Bojomu My spirit

Perverted Ideas

Duuhh, I'm getting dizzy, not usually also dizzy like gini!

Ajeng persisted with all his might, his sweat clearly visible in Arya's eyes, but the busy chatting with guests of course made his attention to Ajeng a little reduced, a little less, moreover, Ajeng must help madam Ratih arrange this and that, there is no chance of the two talking together or just sharing attention.

Ajeng repeatedly looks to massage her temple, it has been two weeks since Arya returned, maybe her defense serves Arya began to reach a point of fatigue, she had to take off before getting sick again and just make her husband's distress, he said, a lot of work that Arya has to complete, not to mention learning new things that have not been touched at all.

"Dear, if you're tired of sleeping!" arya whispers interrupted busyness.

Ajeng shook his head, he could still survive, but seeing as much sweat as corn seeds made Arya grieve himself, he carried Ajeng who did not comply to get to the room, and he was not able to get to the room, many watched the two until Ajeng's cheeks blushed.

"If I say you have to take a break, it means you have to, after all it's almost done, look out of the room!" Arya put a kiss on that brown cheek. "Gue go there first, not long, love you!"

Ajeng nodded, yes he had accepted this windfall finally he could rest, although out there his in-laws still need reinforcements, rather than him fighting with Arya, hopefully they understand.

Long until Ajeng overslept and did not feel changed days, whether he slept like people had never slept for decades, Ajeng enjoyed that time until he had unknowingly heard the chicken crowing, her husband did not wake her at all.

"Ouch!"

Arya opened her eyes, since yesterday she wanted to wake her wife, but pity, seeing Ajeng can sleep quietly with a smooth snoring and hunting it did not have the heart to disturb her, he said, inevitably Ajeng must replace all the obligations he left behind.

"Dear, I'm helping, hold on!"

"It's okay, Mom. I'm doing it, are you praying?"

Arya nodded, apologizing for not waking Ajeng up so much, with both hands he continued to help Ajeng even though his wife refused.

Bu Ratih said yesterday that Arya was alert if Ajeng suddenly had two bodies, the wrong movement could make the content of Ajeng disturbed even though they had not checked it or Ajeng felt the signs, they have also only been in contact for two more weeks, three weeks, still vague and not too sure it will be that fast.

"Sit down, if you fall, it can be more risky. I don't want to do anything, okay Dear!"

"Yes, Mas. I'm the same sitting down, you wait in the bed there, later I go there again, want to eat there anyway, not strong down. Am I a fertigo?"

"Let's go to the doctor if you want, now slow down, I'll watch!"

Ajeng nods, her husband is super duper possessive, but she likes and is grateful with Arya's attitude which is just that to her, proving that Arya's love never messes with her, he alone likes to doubt Arya, the great whipped bird.

After everything was done, Ajeng properly returned to bed, curled up like a baby near Arya, asked to be hugged like never before, with pleasure Arya did, but he was anxious when his wife's condition worsened, while Ajeng himself does not want to be invited to the hospital or just check.

"Ajeng loves you" he whispered.

Heuh, both of Arya's eyebrows fused together.

"Lo doesn't want to die, does he, Dear?"

Plaque!

"If you don't talk dear, he said no love to you, the turn of talking even thought to die, you are mengeselin!"

"Ahahaahah, but you love me, right Dear? Ahahahahha, what a pity I want to eat-"

Arya clenched again, did not want to get down from the mattress, if you can just work on the mattress, leaving Ajeng is like leaving his life. Arya repeatedly kissed, if you know this, Arya's parents will not call the two children until they come down alone.

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The thing that Arya does not like in the present is that if she works with Mr. Darma, there are still women who do not want to take their eyes off her face, I swear he just turned the woman's head, his face only for the dearest Ajeng, did not want her to share, did not want her to lose her value when she returned home.

But, it can not be separated from all that, inevitably Arya must listen and share the knowledge of business with the women, the women, she looked at the screen more often than the face of the woman who almost drooled when she looked at her face.

"Mas Arya really does not want to cheat, we are many beautiful and more than his wife Mas Arya, if you want we will rent a hotel now."

"Yes, Maaasss, my goodness, I was made to sigh at Mas Arya. We wait when Mr. Darma invited his phenomenal son, already can not wait to play together!"

Arya clucking. "Your boys impotent?" they are compact. "Buy what cake for them so they can satisfy you, do not tease people's husbands, no price know not, buy tissue if you have a weak husband, buy tissue if you have a weak husband, or buy what is a vibrating tool so you are more satisfied playing, many tools, do not run another stem, sick lo just know the taste!"

"What's the issue, Mas?" think of a tissue for a snot wipe.

"Magic issues, just look for it in the market deket here, or buy it online, I guarantee you upright until morning!"

"Well, if the guy's sleeping, huh?"

Arya turned both her eyes panted. "Hot, will not be able to sleep, have tried it, rather than you guys gatel same husband, insubordinate!" Arya point one-on-one.

They looked at each other, began to understand what Arya said, someone had opened an online application to buy other tools, from shakes to the same, who knew the husband wanted to be invited to work with, who knew, one buy can be for repeatedly, not run out of a lot of money.

"Should think smart dong, can't this, this love, if you're impatient, love a balm!"

Whats!

If the balm is certainly at home without buying, it is not the same risk of heat, which is important to save.

"Makasi loh idea, Mas Arya, very top!"

Arya chose to go outside, in front there was Mr. Darma who suddenly pulled his ear, could-can give the idea of using a balm, Arya alone never.

"That's Aryan's defense not to be disturbed, Pap. Papa does not know how their gatel, Arya would want to go home to Ajeng!"

The plot!

"The real work!"

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Who is curious visual Ajeng, Duuuhh BuCil can not find it, anyway he skin brown ripe, petakilan, sweet face ngeselin, anyway that makes scratching the head!

ahahahah, ahhahah,