When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)

When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Papa...


“20 cows, one swath of rice field. May my father not be as handsome as his dowry more than half a billion.” Paijo let out a long sigh as he walked into Michelle's study in her boutique.


He brought a plate of fruits that he bought from across the street after parting with Michelle's family at the porridge stall.


“Sby fashion week is still a long time, Cel?” asked Paijo while flinching behind his wife's chair.


The woman wearing reading glasses while staring at her computer screen shook her head.


“Three Weeks again, Jo. The days ahead I am really busy, so sorry to say, I can not go to Jogja to make your samperin.” said Michelle after turning her chair, facing Paijo who chewed jicama with eyes fixed to a computer screen.


Portraits of supermodel guys with athletic bodies, symmetrical faces, handsome and dashing fill part of the screen.


“Against your eye wash?” ask Paijo.


Michelle turned a glance back as she took a toothpick to stab the piece of pineapple on the plate. He smiled before devouring the honey pineapple.


“Again picky model me, some I've been calling. They'll be here at lunch. You ready?”


“Ready for what?” sentak Paijo wonder.


“See them here, dress rehearsal and shirt fittings. I ask you as a layman value my clothes and they fit your plain observation. Want?”


“Mild!”


Both look fun to eat the fruit as they stare at each other until the last fruit—young mango fruits grab their attention to the plate.


The two scrambled over the piece of mango with a toothpick on the plate that briefly rocked to the right-left and nearly fell before Paijo won the match in a fraudulent manner. He flipped over and stabbed the fruit as he stretched it out toward Michelle's lips, which pursed her lips.


“Make you.”


With once voraciously, the rujak was toilet and Paijo got a hug thank you.


“Three Weeks away, so VIP guest of my brand.”


The sparkling feminine space filled with mannequin statues that flutter with various styles and wear the designer's clothing design makes Paijo sigh.


“Are you ready to go public? I haven't left my post in the village.”


“College employees are not bad-bad, which is important, Jo. Are you really able to meet the dowry of your mother? It's mentung you as your father. I'm not good.”


Paijo rubbed Michelle's head looking up at her with a sour face as if she really did not like the idea of her parents.


“If calculated is reasonable dowry up to half a billion. It's worth it you might even be less.”


“The plot of rice fields should be enough as long as 10mx20m, not necessarily 20 cows. Where do you want to put it?”


“Cage, your mother must have thought of home for her dowry.”


“Keep it if you disagree how?”


“There are six plots of rice fields around the house, I will ask a portion for your dowry.”


Michelle nodded her head while holding Paijo in front of her.


“Sit here, Jo. My bench.”


Habits. The ends ask for affection after being loved.


Michelle stood leaving her seat vacant before pulling Paijo's hand and gently pushing her into the chair.


“Later at night you have come home, I still miss.” I admitted while sitting on Paijo's lap.


With a heavy heart and bearing the weight of his wife's body that was almost the same, Paijo held his breath and wrapped his hands around his stomach.


“Papa said anything to you in the room?”


Paijo stuck his cheek on Michelle's spine.


“Exit from the village or become a financial expert in the company Dominic.” said Paijo while gulping his saliva.


Jonny... Jonny... PAPA YES... Hold it down first...


Papa...


Michelle faded Paijo's hand and clasped his right hand.


“That's all, Iceland can't believe it. Just chat me, double protection if you are ready.. and I know, what does it mean!”.


“What!” paijo's jolt was spontaneous when Michelle's left hand stroked her thighs to the extent of her summer dress.


“Papa give me leeway, you do not want to infiltrate here.” Michelle slipped Paijo's fingers in her bikini.


Paijo tightened his grip. “Hold Jon, hold..”.


But his male instincts suddenly broke the order of his heart's constancy. Her fingers moved, caressing Michelle's most beautiful hidden part until the woman widened her legs. Get more raga Paijo.


Michelle turned her head, looking at Paijo's face that looked down on her shoulder as if guilty of desecrating her chastity.


“That passionate dong, Jo. Don't be so sad, I'm so sad.”


“I'm obviously sad, you're too valuable to get this from me.”


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