Widow Twice
Still don't want to

"Do I know you.?"

Rizka smiled wryly, how could Zain not remember. While he still clearly remembered this man in front of him. Don't just remember, he even knows where the mole is on Zain's body.

"Did you forget me, the only woman here."

Jul stepped up and sat down on the sofa, he glanced towards the woman who was following him. Jul snorted, he did not like any woman who was too confident, especially he wanted to approach her. Regret that he came here without his wife.

Remembering his wife's name, Jul smiled. He imagines how the model will be when he punishes the naughty woman. Before long he reached into his pants pocket, took his cell phone.

Pressing sites that display an orange screen. He was looking for a style that would be suitable for tonight.

Rizka knitted her eyebrows together, seeing Zain's sometimes wrinkled and sometimes tense face.

"Sister.."

Jul saw it, he then returned the screen of his phone and put it again into his pants pocket.

Jul looked at their faces, he just remembered where he was.

"We want the boss back on the circuit."

"Son, I didn't come here to come back. But I want to tell you, I've been out a long time. Almost sixteen years I left the circuit. I'm sorry I can't come back. I don't want to deal with it like I used to. I've been pretty happy with my life."

"When did you come here, brother.?"

"Didn't you tell me to come. Remember, I'm out of here, don't force me."

"You can't be like this, brother, it's not fair at all. We've been waiting for you for years and brother lightly said it's out."

Brakk...

They all snorted in shock, Farel rubbing his chest. Hopefully, this boss is not angry and will really level their headquarters. Yes before Zain had already said he would level the headquarters he built nineteen years ago. At that time Zain was still a teenager, from which his personality was formed. Naughty and troublemaking, that's Zulkarnain. Until at the age of twenty-one years he disappeared and hid in the village.

No one knows where Zain is hiding, only he and Sandi know where Zain is.

"Remember, I don't like coercion. And I don't like being forced, either. I never said you guys should wait for me."

"Sister,..."

Rizka stared in disbelief at Zain. How can a man who used to put wild racing first. Now it's like a no-brainer, pressing the gas in the arena.

He believes there is something Zain is hiding.

"No need for you guys to guess, I've long since died on the circuit. And I'm married, I don't want my family to marry me."

They were all shocked and just kept quiet with his Boss' decision. They think they'll be back again spurring gas in the arena. It turned out that the man had completely left the circuit that catapulted his name. And again his boss is married, yes of course. Aren't they married, even had children.

"Bos sure,"

"Yes,"

He was disappointed with what he heard. He thought the boss was still alone. When he was a teenager, Zain never talked about women or girlfriends. Zain was just busy with his gas pedal and brawl.

*

Jul walked up the stairs, it was more than six hours he left Via. They just moved into this house. Moreover, two days ago he did not sleep because of his journey with Via from the village to the city.

Just two days he came here all made him dizzy.

Jul crawled up onto the bed, who had previously removed his own clothes. He hugged his wife from behind. Before long he snorted when he heard his wife's subtle snoring voice.

Jul cursed the fucking woman he just met earlier. The woman was a bitch, because she was always arguing with him, his wife had fallen asleep first. As a result, he didn't grow crops tonight.

"Via.."

Jul whispered fondly, hoping that his wife would wake up and offer him to plant cassava.

"Darling..."

Still no reason, he flicked his lips resignedly, past the night the newlyweds who were still his angel. She has been married for five days and has only grown her cassava twice. If Riki found out, he had already mocked her.

Not discouraged, Jul guerrilla's hands into the nightgown of his wife. That big, rough hand, found a source of nutrients. He squeezes gently and plays the ends.

Alvia moaned at the touch of Jul's hand. But the drowsiness that Via felt did not wake him up.

Jul opened the blanket and wrapped his head on the two pieces in front of him. He was anxious for Alvia who was sleeping soundly. While he can't sleep.

Jul uncovers his wife's nightgown, and takes a strong sip of one of the mountains hanging right in front of her face.

Uhh...

Via wriggled, feeling an amused sensation in his subconscious.

Jul cursed, instead of waking up his wife just getting better sleep. As a result, he himself was hot with his own actions. Her lower body stiffened.

"Via.."

Hemmm

Jul again snorted, hearing his wife's answer. Looks like it's the best night for him.

He resigned, pulled back the blanket that he had removed. Hugged Via's body and kissed her slightly open lips.

Following his wife into such dreamland was better. Do not let the cassava, it will be more hardened again like this afternoon, which must use a handbody.

sorry, Mak, I can't make a comedy🤣 even though aq people like to be funny. Inexplicably make the comedy a little emotionally draining soul.wk wk...

as a result of the mind is too soft, make the funny not connect. 😃😃