DADDY'S! (Among 2 Wives Revenge)

The draft 46

Because the Storm and the twins had not returned home which was a permit just jogging, Dew decided to look for the three people.

"Punten, Mang!" Dew that passed by a half-brother man who was carrying a sack of grass, he immediately stopped.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Answer the Mamang while giving an opportunity to withstand the weight of the grass.

"Did Mamang see two little boys, one girl and the other guy with the guy in this picture?" Dew shows photos of the Storm on the mobile phone screen.

"Oh, yes! Da... I greeted each other with this friendly Father. But, his son's a boy all."

All men? Oh... The new dew realized that the appearance of Light's hair was now exactly the same as Surya's haircut. If you only look at a glance, everyone will also misunderstand, thinking Light is a boy because his clothes were not willing to wear flower skirts or other feminine clothes.

"Yes, Mang?"

"They were walking towards the tea plantation."

Dew smiled politely. Then he said, "Thank you, Mang!" With a friendly smile from Mamang.

The swamp continued its steps. Curious, what exactly did the child and her husband do until they forgot to go home and skip breakfast?

"Huh...?"

Up on the edge of the plantation, the mouth of the Dew is made gaping and difficult to close for a few seconds will be the scenery in front there.

The five widows who had been delivering food to A'a aka Storm, were currently with her husband. Sitting together in a bamboo hut while talking that he did not hear what they were discussing.

"Do you feel sick?" The dew pressed against his chest. There was a sense of overcrowded jealousy seeing the Storm chatting amiably with the other woman's woman. Although many people, but still make his heart pinch.

"Suuurr!"

"Yahoooo!"

In order to disperse the Storm Company, Dew called his two children who were playing running between tea plants whose beds were neatly arranged.

The storm that saw the arrival of the Dew earlier, was deliberately ignoring the Dew. He was more and more engrossed in listening to the stories of the unfaithful stories of the five women in front of him.

"HEAVEN...! LIGHT, BALIIIIIK BREAKFAST FIRST !" The cries of the Dew are getting louder.

"We had breakfast!" Reply shouted Surya as is. Because indeed he and the Light were treated to a traveling porridge the same as the father earlier.

Hearing that, Dew's face bent inward. He felt ignored by the Light and Surya who again play chase among the amazing tea scenery.

"Why is he so willing to ignore me?" She's she? the meaning of Dew is Storm. The twins' cueknya can be understood because his name is also a boy who attaches importance to the pleasure of active play in his golden age. But Storm...? Huh... Dew does not accept. Being angry is also shameful. Come on, turn left, step straight forward towards the river. Just want to catch fish in the river.

And then came the Dew on the river bank. Sitting on a big black rock. Lowering his two legs, letting the dangling be moistened by the flowing water without any burden.

"He really is, what does he want? Just last night ngajakin refer, but now he has spread the same charm of all the women in this village." Dew mumbled to ask, bowing to his wet feet. He was upset that suddenly made the behavior of a storm that banging.

Without realizing it, the storm was following him. Stand with four steps back there. His lips smiled amusedly at the faint grunts of the Dew. "Funny...!" muttered Storm.

While the twins themselves still want to play in the tea plantation, under the care of five women who pretentious to steal his attention.

Dew gasped at the sound of a sudden Storm. He also looked lazily. His eyes were shining cynically. And said, "Well, are you here? There go! Just go with your five ladies!" remove the irritated Dew. Then immediately disconnected his gaze from the face of the Storm who was smiling sweetly.

"Sure, can I go with them?" Tempt the Storm as it stepped up and took a seat near the Dew.

The woman turned her head back cynically, then threw her eyes straight across the river again. Storm's face is too handsome to be in omelin. Honey, later fade like cheap batik cloth.

"Can, no?" ask the Storm again with that hand elbowing the Dew waist plan.

"Whatever..." Answer Dew kalem kalem but gereget in the heart.

"Recured, huh?" The storm smiled then pierced the left cheekst of Dew.

"You ah, get out!" the Dew tepis will be the Bad Finger of the Storm.

"Ciee... Some are jealous...!" the Storm again. However, he must succeed in getting Dewun to confess his feelings. Danger if long in the pendam, fear his sister was brought there rusty because it has never been wet again.

"Who is jealous? Don't ge'er!" Evasive dew. He no longer wants to be seduced. "You better go! It's up to you to go with the women out there!" He said, but his heart said something else. You hypocrite! his mind is self-cursing.

Ck. I cipo* it!

And sure enough, this time the threat of the Storm was carried out. Pull the nape of the Dew and then stick his lips. He bodo will be very eyes Empu lips rounded surprised to look at him in the intimate position.

The pair of lovebirds did not know that there was a grass finder, seeing scenes of Dew and Storm unknowing places. Afraid of getting warts in his eyes, the Mamang face the bow, goiiii.

And for a second, the Storm continues to steal the breath of the Dew that is fun Dew does not thrash but also does not reply to the storm that witnessed the beautiful natural scenery.

It was enough, the Storm released his lips. Then quickly put his index finger to the lips Dew who had realized from my shock and was about to nag.

"I sent the five women home. With a reason to want to know your reaction. And their story, you drove him away with a fierce shout. And on that farm, I was just pretending to ignore you. The proof is that I've been here since. I just want you to confess your feelings, Dewun. I know you have a taste in me. So...let's make a beautiful story?"

With her sweet smile, the Storm also extended her hand. Hoping for the Dew to grab it and accept it.

"You want?"

The dust is still silent. Anyway before he got the word blessing from the Storm family, he was reluctant to admit his feelings.

"I .. i__" Dew did not answer. Back those lips clenched the tub in the glue.

Love oh love! Five letters that are easy to write but have complexity. Sometimes love is there to rule the heart, but 'certain circumstances' are often the enemy of love.

"Please, admit it now! Or I'll kill myself. Plunge into the river with the word resigned under the current!" Force the Storm to threaten. He was reminded by Guruh's false advice that told him to plunge into the bridge. There is no bridge, the river is.

The dew raised one of his eyebrows. Then smile mockingly. "I know you're just scaring me! Just plunge and kill yourself if you dare," challenge Dew. "So, I want to go home!"

The woman also left. Leaving the Storm disappointed because the Dew is still evasive.

"Eum..all right! Look at my actions!" muttered Storm grinned cleverly. As a man, he was also the most anti-challenged. Self-esteem coeg, limaa hundreds uh. kok kayak trade know round. The storm patted his new eel in action that will make Dew regret for challenging him.

And byuuurrr... The sound of water rang out loud. Make the Dew step stop. "What's she--?" Dew hangs his speech while turning around and replacing it by running to the edge of the river in the storm earlier. The man was no longer in his sight, while the water in the river was turbulent from heavy weight shocks. And it must be the Storm's body.