Marrying a Plain Girl

8

After her return from the boutique, Zi kept thinking about the man Bela was with at her boutique earlier this afternoon.

Somehow he felt the man who was with Bela was another lover of the lover of the husband.

Remembering again, Bela also ordered a suit with matching colors with the dress in her message, if not a couple, it was impossible to order a wear with matching colors, that was what Zi thought, that was what Zi thought, because the dress and also the suit Bela ordered, suitable for couples to use.

"I have to tell Ji about this, surely the handsome man is Bela's lover as well" said Zi, admitting the good looks of the man who, along with Bela, is no less handsome than Ji's husband.

Zi immediately got out of the car, when the car driven by his personal driver had parked his car in the parking lot at Ji's house.

And the goal was to immediately meet Ji the husband, who Zi believed was in his room, because not long ago he sent a message to the husband, Zi, Ji said today don't go anywhere.

After entering the house and did not find Papi Jona and also mami Jane, in the living room or the living room.

Zi decided to go straight to Ji's room which was next to the room he had always stayed in while staying at the house.

"Ji, can I come in?" zi asked while knocking on the door of the husband's room.

However, it did not get an answer from Ji. "Where is he" said Zi, and opened the door of the room, which was not in the key.

Making Zi go straight into the room, which is no stranger to her, because she often went in and out of the room, before bearing the status of wife of Ji.

"Ji, where are you?" tanya Zi who did not find any husband in the room. "Ji!"

I don't know how many times Zi called the husband, but still did not get the approval from the husband.

"Is he going? But it's impossible, the motorbike and also the car that I saw was in the car garage," he said, because clearly earlier, it was, he saw a big motorbike and also the husband's car was in the car garage. "Ji!" now Zi called out to her husband while shouting.

"Whisper!" sahut Ji who just came out of the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around his waist, of course with bare chest.

But did not make Zi close both eyes to see the husband bare-chested, because often he saw Ji bare-chested before marriage.

"How about, cool right?" ji asked, while Zi was still observing her body.

"Cool from where, what's this body of paper?" tanya Zi, because again the husband made a tattoo on his body. "You know ji, make that tattoo..."

"It's a work of art" Ji continued, cutting off a word from Zi, knowing what he was going to say. "Don't be tacky, say like a thug, make a tattoo now natural, mami and also papi also not forbid,"

"How to prohibit, your people from tattooing without their knowledge,"

"Ah come on, don't discuss my artwork anymore, what are you doing to my room?" asked Ji who was very understanding If Zi had approached himself to the room there must be something he wanted to say.

"Where are the sandflowers?" tanya Zi, forgetting her original purpose wanted to tell the man that was with Bela, because the sandflowers were more attractive to her.

"Still ingetting, you oon, you know" Ji said as he shook his head.

"Where's the hunt?"

"Later to find out, your pet cat has defecated yet,"

"What does sandflowers have to do with mami cat litter,"

"It is, sandflowers, another word for cat litter, you oon!"

"Since when was cat litter called the sandflower, Ji?"

"Since your brain's been slid to your knees!"

Seriate............