BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 18: MOVE UNDERGROUND

You just want to be with

Not owned

I've been broken before

It grew and broke again

It was a piece of the song that Dirga and Mutia both listened to from the headset that they purposely shared on one of their respective ears. Both were on two-wheeled vehicles. Dirga who insisted on taking Mutia home. With the mode to know the idol's aunt's house.

Reckless.

That is the right word for the guts of a ketceh brondong.

For that reason, he was ready for Mutia. If you meet Pras or the children of Mutia. Thought then. To be sure, now both of them were enjoying the speed of the iron horse, which nimbly broke through the highway. With an equally strange mood. Mutual shakes. Both are equally lulled in a circle of flavors that should not be channeled.

Effort Mutia to be a strong loyal wife was a complete failure. Just because chat change is often sent brondong unsettling this.

[Tante Imuut. Wake up.... It's time to cook for aunty's kids]. At 5 a.m. When the other young people were still curled up in blankets. Dirga was eager to send a chat to Mutia. After yesterday they assumed it was made.

Just lie Mutia is not GR with that attention. Mutia will just type a reply, already in the next chat.

[Install headset. Aing wants a VC] His orders are on women who are almost 18 years older than him. Buseeet. Worse, Mutia obeyed. Immediately move to attach the hearing aid to his ear hole.

[Udah?]

[👌]

"A pretty auntie really just woke up" haduuh melenyot it Mutia's heart. Wanted to answer if it was just a dreadlocks. But, how are you, the husband who is still sweet bobo next to him.

"Auntie don't answer. Om Pras is on the side, right? Aing just wants to see aunt's face before going to bed again. Make my dream capital my dear." Huh.

Mutia hurriedly exited the room. Just head for the kitchen, the real IRT workplace. While running away to disguise his chatter with brondong reckless.

These are the days of Mutia now. Who seems to be everywhere should bring duct tape. Afraid of his heart falling down, due to a sudden attack that was bombarded by brondong.

'Good morning to my world. Have you had the same breakfast every night? Or the same is again a selimutan via vicallan' SW Mutia that morning. Unfortunately, Mutia forgot to sort out anyone who could see that status. Except Pras, Mutia never wanted her SW at her husband's sight. Because it doesn't work. Never opened it.

“Mut .. weekend to the top yuks.” Take Shane vie to the phone. Because it has been a week Mutia decided not to go to the sanggar. He is still not with his decision to accept Dirga like Brondong's wishes.

“Ngapain?”

“Cek location.”

“Nginap ..?” Mutia.

“It looks like yes. Not satisfied with the return.” Answer Shane.

“Can you bring your children or husband?” Although verbally, maybe Dirga and Mutia can be said already ‘jadian’ but. I swear, Mutia still aspires to be a good wife for Pras.

“Ih .. hang out and bring krucil. Skip them. Next time, take a family vacation. Here's what we're doing, Mut.” Shane Assert.

Mutia's chest rumbled, as he looked at the people who were now in the Villa at Puncak belonging to Nunuk. There's Dirga and Desti. Apparently Nunuk failed to take Dirga one, to the location of his daughter's wedding later. Dirga who avoids coming alone. He needs Desti to make this trip look professional. Hoping that Nunuk realized that Dirga considered him just a business partner, nothing more.

[Aunty brought more clothes?] Setiba Mutia at the Villa and met the eyes of Dirga flocked his secret lover. Mutia's phone has vibrated, due to incoming chat notifications.

[So, why ? wanna pinjem? 🤪] Reply Mutia at the end of emot laugh ngakak.

[Tante doesn't fit in that shirt motif. Florals are too big. Auntie looks bigger. Aing's favorite time of dress is so] Nyesss. Actually Mutia offended donk, in the last look at the correction of his appearance. But this did not offend him at all. Even the most unseeded, felt that someone cared about his appearance. Because Pras nunggu can comment it is the same as kayak nungwa lebaran monkey.

[It's not a aunt who bought it. But in love mbak Nunuk. Come by. Not polite if not in use, Ga.] reply Mutia defend themselves.

[This one time. No tomorrow!] very strict this brondong to his idol aunt.

[Let's just Ga. In this way, aunty becomes more ugly.] Mutia started to nicely joke around on this brondongnya.

[What would you like to be ugly?] Their chat continued, in the middle of the Villa room which was increasingly crowded in Nunuk guests.

[So there's no aunt lyrics. Enough of you crazy, aunty crush not about!] Mutia replied with a pinched lip, a sign that she was just joking. And it can still be seen by Dirga who is far enough away with him.

[Biarin .. the love man is blind.] Reply Dirga held back her own smile.

“Ga .. many guests. We're roomy yeah.” Desti came to lift a room key, to Dirga's face.

“Hah. Masa Villa segede this room is small. Should we sleep in one room?” Dirga is not that easy to sleep with the opposite sex. Moreover, it was Desti.

“The name is also we are working. No need to doubt, last night doang.” He replied indifferently and then carried his clothes bag to the room that had been prepared for them.

Desti is not just his boss at work. But also the girl who always capers with him. But, Dirga did not beat the same Desti. And Dirga suspects, lest this room problem is just Desti's wits. Dirga immediately made a report in the form of chat to his secret lover. Cute aunt.

[Tan .. Desti's time in my loving room was just one. Pliis tan.. save me from Desti. Aunty wants, Dirga's virginity in Desti's snatch tonight] This time Mutia can not reply to a chat from Dirga. His brain rattled the voice on Dirga, a little covering from a group of friends who were happy. Because it turns out that it is their event to bring ‘ their respective haram’ pairs.

“What room?” mutia asked impatiently, with a voice that was slowed down somewhat stifled.

“Kata Desti, we only got one room. So tonight aing bobo same Desti.” The answer. Uh not an answer. More precisely the report.

“Villa is big Ga, there are many rooms. There's no way you're only getting one.” Hardik Mutia felt a little jelous.

“Pliis cariin other rooms Tan. Or aing bobonya same aunt Imut aja, how?” heey boy, don't get a chance at narrowness.

“Say I don't want physical contact.” Mutia reminded them of their initial agreement.

“Whose physical contact? We're just bobo in the same room, aunt. Not necessarily contact also.” Kekeh Dirga tacky.

“You're crazy.”

“Emang .. crazy about my beloved Aunt Cute, muuaaach.” Eh. .. do not say Dirga has forgotten his own promise about no physical contact yes. That's a flat object why smelling is not clear.

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