcised, Jun. The circumcision time again? Lucky dong."
...Let Opa, let's not ask for mulu rations every mallem 🤣🤣...