BRIDE SUBSTITUTE IMPROMPTU

Chapter 5

"You know. That Amelia not only took away your wedding money, but two other people, too" Almira explained in a stifled voice.

"What!"

"St! Keep your voice down!" tegur Almira.

"Mama will tell you. Now enjoy your first night" continued Almira, pushing her son's body.

Armanto, who was watching the mother and child debate, walked over.

"Sorry .. what is this. You guys quarreling?" ask Armanto astonishment.

Alma smiled nervously.

"No. This is, Bagas is still shy," he replied clumsyly.

"Oh .. hehehe .. It's okay, his name is also the first time sleeping with women," said Armanto chuckling.

"Hehehe. Oh yes, Mama go home first yes, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow you can boyong your wife to a new house," said Almira at length.

After cipika-cipiki. Bagas finally entered the house. He had asked for a defense from his father, Mr. Anugrah.

But the man just sniffed his shoulders. Signs he's not interfering.

When looking at the dismantled seams. He felt he remembered something.

'Seems like I've seen. Where is ya?' he murmured in the heart.

Sometimes he smiled amusedly during the photo session. How he had to neutralize his heartbeat when the photographer directed his style. Bagas was told to hug his wife from behind. Shame bias sticking out of the two cheeks of the impromptu couple. Even when he was told to lift the chin of Ram, his wife. How he almost reneged on his promise not to be tempted by the girl.

The handsome man climbed the stairs. Ram's room is on the second floor. Previously he had bad thoughts about the contents of the girl's room. When he changed his clothes.

It flashed in Ram's mind. Wooden bed with thin foam, small, stuffy and fan. There is also no bathroom inside.

But when he was in that room this afternoon. All assumptions are wrong. Ram room is large, there is a glass door connected with a balcony containing chairs and a table to relax. The queen size bed with red bed sheet with this color-war flower pattern. The bathroom is inside and there is definitely AC.

Bagas had arrived in front of Ram's room. His heart was racing again. He turned the door knob and opened it.

The white-hooded girl sat on the bedside with a sweet smile.

"Assalamualaikum My husband," said Ram saluted.

"Wa-wa'alaikum greetings, My wife," Bagas answered the greetings nervously.

Bagas came in, closed the door and locked it. He's a little stunned.

'Kok, I'm the key?' mumbling wonder. But he ignored that.

"Will I take a shower?" ram asked with a smile.

"M-Mas?" tanya Bagas wonder.

"Yes, Mas. Or do you not like that call?" asked Ram with his innocent face.

Bagas shook his head, he agreed to the call. Ram walked into the big closet. He took a towel and pajamas men of navi color.

"Ram intentionally bought this. The goal is, let's get Husband, Ram to change," Ram explained as he handed over the pajamas and the towel.

"Oh yeah, don't forget to take a shower. We pray isya' worship," Ram said in a soft voice.

'yeah! Prayer! Fucking me!" Panic in the heart.

It's rare. Not infrequently but has never carried out his duties as a Muslim. Bagas swallow saliva. In his brain revolved the manner of prayer. Never mind it. He almost forgot Surah Al-fatihah.

'My campus. I really died today, ' she said again in her heart.

seriated

ish is not hapal alfatihah .

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