Bojomu My spirit

Cheating Matters

"Newly also Monday, already Monday again, Arun more gemesin, Ajeng moreover, the more collectible, the former stitches are getting tighter, my crazy," murmured Arya, said, he noticed from a distance his parents were busy taking turns to look after Arun. "He can already sit, eheheheh, it fits like dapet adek, but Ajeng is not ready, not ready to be stitched again like, I said tomorrow without stitches no problem, I sew myself, eheeheheh ... Dear, want a child!" scream at the end of the sentence.

Ajeng thawed, she was busy folding clothes of children and her husband, again the husband asked the second child, was already allowed to shoot inside repeatedly, but it was not so, yet, even until Arya accused Ajeng of taking the procrastination pill, the mother of one child was shaking her head.

Although doctors have said that natural KB from ASI can be up to six months, Arya still continues to wonder, worried that the seeds are not reliable.

"Eh, what is this?" Swing out his left hand from the pocket of Arya pants, there is a flat object that feels familiar. "MAS ARYAS!"

Arya gasped in surprise, if Ajeng had called her so loudly, the sign was that there was a fire of anger, Arya rushed in, leaving Arun with her parents.

There the mother of one child was already displaying her red face, her large chest rose and fell in rhythm, her nose was flat, her eyes half glared at Arya.

"Why, Dear?" Arya wants to faint if his wife turns into a bull. "What's that?"

Ajeng lift the two-striped flat object, his hand was willing to hit the handsome face of Arya, but he held it, dear if the look is lost, Arun will not know his papa.

"That-"

"You're playing with fire behind me, Mom?" grunting so wedhus gembel. "Lack of service, have you anything me, feet moved head, head moved legs, style abcd, puter right left upper bottom, kayang until horse fly, all Ajeng follow you, all right abcd, this is the ball, Mas!"

"Lack of racket, huh? The new one's better, the better, the more time you get pricked, is that it?" To catch Arya's hand, want her to twist back. "Buuuuuurrrrrrrung your whisk is willing to be circumcised again, Mas. You think I'm afraid, hiloooh, you get me, I cut again I dare, people I can cut chicken, I say you!"

Arya shook her head quickly, damn indeed her coworker, test pack his wife in tucked in Arya's pocket, die him if Ajeng did not want to understand, just hear the mother of one child was reluctant.

"Dear, I-I"

"What's? She could have more of the same style as you until you were hooked, Mas?" He brought a broom in his hand, if there were garden scissors, he must have brought it, it seemed to be kept by the father-in-law. "You don't want to do anything, do you? Okay, this is enough to prove that you are not satisfied with me, nyari another hole, you do not love Arun, Mas .. try, say the same to me, say the same to me, what style can I not? Wong monkey-style hangers only I can," Ajeng said.

Arya is increasingly cornered, the condition and fate of the shaker is not safe, Ajeng can hit his shaker with a broom, destroyed his future, brother Arun has not yet otw, retired whipped bird.

"Dear, I'm not cheating, it's a misunderstanding!"

"Even where there are cheating people ngaku, the full religious court Mas if on ngaku, wong if the bird is not clamped zipper, will not stop," Ajeng replied.

"But, I really don't care" Arya held her pants. "Don't, Dear. Dengerin first!"