The Married With Teacher
Plywood Guys

...Sorry if there is tipohhh I just up because it does not edit first...

...Happy reading guys .......

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"Cha, where are you? I've disbanded. Now in the parking lot." Ghea flanked the square object in her ear. Contact the bodyguard who is not in place.

"Ready. I was traveling for a while. I'm there now." Chacha across the street answered.

Ghea rolled her eyes, "okay. I'll wait at the gate. Don't be long, Cha!"

 Then Ghea walked to the front of the gate after previously inserting a mobile phone into her skirt pocket.

Shortly from Ghea standing in front of the school gate, Chacha's black sedan car stopped right in front of her. Ghea's hand opened the passenger door and immediately sat in the seat next to Chacha. “Circular where, Cha?” ghea asked without turning his head, he put a seatbelt on his chest.

Chacha watched from beside him. “Circular area here aya.”

“Oke, Cha, go straight!”

“Go home, or where to go first?”

Ghea really wanted to go to her parents' house. Ghea hadn't been there in a long time. She misses the food that her mother cooked. After the wedding that Ghea had lived for almost a month with Mr. Gery, he had several times to meet with Mama. Besides that Mother and child only communicate via cellular connection only. However, darling, maybe his wish should be put off first. Mr. Gery who before leaving the class said that her husband would wait for her at one of the famous boutiques in Jakarta.

Ghea frowned when Mr. Gery said that. Wanted to ask for and wanted what, but the guy even hunted out of class. In addition to hurry, there happens to be one student who goes back into the classroom because the reason his book missed. Al results now Ghea just follow Mr. Gery who had already left for the boutique with his dirt bike.

“Lo know Casmira boutique no, Cha?” ghea asked who did not answer Chacha's question.

“Butik Casmira?”

“Iya.”

Chacha kept silent for a moment. “Iya tau. You want to go there?” tanyanya after he remembered one of the names of the famous boutique.

“Iya. Gery told me to go there. I don't know what my husband wants to see me there.” Her lips were throbbing together with twitching on both of her shoulders.

Chacha nodded not wanting to ask again. The jet black sedan was moving out of the asphalt road of Garuda school gate. The scorching sun that afternoon made Ghea hot even though he was in a luxury car. Chacha drove the car at a speed of no more than 60 km per hour. Ghea's hand moved to turn on the car's AC, enjoying the cool. Ghea closed her eyes for a moment while leaning back, to ease the heavy feeling lodged in her head.

Chacha looked over for a moment. Smiling silently looked at Ghea who was even asleep. It was heard from his very regular breathing.

“Basic!” decak Chacha then chuckled before the head shook faintly.

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It took 45 minutes for Chacha to arrive in front of the boutique that Ghea mentioned earlier. He parked the car right in front of the two-story building. However, Chacha was confused as he wanted to get off shortly after the seatbelt had been removed. He sighed while looking at Ghea who was still asleep in the seat beside the wheel. Chacha directs his hand to wake Ghea up. And that hand hasn't touched it yet, Chacha has pulled it back. The bodyguard Ghea was feeling uneasy. He better get out. Letting Ghea wake up on her own.

Only then did Chacha close the car door after he had previously set both feet on the paving block, the cellphone stored in the pocket of his jeans rang loudly. Chacha clucked while reaching for his advanced thing. “Ya, Sir?” chacha exclaimed at the caller across there who was none other than Mr. Gery.

“It's here, sir, but Ghea is sleeping in the car, sir. I dare not wake him. Looks like Ghea soy sauce, sir,” said Chacha when Mr. Gery asked them where they are, whether they have arrived or not.

“Ready, Sir.” Then the cellular connection was closed. Gery told him to wait. Don't wake Ghea too!

Mr. Gery walks behind a boutique glass door that opens on auto. Putting one hand on his pants pocket, he approached his sedan car which has been used by Ghea for a month.

“Pak.” Chacha nodded politely. Mr. Gery is not bullying. He is always flat and cold to others, which sometimes makes the person feel ignored even though the reality is true. And this time it happened to the pretty girl's bodyguard. But Chacha did not bother. He was relaxing. His intention, just to work and make money.

That muscular burly hand opened the car door wide. Opening the seat belt attached to Ghea's chest. Then without a second thought raised the girl's body out of the car. Mr. Gery closed the car door back with his feet.

“You wait here!” he said to Chacha when he saw his legs wanted to step.

“Iya, sir,” he replied with a cengo face. Because, Chacha has not stepped foot but Mr. Gery has told him to shut up first. It was as if Chacha wanted to follow him.

Howdy time a guy?

fortunately, at that time Ghea fell asleep very soundly in Mr. Gery's arms. If only Ghea could remember and wake up. Maybe Ghea had jumped from her husband's arms. Shame, of course, because many pairs that from earlier still looked at the back of Mr. Gery until it disappeared behind the door. Mr. Gery entered into a room with a door leaf that contained the writing of the Director.

“Weh weh weh .. stop-stop! You bring ready, huh, Ger?” a bloke. Style of stay cool. Hair drizzle and do not forget, he looks handsome and looks very nice. He, getting up from behind his chair and then walked over to Mr. Gery while pointing one hand at Mr. Gery, a sign that the man forbade Mr. Gery to bring the person in his trunk into the room.

“Don't say much! Open door!” Instead of answering the guy's question, Gery told him to open another door in the workspace.

“Ehh ... is this bini lo? Why is he the same, Bro?” Asked in front of Mr. Gery who was showing his upset face. Believe it or not, even though Mr. Gery has an okay body, stocky and perfect with prominent muscles that are visible in some parts of his body. Now both of his hands felt very sore and even linu. Ghea's body is so heavy, eat what, the hell, girl?

“Buruan!” fierce Mr. Gery ended with a grouchy decision.

“Casual, Bro! No patience, I have this one.” His grunts, but no doubt he opened the door of the room in the workspace for Mr. Gery.

“Hey, you don't make stains in my room!” decaknya chuckled amusedly. Forget it if Mr. Gery and Ghea are halal. Free to do anything.

Mr. Gery is not bullying. He laid Ghea's body on the bed. The vow. Ghea was already rich polar bears just did not move at all. Really tired maybe that chick's body.

“Ain where?” Mr. Gery asked as he moved his hand. Stretching the muscles of both hands, after covering a part of Ghea's body.

“Gue here. Why lo? I think I haven't seen you in an hour.” Adi snuck out of the door. He had just entered the workspace of the boutique director who had that name. Stand up while pocketing both hands on a jeans pocket worn with one shoulder that rests on the side of the door.

Mr. Gery and the guy who had the title of boutique director turned to him with a spontaneous movement.

“My surprise. swear.” The director said very dramatically with a hand that touched his chest. “If ya kek gini jelangkung, nih.” Show it to Adi. “Invited home not delivered.” Then chuckle. While Adi just clucked no matter.

Mr. Gery got up, he came out of the room followed by Adi and Ilham - the boutique director named Casmira and closed the door so as not to disturb Ghea who was sleeping.

Mr. Gery sat on the long sofa in the corner of the room. Adi sat next to him, while Ilham stood leaning against a square table that was none other than his work desk. With both hands folded and one leg crossed. The style of Inspiration really looks cool.

“Where? You sure you want a party, Ger?” Inspiration asked. His face was a serious face.

“Hem,” replied Mr. Gery, muttering softly.

“Ck. Sure you want to be this party bait?” ask Inspiration again.

“Hem.” Mr. Gery just replied with a slow mutter as if he had no interest at all to answer the question of Inspiration.

“Elah ... nih, the person from earlier replied ham hem ham hem mulu. Is there no other vocabulary? the wall is very thick. Mending it there Ghea want to be made bini same rich plywood guy lo, Men.”

Mr. Gery doesn't budge at all. He preferred to stay still and then stand up and walk to the side of the open window. Standing there while looking at the blue sky that this afternoon looks very bright.not to forget with both hands in the pocket of cloth pants that wrap the long legs of the man. No less handsome and cool than an Insham the boutique director of Casmira.

“Oke-oke .. lupain aja same face plywood lo it.” Ilham approached towards the sofa and sat down beside Adi.

Adi just chuckled. There is no intention to overcome inspiration.

“Lo sure that this will work? If not? You're wasting money, Bro!”

Adi who was just silent, now the hand spontaneously hit the back of the head of Inspiration.

“Heh, Hamid, you forget who this guy tenen lo this one? Heh?” show Adi to Ilham.

Hamid is Adi's favorite call to Ilham.

TB

huaaahuaaa I want to cry guys. It's sorry his late ups weren't as intentional as the. In the area I've been dead two days mulu lights. Where long after the lights die.hiiii become gini deh. Up her long. Sorry yes. Healthy healthy kalean. I love a lot for Kalean. Cipoxxx away from me. hahaha

Seizies

The amateur writer who was upset because of the wae lights off. Wifi dead data limit generator does not have hapenya run out of battery mulu. Hihiiiii