8 To 4: The Mayor's Contract Wife

Curious Taste Monica

After eating the main dish, the waitress came back out with a glass filled with warm tea. Ajeng got up from his seat and helped the waiter serve the dessert in a way that was also out of the ordinary.

Instead of serving from where he stood and letting his glass pass from one hand to the other, Ajeng instead chose to move from the right side of Wira to the right side of Mr. Susilo, the right side of Bu Susilo, the right side of Monica and the right side of her own seat.

Ajeng then sat back in his chair and then clasped the hand of the Hero on the table while saying sweetly, “Let's drink the tea, Mas!”

Wira smiled as she looked at Ajeng meaningfully then started to taste his tea and let the others taste it as well.

Bu Susilo again stunned to see the way Ajeng served and then tasted the tea that made him curious.

“Hemmm, this is no ordinary tea. What is this?” ask Miss Susilo.

Because of curiosity, Mr. Susilo also tasted it. “Hemmm, yes right. This is also Mr. President's favorite tea. This is our second time drinking tea like this and we can't find a drink like this in just any place.”

“That's agarwood tea.” Tukas Ajeng's.

“Where did Bu Ajeng get this tea?” ask Miss Susilo full of investigation.

“An acquaintance gave me this tea as a souvenir.”

“Who is Bu Ajeng's acquaintance? Palace guy?”

Ajeng smiled, “Not. Just a grandmother inn owner.”

Although both parents look very fond of the agarwood tea that Ajeng serves, but Monica does not feel so. The tea tasted thick and thick on his tongue, so he took advantage of the opportunity to carry out his plan.

*************

Just as her mother was about to speak, Monica pretended to be about to drink her tea and was shocked that her tea spilled onto her shirt.

“Ouch! How's it?”

“Sorry, Mon. Mama not on purpose.” Said Bu Susilo felt guilty for damaging his daughter's pretty dress.

“Ngga papa, Ma. May I excuse you to the bathroom for a moment?” ask Monica to Ajeng.

“Bby. Let me drop!.” Ajeng took Monica to the main bathroom near the kitchen but the woman refused on the grounds that she wanted a more private place because she wanted to change clothes.

Ajeng was forced to take him to the bathroom in the room of Wira and let him see a towel he thought was used together by Ajeng and Wira. Also various beauty care products of his and Wira mixed near the sink. Ajeng doesn't want to just go in and get caught up in Monica's plan. But he also wants Monica to enjoy the same game that he has also prepared.

Soon Monica came out wearing a tight blue sepaha dress to form her beautiful curves and opened on both shoulders. Ajeng smiles at Monica's new appearance but she deliberately withholds her comment and lets the woman settle for looking through the contents of the Wira's room which she has transformed into a husband and wife's room. He even deliberately put his wedding book on the table.

“Do you guys sleep together here?” asked Monica while looking at Ajeng's marriage book.

“Do you also believe that we sleep separately?” cibir Ajeng who realized that Monica was also consumed by cheap gossip that was rife with people around her later this year. “Come! Where is there a woman who wants to miss the rare opportunity to sleep with a man as hot as Mas Wira?!”

Monica suddenly became clumsy. And now it's Ajeng's turn to walk slowly around his room and explain one by one the details about the room that was just a moment ago created it.

“This is the chair we used to make out and warm up. Then Mas Wira usually prefers to take me to the wall first before going to this bed.” Ajeng deliberately made slow movements that were a little naughty while showing the places he was forced to. “But we usually don't end it right here. Do you know what? Sometimes bath up is much more challenging and fun.”

“Enough! Aren't you ashamed to tell that to your husband's ex-wife?” snapped Monica.

“For what to be ashamed of. Because you are married, so it is better to talk to people who already understand and have felt the same experience.” Reply Ajeng lightly. “Moreover, you also know that Mas Wira is amazingly great in bed. Never once have we escaped less than three rounds.”

“Enough!” Monica held her breath which was suddenly panting.

“What's your max?”

“You think I don't know if this dinner idea was your idea? If you intentionally want to enter our room?”

“Do not indiscriminately accuse!” elak Monica's.

“Oh yes?! Where are there guests who are ready with their change of clothes and refuse the main bathroom of the official house that only important guests use?”

“You misunderstood! I don't usually change clothes in any place because I'm a famous model. I-“

Ajeng raised his hand sign Monica should stop. “I'm absolutely not interested in knowing who you are even though you've found out too much about me.”

“A-a-what's your max?” tanya Monica started stuttering.

Ajeng smiled, “You should already know that you should not dare to deal with me.”

Monica looked at Ajeng in fear as the girl continued to walk up to him. But Ajeng suddenly turned and sat back on the edge of the bed laughing out loud.

“Why are you that scared? I was just kidding.” Ajeng said as he left Monica in his room. With that alone, Ajeng was already convinced that Monica did not know much about her background and identity.

Monica's body sagged to the floor. His heart almost dropped because he thought Ajeng was really an important person who was very influential. But now he could breathe a sigh of relief knowing the girl was joking. Monica then exited the room and returned to the living room where her parents were chatting with Wira.

'Look lo, Jeng! Look aja! Tomorrow your face will be in all the veins of the news and you will know what I can do to destroy your life!' inner Monica growled.

***************************

When she returned, Monica had seen Ajeng sitting on the sofa beside Wira while leaning in the care of Wira. The two occasionally looked at each other and smiled when chiming in the words of the two guests. Wira did not even hesitate to occasionally stroke Ajeng's hair and kiss his forehead when saying proud and loving the girl.

And of course it was a very sickening sight for Monica. It should be the one there, next to the hero. And not Ajeng who has just met and known Wira.

“Monic?! Already changed?” susilo asked when he realized Monica's arrival. “Come we go home!”

It looks like Bu Susilo is also no less sultry with Monica when he sees the thin-thin friendly scene that is being played Ajeng and Wira.

The woman then sat down across Wira as if deliberately showing her smooth thighs without stains. Before saying goodbye Monica said that the max of her arrival to the house was to invite Wira to her wedding anniversary with Haris next month.

“Then for that matter, we'll excuse you.” Monica ended the meeting that night.

Wira escorts Susilo and his wife to the car while Ajeng congratulates Monica.

“Congratulations well? If there are no obstacles, we will definitely come.”

“Congratulations for your wedding too. Hopefully you do not feel comfortable after knowing what the real Hero looks like.” Answer Monica.

Ajeng looked curious as to what Monica said.

“Sorry, I'm just not sure that you'll be able to handle a guy like Wira.” Monica said before walking away from Ajeng and into her car.

‘What does Mas Wira really look like? If Monica still loves him so much, then why should they get divorced? What exactly is Mas Wira trying to hide from everyone? Does this have anything to do with why he was so submissive to Mr Rega?’ the Gangan Ajeng in heart. ‘Ah Yes. Mr. Rega. That guy must know something about Mas Wira.’

***********************************

CHAPTERS