
"Sorry sir, interfered. I don't think anyone's inside" said Mario, who is already in Valeno's office.
"Your eyes are good at what. Did you know Lea's bike was parked right in front of the lobby? You're just interfering with my pleasure" Valeno continued, taking the paperbag in Mario's hands. "Have gone there. And don't bother me anymore I want to do morning gymnastics,"
"Good Sir. Don't forget to warm up before gymnastics,"
"I'm more experienced than you're an emphatic. Already there out," Valeno orders while pushing Mario's body out of his room.
"Don't forget the lock door. Curtains close lest those outside get a free spectacle from a super perverted boss,"
"Don't do a lot of bacots. I know better" continued Valeno who immediately pushed Mario's body out of his room. "There was a disturbance not knowing what if I had stiffened from earlier," Valeno grumbled as he walked towards his wife. "My wife's husband. Are you seducing me?" valeno asked as Fillea took off her pants.
"No. It's just that I feel uncomfortable. That's my paperbag there's a dress, right?"
"Ko you know pus?"
"Before we go to your office preparing it for me. Wherever here I want to wear it," said Fillea who now switched to removing the t shirt she uses. "Leno what are you doing?"
"I need immunity" Valeno replied after throwing a paper bag containing Fillea's clothes in any direction.
"Don't fuck around ten I have an appointment with the gynecologist,"
"Yes it's kind of okay," continued Valeno who immediately pounced on his wife.
"Leno!"
"Again," Valeno's pinta on his wife and Fillea could only surrender, nothing could be done, nor did he want it. No more words from the two were replaced with de sahan demi de sahan that echoed throughout the room.
"What's wrong?" mario asked as Bejo met himself in his study.
"I heard a strange voice sir. From the workspace, Mr. Leno. I'm afraid Mr. Leno and his wife are possessed. I tried to open the door but it was locked sir. I've called the security guard to break down the door of his study, sir" Bejo explained, making Mario immediately pat his eel and move from his seat.
"But Bejo oh Bejo. You don't know what that sound is?"
"No sir," Bejo replied as he followed Mario out of his room.
"You have a wife, right?"
"It has. And I want to add one more,"
"Emang still selling?"
"Laku dong sir. Looks can fit pasan but the thick pockets of all the girls must ngantri. Mr. Mario knows for himself now that I have risen from this security gate opening office to secretary Pak Leno," Bejo replied proudly.
"Remember one wife just did not end up wanting to add again. Don't doubt you Bejo. The sound of pleasure from the room Mr. Leno just don't know,"
"What is that, sir?" ask Bejo while thinking. "So Mr. Leno and his wife are…"
"Silent or you won't work in this office anymore" continued Mario made Bejo instantly silent while smiling and shaking his head.
"The rich are free to do it anywhere. Lah I if again ahem ahem noisy so it can be shouted at by neighbors rented. Oh the fate of a difficult person like me who lives in a rented," Bejo murmured as he stopped the security guard he had called to return to his headquarters.
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