The Married With Teacher
Master Aja!

Sorry if there's a typo. I didn't edit the problem. Post it directly.

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“Betewe, it's Alvin who can tell you that he's Fara's sister?” Does he know I'm your husband?”

The car driven by Mr. Gery stopped right when the red light was on. he turned to Ghea who was playing his phone. One hand was still in the roundabout while the other was directed to get rid of Ghea's hair that was blocking her face. Tuck it behind the ear so that Mr. Gery can see the beautiful face from the side.

Ghea smiled sweetly, lowered her phone and turned her head. He was wearing a plain white T-shirt wrapped in a navy jeans jacket and long jeans in line with the color of his jacket.

“I also don't know why he can tell me the same story. Believe it.” Ghea grimaced to remember how Alvin's facial expression was when he was talking to Ghea about her brother Fara,

“But I've been waiting for him anyway so as not to say the same to others about our relationship.”

Mr. Gery was still watching Ghea before then he stepped on the accelerator slowly as the car in front of him advanced slowly.

“You are calm do not need to parnoan what else jealousy is! Not your style you really know, Mas?” Ghea chuckles.”

Mr. Gery did not answer again. His eyes went back to the front. However, his mind was divided with that guy named Alvin.

Mr. Gery thought and was suspicious of the guy. Why did Alvin tell Ghea and how did he know Ghea and Gery were married? Then what is the reason for Alvin to change schools when the final semester exam will take place and soon graduation will be held.

Can't be allowed.

Mr. Gery has to find out who Alvin is and what his true purpose is.

Don't let Mr. Gery fail and get himself and Ghea in trouble again.

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What the hell can't Mr. Gery do for his wife.

He who is honestly not used to wandering in the center of the conversation, eh now even pinching some paperbags belonging to the special girl in both hands. Usually the guy before marriage, if you need something always Adi who became his hands and feet. And now it's just the opposite. It became the hands and feet of Ghea. Tell me this is a first for Mr. Gery. He was happy to do it as long as Ghea was alone.

“Ghe, what else are you looking for? It was full of his shopping. What else do you want?”

Not enough also apparently a Ghea with all the goods that he had bought. From clothes, shoes and some lipstick. Oh don't forget the limited edition sling bag.

“Aduh, Mas .. from earlier you protested mulu deh,” he replied with both hands who continue to choose clothes that hang in the hanger. Ghea put one of the clothes on her front body and felt that Ghea did not fit will hang it back on the hanger. But it doesn't seem to exist. Seen from his face that frowned then clucked like a person who was upset.

Ghea walked back on another stand hanger. While Mr. Gery faithfully follows her from behind the girl's back.

“Hungary, Ghe.” His whisper was right into Ghea's ear.

Ghea. Rubbing his ears violently while turning spontaneously. “Mas. Geli ihhh ..”

“Hunger, Ghe. Eat first yuk!” invite him by showing a face that is clear.

Uh Ghea so no heart. “Judah. But then continue again yes. You see, I haven't found another shirt.”

“What's a rich shirt like, Ghe? This ...” Mr. Gery raised both his hands. Show that paperbag to Ghea. “Udah many shirts you bought.”

Ghea stepped away from the clothing store. Gery's sir is following him. “Ih, Mas. That makes me go out. Here I look for clothes I wear at home.” Stop stepping. Ghea looked back where Mr. Gery was following him. Then put both hands on the guy's arm.

Hearing her husband's disdainful words, Ghea's reflexes presented her with a heat stroke on her stomach. “Wh what the hell, Mas? Masteries? Wealthy housewives just know not?”

“Yes biarin dong. You are a housewife, right?” Not to lose. Mr. Gery just like fun teasing him.

“Not. Still a boy too,” he said chuckling. Like what was at the house Gery said, right?

The boy.

“Yes anyway if at home do not need to wear a shirt let alone rich jeans now you wear this!”

Both arrived at a Japanese restaurant. Mr. Gery pulled a chair for Ghea who was directly seated by the girl.

“Why?” Ghea asked folding both of her hands on the table.

Mr. Gery sat down after keeping all the paperbags beside the table he occupied. He leaned his face and folded his hands. Follow the style of the wife.

Mr. Gery clucked. Looks like it needs a re-broadcast with the sentence that he has uttered earlier. “Let me easily enter it. Just open it under the negligence. Continue where you can also be. on the sofa, kitchen or want to be in-”

“Ih .. Mas. What the hell? How do you say it's getting more perverted? Later heard by people!”

Then Mr. Gery chuckled amusedly at the face of Ghea who met.

TING'S.

One message went to Mr. Gery's cell phone. Then the hand reached into his pocket. Opening the short message then his gaze surrounded every corner of the restaurant he was visiting with Ghea.

+6285778899xxx

Ten who again make good memories with his beloved wife.

Shit!

TB

Enjoy gang. Don't get confused and don't get bored. Huhuuu

Take it easy, Mr. Ger, and Ghea is already one heart to death, yekannn. hihii

......I'm down betewe gengssss. Because what? because I'm confused about cooking fried noodles or instant noodles, right? hihi......

Yeudah do not think. Like the same comment a lot. Love the gift too. Doesn't mean I'm mah. The sincere ones are yes. Huhuu

I also opened the story of Dear Ashley. The story will be different. hehee

**seizy

The amateur writer

who else needs something different**