LADY MISTRESS MR. REY

The Part 2 streets

They enjoyed taking a walk this time, occasionally Vio nailed it as he was today.

"Master I have a request for you" said Vio already planning his prank idea.

"What" master Rey while raising next to his eyebrows.

"Buy me some cotton candy, I'll wait here" Vio positioned himself on the chair under the shady tree.

"Where there is a cotton candy seller" asked Mr. Rey confused, where to look.

"Well, I know, maybe there are a lot of sellers there" pointed Vio at a lot of sellers.

"Hemm but it's a long way away, which is true I have to walk that far"

"You love me not anyway, if dear it's anything done for the person he loves" said Vio reasoned by putting up his sad face. Mr. Rey who could not bear to of course obey what Vio said.

"Well wait here, I'll buy you a minute" Mr. Rey walked over to a cotton candy buyer a long way away on foot.

"Rasain, now it's my turn to prank you, let me know the taste.You, it's good to have told me all you want, hemm Vio was resisted" he murmured softly while cheering happily.

The journey to the cotton candy seller was very hot and crowded, so it was necessary to queue with a long queue. There is an average that queues up parents who bring their children. But not with him, so it became the center of attention of mothers and other parents. It was nothing just admiring the good looks of this man who was lining up with her.

The mothers are willing if they have to wait in line for a long time to look at the handsome face sitting on the plastic chair. So that it makes Mr. Rey awkward surrounded by mothers who continue to look at him, until his turn comes.

"Five-pack of cotton candy ma'am" the mother-seller.

"There are so many masters, so many sons, sir" asked the seller.

"Not for the child, but for my wife ma'am" replied Mr. Rey.

"Wahh must be his wife again cravings yes sir" replied the seller pretentiously.

"Yes ma'am" replied Mr. Rey, who would not prolong the conversation.

"These masters are all fifty thousand" while handing over the two-sheet money.

"It's mostly master" said the seller.

"It's okay, the rest is for mom" Mr. Rey.

"Wahh thank you very much sir, may your future child be born safely" said the seller was giving his prayers to his wife.

Mr. Rey did not answer just nodded slowly as it passed from there. He returned to the place where Vio was shelter while carrying five packs of cotton candy.

"This is your order" handed it to Vio.

"Wahhh my husband is very kind today" Vio said as he took the cotton candy from Rey's hand.

"Now I ask for my wages."

"What reward, I will not bring cash, I just asked from you" said plain Vio.

" I'm not asking for money."

" Then want to ask for what wages if not money" Vio opened the cotton candy and immediately devoured it.

"Kiss me" said master Rey confidently.

"But this is a public place, I don't want to" Vio refused.

"You refuse me, fine if you don't kiss me, I'll ask for my reward tonight to serve me."

Vio looked up at Mr. Rey, while Mr. Rey who was stared at casually even playing a mobile phone, it made him want to pinch his nose only.

"Alright I'll kiss you, come here" Vio ordered.

"And I ask for a wage, of course you come to me" Mr. Rey casually, not knowing that his mistress was already very upset with his teeth and squeezed her hands together.

"Alright" Vio came forward and kissed Rey's cheek softly.

"Not there, but here" pointed at his lips.

"What the hell are you, shameless" Vio grumbled as he rubbed his wet lips from the lightning hot kiss.

But Mr. Rey even smiled happily like he had just gotten a lottery draw.

"You also try this candy, it's really good."

"No, I don't like sweet things" said Mr. Rey.

"But why did you buy me this much" pointed Vio at Mr. Rey.

"Aren't you the one who asked, then where's my fault" asked Mr. Rey.

Vio was upset not playing, it was true that he asked for cotton candy but he did not ask for that much, until every time there was a small child through Vio shared until the rest of one.

Their journey continues, currently in the car, Vio asks to stop Mr. Rey's car stopped at the tent stall. Of course arguing first to stop his car near the tent stall. Vio's mission hasn't finished working on her husband. This time it should work he thought. Vio will take Mr. Rey to eat at the tent stall.

"Honey come down, I want to eat there" Vio pointed at the tent stall near his car park.

"What did you say" asked Mr. Rey.

"I want to eat at that stall" Vio.

"No, that's not what you called me."

"Darling" Vio.

"Try to repeat again."

"Honey I want to eat there, come on" Mr. Rey who is called by the sweet name of course according to although he was reluctant to get out of the car.

Just looking from the outside has made him no appetite, what else goes in it.

"Darling but this is so slovenly" the master subconsciously called Vio to be invited away from there.

"No you should try to be a low caste person" Vio insisted.

"But baby, I can take you to whichever restaurant you want, and I can still pay for it."

They argue in the street with their hands pulling each other.

"Have you said it, the food here is very good, you have to try it" Vio pulled Mr. Rey's hand into the tent stall.

This stall is actually Vio's subscription stall when he returns to work usually will eat here or sometimes wrap it for himself and Fani.

"Wahh ning Vio, with her husband yes ning" asked the seller's mother who had memorized with her customers.

"Oh yes ma'am, this knows my husband" Vio said.

"Ning Vio is very clever, find a husband can be saucy and dirty like this, what the recipe is ning" said the stall seller who was helped by his daughter.

"Don't know ma'am, maybe it's just luck" Vio replied.

"Wahh may ning Vio's good luck be contagious to ning's mother's child."

"You want to tell me what ning Vio and her husband are" the mother looks flirtatious if Vio notices it's not as usual.

"Bake two, fried two ducks and drink this bottled water only yes ma'am" while taking bottled water in front of it.

Vio could have guessed that her husband would not want a drink made by the mother of the tent stall seller.

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