Trapped BI*Crazy Widow
Pukguksong missiles
Mama Indri seemed to be frowning as she saw Two beautiful figures walking towards their house.
At first he had a glance, thinking two beautiful creatures with the appearance of socialite mothers will look to the next door neighbor whose butt is iron-fenced with a fairly luxurious building.
But once the steps of the two women's feet turned towards the rear fence of their house, immediately the woman with a simple appearance with a negligent knee was shocked half to death.
Alamakkk here?.
Mama Indri who used to greet Mama Nur was clearly surprised.
He tried to remember whether he had a delinquent of pot credit or a debt bill to a loan shark who had not been in installments.
Reality after he remembered them they last had the credit of the pot and kegerentong kegel goods in the kitchen when Indri class 2 Junior High, Indonesia, even dealing with loan sharks last time Indri had to pay money to go to college in the past.
Now they choose to live a simple life without participating in the flow of the world that can make crazy to make high blood pressure increase because of the endless debt.
So who are these two beauties in front of him?!.
One greeting was said from the lips of the young woman who was behind the woman his age.
Mama Nur seems to have failed to focus.
Beautiful face, weak body gurgling, long black hair with pliable eyelashes and nose sharp seductive, the skin of the woman was original bule skin stray into the village of Indonesia.
Turned a little dark with fluffy blonds, the boy now says his BLONDE.
But he completely failed to focus on the jakun on the woman's neck and it was very disturbing.
Is he a boy or a girl?.
Ask the woman in her heart.
Mama Nur stared at her feet for a moment.
O Allah.
The woman jumped in shock.
Not because the legs are hairy or the calves are big like the calves of the team.
But the reality was that the beautiful women were barefoot, their toes seemed to be moving to and fro, dirty because they were playing with mud and dirt behind the house.
Oh my goodness.
Mama Nur just realized the two people were a little drenched.
"Sorry who you're looking for?"
The weather is still very disturbing activity, raindrops still wet the earth, making the more lazy people around to wake up especially on this weekend.
Instead of answering first, the beautiful woman with the jakun who is none other than Misca gave up a few bags of crackles towards Mama nur.
"Tante knows? it's quite heavy, actually it's not the problem, but my main problem right now is, I really need to go to the toilet"
Say misca while asking the woman of Mama Abizard's age to take a pile of crackle bags in his hands.
"This one can kill me, my pukguksong missile can break"
Pekik misca immediately frowned looking for a toilet in the house.
Mama Nur hurriedly pointed out a door on her left side.
As fast as lightning Misca shot in towards the door that mama nur meant.
For a moment Mama Nur and Mama Helen looked at each other, they both frowned.
"What's a pukguksong missile?"
Mama Nur asked with a strange expression while continuing to frown.
Mama Helen seemed to laugh amusedly, she immediately imagined the missile meant by Misca.
Black, big and long.
The woman tried to hold back her laughter.
That guy had a pukguksong missile?.
Oh my God.
Mama Helen continued to chuckle in a state of unclear, while Mama Nur could only stare at the beautiful woman in front of her with a confused feeling while scratching her head that did not itch.
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