I'm with you, Juragan Aris
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"god, deck, I thought there was a fire, you were cooking, this is also why is the face of this kind of civet?" asked Aris who rubbed his wife's face.
ayu just smiled, "yes how else, the person's name is also fumigation, mas will be in Masakin what? because it feels like I guarantee it must be good," said ayu.
"whatever it's up to you, let's go home, it's done, right?" tanya Aris saw so many results that entok
"well, Mbah the input was finished inside, then ayu go home first yes," said ayu.
"good boy, boss," said Mun.
Aris just nodded, the man always believed in Aris who would look after his grandson.
the two went home, and ayu rushed to cook the entok and then took a shower.
Aris also saw his wife who was always busy also helped him to wash some dirty containers earlier.
ayu came down wearing a long negligee with no arms and tied her hair high.
Aris kissed her with anxiety, "ih stop, mas do it too often," protested Ayu who was afraid if her husband asked her again
"no deck, I just want to kiss you, by the way Eko has transferred the money from the harvest, he happened to be in town this afternoon so all he said," said Aris.
"can you see the proof of the transfer, isn't it on a mobile phone?" ask ayu.
"just look, I was charging in the middle room next to the tv" said Aris.
ayu had taken steam from Presto's pot, Aris immediately approached his wife who looked serious.
"what is this mas?" tanya Ayu who just knew so much chat from a prankster.
"i don't know, just a prank number" replied Aris who did not open it.
Ayu also began to check the proof of transfer through an application provided by the bank.
Aris pulled him to sit on his lap, "is madam?" ask Aris.
"wait a minute, I have to check the balance first mas," said Ayu.
Aris just sighed, because his wife is always careful, and while busy a phone goes into Aris' phone.
ayu gave the phone to her husband, "hello, what are you calling me?" asked Aris who was holding his wife's body.
ayu resigned and chose to embrace Aris, "yes boss, this wants to ask, Mom boss wants catfish too what not, I just happened to harvest catfish in the hole that I once filled catfish, catfish, uh it turns out the size is already large," said Eko.
"by dong, bring three," Aris' voice began to hoarse.
"stop baby.." - Shouts Aris to Ayu.
but his wife kept biting Aris' ears, while Eko who did not want to hear more immediately turned off the phone.
"fucking.." muttered Aris.
ayu immediately stopped her husband's speech with her index finger, "can't talk like that, now let's eat," said ayu who invited her husband.
"well, when I want to eat you," said Eko who had shown Ayu something.
his wife laughed amusedly, the article Aris so easy on the fishing line, Ayu also immediately hugged Aris.
"just do it" replied Ayu spoiled.
Aris took her to the guest room, and the two did it again.
Aris heard the sound of the house bell while he was resting, not wanting to wake his wife.
Aris immediately rushed to open the door, it turned out to be Eko and Mr. Nurdin, "wow what is this coming together?" ask Aris.
"juragan forgot that he had not brought his yam, later Bu juragan was angry again," said Mr. Nurdin.
"thank you sir" replied Aris who received a purple sweet potato red crackle.
"already oruh mas Eko, has been received directly with his wife, then I say yes," said Mr. Nurdin who rushed away.
Eko just laughed, "this is the boss of the catfish, oh yes this is delicious when cooked red seasoning," said Aris
"yes, that's my wife's business" Aris said.
"all right then I say yes" said Eko who then left.
Aris brought the two ingredients and stored them in the kitchen. turned out to have a bath and out of the room.
"what the hell is it, I'm so excited" asked ayu.
"this is a loh dear, there are some who deliver food, already now let's eat duku," asked Aris.
elsewhere, a woman saved by Aris is trying to find the man.
moreover, he kept on imagining the handsome face of the man, "Nova why are you so genitals?"
"no ma'am, Nova just remembered something" the girl replied.
"you're weird, people are obviously from daydreaming, don't tell me you have a boyfriend" she said
"no, ma'am, let's go to the kitchen, because Nova's so hungry" said the girl.
because he does not know who the man is, tomorrow he will ask his friend.
Aris is helping his wife to clean up the three fish that Eko brought.
ayu fillet the fish and some are divided into parts to be cooked tomorrow.
after they finished they sat together in front of the terrace while enjoying the steamed yam.
because they were also confused about what to do, so they sat alone.
"what are you thinking, baby?" tanya Aris looked at his bored wife.
"well, I was bored and confused about what to do" said Ayu.
"why is that, hug first if you want?" asked Aris extending her hand.
"no ah, I always do it" replied ayu laughing.
"it's a shame that I suddenly wanted to ask you something, but was afraid that I would hurt you" Aris said.
"what's that, baby, I wouldn't be mad if I didn't talk about polygamy" Ayu said.
"all right, I just want to ask what if we don't have children in our household later" asked Aris.
ayu was immediately sad, especially they were married within three months.
but there were no signs of pregnancy on her, she felt guilty.
"forgive me, because I can't get pregnant yet" Ayu said.
"that's not how I mean baby, God has not given us trust, after all we are still three months married, this is only if," said Aris who felt guilty because of his question.
"but can we we adopt a child, or if mas sad and want a biological child, mas can marry again after divorcing me," said ayu who began to sob.
Aris immediately hugged his wife, ayu immediately cried as he pleased in Aris's arms.
because he already loved Aris very much and could not see the man making out with other women.
"i'm sorry, baby, this is just a question, why are you so sad, then we'll do an examination tomorrow to know our condition yes, it has stopped crying," said Aris who was confused.
"yes mas, sorry but I can't stop crying because I think about it" cried Ayu.
Aris felt guilty for making his wife cry.
