Heart Shield 2

31. Crabby.

"Keluuaaaaaarrr.. Just take care of your Sania..!!"

"Yes.. aampuuuuun..!!" Bang Igo chose to exit the room.

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Murkanya Lettu Igo to make branch dealers in the area where he lives must come alone to the Battalion office.

"We on behalf of the company apologize for the negligence of one of our employees..!!" Said the branch head.

"I personally may be able to accept, but my wife who is pregnant young can not take it for granted. Honestly I'm lazy until there has to be a problem like this." Answer Bang Igo.

"Once again we apologize, sir. Can we meet with mom? Maybe we can help explain this misunderstanding?" Pinta branch head is actually very sexy and seductive in the eyes of men. The woman posed as a model in front of Lettu Igo.

'Astagfirullah hal adzim. O Allah, please spare my eyes from the inappropriate and direct all these feelings to my wife only.'

Bang Igo immediately turned his attention on his phone screen. "Better not to. I just need an official certificate that the company has sent the wrong type of goods and the name of the destination of the recipient. I asked for a sports car, not a family car."

"Father can come to my office because I didn't bring the fittings. Maybe we can change the schedule to make the meeting more relaxed. At the hotel, for example."

"Is there such a procedure? I don't think I'm interested." Replied Bang Igo firmly refused.

"Yaaa. is off track, but I guarantee it will be very memorable and fun." The head of the spoiled pitched branch seduced Bang Igo's instincts.

"One part-time job is tempting, but I don't like anything anyone else has ever tried. I like premium and exclusive items, even if only my wife has."

The head of the branch felt very demeaned only this time there was a man who rejected it blatantly.

"There has never been a man who has rejected me. Am I really not pretty in your eyes, Mr Igo?" Ask the woman.

"Cantiikk. But unfortunately you lost away from my wife. My wife is a limited edition and the prettiest among the prettiest." Answer Bang Igo. His face looked stiff and lazy to respond to the woman. "Hmm. quickly the letter was made yes. At the latest two hours from now or I will contact the headquarter until you lose your career..!!"

"Excuse me..!!" Pamit the woman.

Withstanding the extreme embarrassment, the woman walked out of Bang Igo's room. Didn't expect since there was a figure who eavesdropped somehow since when.

"Waaahh. I can't seduce my husband. Sorry mbak. taste my husband is young like me, not like Oma great-grandfather like this." Puneai Ledek blatantly.

The woman who was already embarrassed was walking half-run without a sound.

"It's impossible for you to talk to him in the park or the cafeteria."

"But this room should not be closed if you are both. That's not good." Until glaring Punai upset with Bang Igo. His hands ruffled waist made Bang Igo rosy-ketir.

"Why don't you just go in instead of misunderstanding like this..!!" Bang Igo.

"Was there still no regrets?????" Punai took off his sandals and lifted him up high but because he still had to uphold a sense of courtesy towards the husband then his hand just kicked the table behind Bang Igo.

"Yeah.. Sorry brother. Brother's sorry."

"What with an apology is all done for granted. I was alone with a girl and said she was beautiful." Nai spelled it all out until it was fiery.

Bang Igo looked down agitatedly. His head lowered carrying peerless unrest.

"If only Nai had come here. is it possible that Brother would have a casual meeting and chat at the same hotel Oma greatuut it??"

Bang Igo was still speechlessly confused to answer Nai's question. A little wrong then his fate is like an egg on the tip of the horn.

"Why silence?" Ask Punai.

"Yes my brother hasn't told me about you..........."

"Whataaaaaa???? So if you told Nai, what would you expect??? Can you be with her???"

"Yes maybe..............."

"Ohoooooooo..!!" Punai hands immediately grabbed the hair of Bang Igo.

"Astagfirulah.. You're not done talking about why cut it off????" Bang Igo can only respond to the tantrums of pregnant women.

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