Households
*His truth*
“Didn't you remember me? Remember you're the woman who hit me at the restaurant. “looks resentfully at the woman in front of her.
Cupping back the face in front of her, energizing the woman to remember her. Approaching face.
Derta cengo ohh.. He remembered the man he had run over at the restaurant that time. It's so rude to touch me so carelessly.
recalling.
“Release your hand *******. “ loud and loud noises fill that quiet hallway.
Dirga looked at his wife.
Angry, why his wife let a foreign man touch her and he just kept quiet, annoying.
Or he's cheating on her.ohh Shittttt. Claim in his heart and speed up his pace.
ohhh, she said going to the toilet turned out to be playing with another guy, you cheap lady. Growled.
And who's the man who's been brave, holding my woman? God fucking. I'll make sure your hands don't work anymore. Dare to touch mine, only I can touch it. Huh.
Derta swiftly hit the hand that had been sassy holding her. No matter the owner of the hand it is complaining of pain.
Because there are more dangerous things. Stepping timidly towards her already angry husband. Just look at his feet already in a hurry walking towards me, surely he will hit the man behind me. Thought derta.
Why am I so silly, letting that guy touch me.
A little run towards her husband.
Dirga stared at the angry woman who had run towards him.
How dare you! Snarled.
“Honey, introduce him my childhood friend.”hugs tightly. “and hey, old friend introduce, this is my handsome husband. “releasing his embrace and turning body gave a code towards the man who was staring at his clueless cengo.
“You don't play me. “seru Dirga can't believe seeing the strange response of the man who has dared to touch the woman.
Derta's spinning the brain.
“Emmm, he just made sure it was me or not, because he told me why I had grown big and beautiful like this, even married a rich and handsome man. “turn and hug her husband tighter with shamelessness. After giving the code to the man again.
“Awas you dare to lie. “reply his wife's hug possessively and stare intently at the stranger who had brashly touched hers. His gaze was as if saying he was mine, how dare you touch him.
Dirga sighed violently dampening emotions. This woman loves to play with her emotions.
“Ehhh,, yes sir. We are just old friends, and I am very surprised why a little snotty and skinny kid used to be, already this big and also very pretty. “george chimed in.
It's too bad my fate, to meet a married woman. And her husband is possessive. Must be because he loves his wife so much.
Lucky this damn man, got a wife who is very beautiful and adorable.Praise and mockery unite and protest in his heart.
Ehh,, haphazardly why do you say I'm skinny dry, why did you make up a story that vilified me, hix. Crazy guy, no heart. Derta protests.
Dirga riding pitan.
“How dare you praise my wife in front of me. “Dirga screaming no Receive. Who are you so brave to praise my wife her gaze sharply draws out anyone who sees her.
George glared amusedly.
How can there be such a possessive man? It doesn't really fit his appearance.
She hid her face in her husband's field. Smiling delightfully. Is her husband jealous?.
The commotion that occurred attracted the employees. Exactly the cry of the venerable master Dirga was what made the curious . Indeed, who would dare to scream as good as he could in this precious building.
Apparitions in front of their eyes that successfully make the employees cengo, who would dare to hug Mr Dirga? And who's screaming? What is mr. dirga. Questions popped up in the brains of netizens.
secretary hen, it's fast to appear, Lord Dirga honorable has started to craze.
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