Dowager Bohay

Opening of the Rose Garden

Rose laughed looking at the suddenly silent soul. "Don't think about it, Mum. It's just my shadow. Masa' the heck is a successful entrepreneur? That's a successful entrepreneur. We're successful together, okay?"

Djiwa breathed a sigh of relief. Almost got caught. "Aamiinu. Yes, we will succeed together. Let's take a shower together!"

"Well, how about a shower?"

"Mas wants to be soaped with Neng Roses Bohay, yuk soapin Mas. Top bottom left right front back yes, Neng!" djiwa Goda.

"Not backtracking either?" the Rose of God.

"Oh that's for sure. Let's go back and forth!" The soul drew the hands of the Rose and made a back and forth motion in their new bathroom. Shophouses are more soundproof than their contract homes. Djiwa again made the Rose say her name many times with a sighing voice.

Finished the plus-plus bath, the changed Rose laid her body on the bed. "The more the day the more wild," praise the Roses.

"Oh yeah? Who taught you?" The soul spills its body beside the Rose. Rose's chest rose up and down with exhaustion. Roses really make the soul never satisfied. Always want to explore new styles in sex.

"Truly, Mas. Stamina Mas overwhelmed me."

"Oh yeah? You don't like it?" goda Djiwa who now approaches the Rose and kisses her fragrant neck after bathing.

"Like it, um Mas, ticklish ah!" The Rose distanced her body but the Soul drew the Rose closer. Their room is now equipped with AC that Djiwa deliberately buy so as not to rage when they combine love. Djiwa reasoned that the owner allowed them to wear it as long as it was well taken care of. Again the rose believed.

"Jawab dong. You like no?" Djiwa again kissed the Roses in the sensitive area of the Roses. Making roses ticklish and bristling.

"Likes, Mas. Very fond. It always makes me satisfied" answered Rose honestly.

"Oh yeah? Mas also. You always get addicted. How about we make love 3 days 3 nights? Our shop closes first and we explore different styles?" djiwa without a second thought.

"Then what do we eat? Forgot if we had to pay the loan? Already ah, we better rest so that tomorrow can be fresh at the opening of the stall!" The rose justifies the location of the pillow and prepares for sleep.

The soul drew the Rose and hugged the Rose tightly. "You sleep on my arm. Softer than a pillow!"

"It's softer than a pillow only I'm not safe sleeping on Mas's arm."

"Not safe?" Djiwa's forehead wrinkled. "It's not safe why?"

The rose smiled shyly. "Because I've always had a big gun with Mas's."

The soul laughed out loud at the Rose's reply. The soul rained down the rose with many kisses on her lips. "Don't move! Surrender or this gun will enter you!" threaten Djiwa's.

"Again, Sir. Can you enter slowly no? Father's gun is so big about it, "the Rose.

"Oh ... Neng Roses Bohay nantangin Mas huh? Yes, I'll shoot!" The heat struggle happened again. Roses are tired but never refuse to enjoy every touch of the intoxicating Soul.

The soul is like that too. The roses drive him crazy. He never gets bored and always wants to fuck her. Like a little poked, the desire of the soul will be awakened again. The soul and the rose fell asleep from exhaustion. Thankfully, the Rose alarm was set.

"Must go to the market? Married to yuk! Go to the market tomorrow!" said Djiwa lazily. His body is tired from his own actions.

"Let's not be lazy! Remember the debt, then we'll get excited again!" wheedle Roses.

"Yes, but again, you're playing pistol-pistolan in the bathroom?" nego Djiwa's.

"Not enough?" ask the Rose wonder.

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Djiwa restrained her sleepiness while waiting for the newly opened geprek chicken shop. Buyers queue and crowded want to try different versions of chicken geprek. It is called steak but chicken geprek, spelled chicken geprek but similar to steak.

Roses seem eager to serve the queue of online motorcycle taxi that has not stopped since. Djiwa who was tired to ask for help Rendi to come. Djiwa's feet ache back and forth one table to another table while delivering orders.

Before afternoon, all their trading was up completely. Djiwa sat in the chair exhausted. Rose was busy counting the money from the sale today while Rendi was busy cleaning the shophouse. Rendi's spirit works because Djiwa said he would consider it overtime and get paid a double. Rendi whose eyes duitan certainly did not reject the offer of his boss.

"Is it over, Roses?" asked a beautiful girl who made Rendi speechless. Rendi did not continue mopping the floor and was glued to see who was coming.

"Well Lily, you're late!" the rose that welcomed his friend. "It's over, Ly. Come inside! I'll make you a drink, it's free!"

The rose pulls Lily inside. Lily greeted Djiwa politely. "How are you Ly?" ask Djiwa kindly.

"Good, Mas. Sales are a lot today? It's not over by late afternoon" Lily said.

"Yes, thank God. We stock a lot of chicken, Ly. Hopefully not just during the opening. Tomorrow and next are also crowded." Djiwa glanced at Rendi who was silent rigidly looking at Lily.

"Ly, do you remember my cousin? The joint!" The soul pointed towards Rendi. Rendi's daydream came to a halt and smiled warmly at Lily.

"Hi, Ly!" sapa Rendi sok familiar.

"Hi, Mum. Mas Rendi helped out here too?" ask Lily.

"Yes, Ly. Very diligent he. Without me asking him to help after work. That's good, isn't it?" Djiwa answered before Rendi answered. "Lily's coming back tomorrow? Who knew Lily would try our new menu?"

Djiwa glanced at Rendi meaningfully. Djiwa wants Rendi to help her again tomorrow. "Yes, Ly. Tomorrow come again," said Rendi.

"Tomorrow? Sure can. I happen to be on holiday. Tomorrow I come" Lily answered.

Djiwa smiled happily. The reinforcements came again. He will not be wasted of course. "Ren, did you mop it? If so, come sit here. We chat!"

Hearing Djiwa's offer, Rendi quickly finished her mopping. He will not waste chatting with Lily, the girl who made Rendi amazed by her beauty from the beginning.

Self-conscious, he went inside and left Rendi chatting with Lily. He helped Rose fold the cardboard for take away and ojek orders online.

"The joint fits Lily, too," said Djiwa.

The little smiling rose. "That's what Mas Djiwa saw. Does Rendi want Lily?"

"Why is that why? Just look at Rendi so interested in Lily," asked Djiwa.

"Well, you know where I know Lily? How can we be friends?" ask the Rose.

Djiwa shook his head. "Don't know. Where do you know?"

"In prison. Lily's my cellmate."

The soul was shocked to hear the Rose's answer. "Lily was in jail, too?"

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