Jum Wo Ai Ni

What do you want?

Mayleen smiled broadly as she stared at the screen of her phone. He was very excited to carry out the mission of carrying these grandchildren, stimulants mixed into their drinks plus the male passion generator perfume, surely the two young people would not be able to bear not to do anything.

"Mrs why? look really cool again?" tanya Wati, the housekeeper and wife of Parman.

"Yes definitely seneng dong, soon me and Mirna will be carrying grandchildren. It's Mir." he said as he glanced at Besan who was sitting not far from him.

A month later.

Dylan never absent ask for rations to his wife and Juminten never refused, because it was already the right of the husband. It's just that when they are given a jampe-jampe, both will be more active while playing.

That night greeting, the woman with the mole began to lay down on the sofa. Tonight he wants to be alone, his body crumpled dimly after Dylan's game last night.

"Why are you sleeping there, squid?" asked Dylan who had just come out of the bathroom, the man was flirting around his waist beside Juminten.

"Pengen aja." Juminten turned his back on the husband.

"No way, you should sleep there, just like me!" firmly the man narrowed it while pointing at their large bed.

Ever since they spent the night together in the living room, Dylan asked Juminten to sleep in bed with him. Which ends with the unification of the sweat of both.

"Okay, I'm here. Want rest. Tired," he lamented as he tightened the blanket.

Dylan frowned, resting. Does sleeping with her not include rest?

"If you are tired it is better to sleep in our soft beds, sleeping on the sofa kayak that is more tired. It's hard, it's hard." Dylan pressed down on the sofa beside Juminten, the man spoke softly unlike usual.

Juminten held back a laugh at Dylan's words.

"No ah, it's more comfortable here. Free," said Juminten without turning away. Dylan nodded in annoyance.

Without saying much more, the man wearing a white shirt and shorts immediately lifted the wife's body.

"Hey what are you! no descending!" pekik Juminten's.

Dylan did not answer, he continued walking and then threw Juminten's tiny body on the bed.

"It's so rough!" juminten.

"Diem, sleep!" snarled Dylan no less loudly.

Juminten mouth manyun five centi, he turned his body facing the window. Dylan who saw that could only let out a long sigh, yes he was indeed too rude. Her big hand was coiled around her slender waist wrapped in a black-colored nightgown, pulling the woman closer to him.

Juminten did not rebel because it was useless. His strength was not comparable to the husband, although upset, he let Dylan clench his body tightly.

"Inget point five" said Juminten.

"Hem," said Dylan briefly as if he did not care. I don't know, he just feels comfortable like this.

"Dy, what do you want from this marriage?" juminten asked in a serious tone.

"You mean?"

Juminten scoops up a lot of oxygen before it starts talking. " We both know you have someone you love, you're even willing to lie to Mama for her."

Juminten smiled wryly, remembering how Dylan and Jessica asked him to sign the contract at that time.

"Maybe for you this marriage is just a game that will end in a year. But not for me, Dy. Marriage is a sacred thing. A promise that we made before God and saw all the angels, and I really appreciate this bond, that's why I don't refuse to serve you because this marriage is real. Despite all the agreements, I am still your wife and you are my husband" Juminten said at length, tonight she felt a little melow.

Dylan listened carefully to Juminten's words, there was no intention to interrupt. Because what his wife said was true. Dylan only tightened his embrace in response.

"If you only consider this marriage a contract, we'd better stop this. Do not let us go too far to do it, I'm afraid there is a wounded heart," Juminten added again with a slightly vibrating tone. Juminten didn't want to fall too deep on Dylan.

"Give me time to answer all this," he whispered softly.

The night crept up, the two men were immersed in their thoughts. Dylan tightened his embrace even more, making Juminten feel claustrophobic. But the woman did not make a sound, she enjoyed the warm embrace, even though she realized all this was just pseudo. Dylan was not his, this body was indeed holding warm, but Juminten did not know his heart.

Dylan is more daydreaming lately, this makes Raka have to work extra.

"Sir, this is the result of this month's meeting." Raka placed her report documents on the table.

"Hem," Dylan replied briefly with an erratic blank look.

Raka took a deep breath, this state could not be allowed to continue.

"Is there anything that disturbs your mind, sir?" asked Raka carefully, however she was only a subordinate. He does not want to be considered presumptuous.

Dylan let out a long sigh, the slender man slashing his back on the back of the chair. Slightly looked up, staring at the sky that was carved into a white-colored dragon.

"I'm in a dilemma" he said.

Raka's brows fused together, he pulled a chair and sat on it.

"The dilemma? you mean?" asked Raka with a kepo soul that was bursting.

Dylan also told about his story from A to Z of course he did not tell about the agreement between, Juminten, Jessica and him. Just in case, if Raka gets disloyal, and report it to Mayleen.

"I have an idea, it might be able to eliminate your sense of Dilemma. And I'm sure you will find the truth with this plan" Raka said confidently.

"What idea?" this time Dylan looked at the man expectantly.

Raka grinned, he got up and walked over to Dylan.

"Eh ... What do you want?! I'm still normal!" Dylan stared nyalang at Raka who brought her face closer to him.

"What do you mean? I just want to whisper something."

"O, kirain."

Dylan brought his ears closer, and Raka started whispering something that made Dylan hear him.

"You sure this is gonna work?"

"100 percent Sir, I can vouch for it," Raka replied confidently.

"Alright, just set it up like you said."

"Well, I'll do it soon." Raka gave a small smile, she bowed then stepped out of the room.

"Yes."

"Yes, sir." Raka stopped her steps, then turned her head.

"Are you aware that there is only us in this room? what were you whispering for?"

"Hehehe .. let's get the feeling Mr."

Dylan raised his eyebrows, looking at the fervent Raka. " Yes, continue your work there!"

"Ready Sir!"

Raka smiled broadly. He was very pleased that Dylan had agreed to his plan. Raka wants to show Jessica's true nature to Dylan.