I'm Not a Teaser

Part 114 - SMA Space

Tired of going around all day until they missed lunch. As a result their afternoon tomb was delayed and only occurred in the afternoon after feeling hungry.

They are so happy and happy that they forget time. Now they are in the restaurant in the Mall. Sitting three with various kinds of food in front of him.

Occasionally their eating events in interspersed with laughter or other light discussions. Of course the one who started the topic was Alana as a slightly chatty woman. Showing off like a socialite in general? That can't happen in their discussion.

Alana will only show off her wealth as Ceo, Lawyer, and wife of entrepreneurs if she meets people she doesn't like.

"Say you have adek Ran as Arga's age, which school?" alana asked as she took a deep sip of her juice from thirst.

"Yes, I'm a 10th-grade space high school."

"Eh really? One school with Kara dong," said Salsa.

"Your children are also in school there?" Rania ensure.

"Yes, Arga also went to school there, 10th grade as well. What major did you major in? Ntar I asked Arga not to disturb him, because he likes to be ignorant with girls." Alana laughs to herself while shaking her head every time she remembers Arga's behavior that is much different from her husband.

The man copied all the traits of his cousin.

"10 IPS 1 sis," replied Rania.

"One class Al." Salsa laughed, of course, Rania's sister became a delicious meal of the Arga playboy, what else if beautiful.

"If Salsa's son?"

"Angkara 11 IPA 1 head osis, rarely join him another, cuek the person."

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After a long conversation and tired of traveling, the three of them decided to go home and split up in the parking lot. Rania was actually offered to go home together, but she refused on the grounds that Rangga would pick her up.

The two-bodied woman, whose stomach was getting bigger, sat on one of the barriers waiting for her husband to pick her up.

Just about to call, the black car had stopped not far from him. Rania stood up and approached the husband, grabbing the man's hand for him to kiss.

"The streets? Tired?" asked Rangga as usual to kiss the wife's forehead.

"Yes, um."

"What is the amount of shopping today?"

"Many," answered Rania relaxes her body while leaning on the arm of the husband who was holding her hand.

"Where there are many, it's less than ten paper bags."

"Yes, I just bought a cute kid's dress in my opinion, some shirts and watches for mas, tomorrow it's gone."

Rangga breathed a rough breath, always if Rania went out shopping alone, the woman never shopped for herself. It must be more important, the needs of Rangga.

"Well, you don't like anything? Want a bag or a shirt? Or fear of waste? Honey, don't think about the nominal price of plis, I work for you not someone else."

"I know you."

"Continue?"

"Yes all got I'm still good, some haven't been to wear either. I wanted a rich bag to have Alana's sister but not be deh."

"What bag?"

"Burberry bag is very beautiful, but the price can make a meal for 2 months" said Rania. Actually he was offered by Alana but refused because it was not good, anyways he was only interested and did not have to have it.

For Rania, tens of millions of dollars are better on the tube than having to buy such an expensive object. There are still many beautiful bags under the price. He also does not like to show off.

Rangga laughed, why is his wife different? Come on now Rangga is indeed pioneering business from the bottom, but that does not mean too poor.

"Ngapain laughing? Why are you mocking me because of Katro?"

"No dear." Rangga slammed the steering wheel, turning towards the Mall.

"Kok turn the mas?"

"We buy the bag you want, all the others."

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Remember today Monday, threesome flowers and don't forget to press your vote🌹🌹🌹🌹💃💃💃💃💃💃💃💃💃💃. The last few parts were quiet, bustling dong. Maksa.