Trapped BI*Crazy Widow
The torturous weekend
At the weekend
06.55 AM
Morning
Rain falls on the capital city of Jakarta
Mama Helen seemed to walk through the back road between the narrow alley with a dirt road that is quite muddy.
Misca was seen carrying several scraped pockets and a high heels in her left hand and a Purple-colored umbrella in her right hand.
Her beautiful appearance and **** really looks in contrast to the circumstances where she walked right behind Mama Abizard with fatigue through the muddy dirt road.
In the rainy weather so for his people prefer to go into their homes, sleep in enjoying the moment of rain While relaxing themselves and maybe watching television even playing hape.
But what is clear is not for the two beautiful women of different gender.
"Oh my God.. This is really woeaaaa 17, my beautiful legs should shake hands and chat with each other with mud.lumpur oh my goodness"
Misca kept talking along the way, walking tired with the situation, she actually walked in the way of the chicken nyeker.
Beautiful legs with purple colored patch polish with ☔ umbrella in his hand it looks chaotic.
"God? can't you ask the sky to stop the rain for a moment? lest your servant have trouble passing through this terrible road?"
Misca oceh again.
Mama Abizard does not care about the ravings of Beautiful Women that she considers so-called events, which she knows if morning is misca while night will turn into Mas Ka.
He was surprised that the man actually when he turned into a man his face looks so handsome, the woman thought why misca would change herself to be beautiful like him.
Mama Abizard thought it might be because of love affairs in the past to make the man change himself.
Or is the hormone testosterone no longer functioning properly?.
Oh yes, pardon, he did not imagine if Abizard also lost his testosterone hormone, his son could end up jiga exactly like misca.
Fortunately there is Indri who can make his son fall in love so that it can reduce the level to worry about him during this time.
Oceh Mrs Helen as she continued to walk forward.
Hearing the rambling of the mistress misca clearly poked her lips.
Not persecuted how? of course I am persecuted!.
Screeched misca in the heart.
When he was still sound in his sleep, wanted to enjoy his true weekend suddenly the mistress came to his simple contract, forced him to get up and take a bath and dragged him to this place.
What does a beautiful woman with a mouth as fast as Chinese firecrackers in the celebration of the Lunar New Year and the new year?!.
Misca quickly woke up, I need your help right now, you know dear Indri really Shock heard the untrue news from the reporters, you know, he came home early from the office and even got confused by the circumstances, Abizard was too busy preparing for the event for the fashion show next Sunday, we have to see my future daughter-in-law, he said, all of you want to get acquainted with my besan, does not the family of the male party really have to visit the besan party first? you must accompany me to see the state of my daughter-in-law, we can slightly preach the people who give my favorite prospective daughter-in-law there later.
Just imagine, the woman spoke exactly like a train locomotive car whose length exceeds the capacity, do not know where the brakes just continue to talk without any pause, point or coma.
Misca thought for a while the woman wanted to give a gift at the home of her prospective besan?!.
Even Mama Abizard woke herself up in a hurry, pulling her legs that were still drooping friendly in her dreamland.
Though his saliva may be making a beautiful island in his favorite pillow where he still entered into the most beautiful dream realm.
Oh my God forgive this servant of yours.
Screeched misca in his heart.
He tried to keep going forward with the mind that felt in torment.
They had to choose to go through the emergency back road instead of choosing to go through the front streets where journalists would be vulnerable, they hate it when the newsmongers keep trying to find news here and there with the wrong circumstances.
"Ohhhhh if you know the streets are torturing like this I better not use my pretty skirt and my beautiful heels"
Misca said later.
"Don't I say, Put on your men's clothes"
Oceh the woman in front of him while continuing to step forward.