Marrying Surrogate Mother Tanteku

Kenzi

Darren saw his phone. Pantes Kenzi greeted him with the name Dusk. His phone was stuck with his wife's phone. Darren hastily picked up without looking first. The two phones are not only similar, but the exact same starting from the wallpaper, soft case and also features in it.

"Ken, it's me. How do you know my bini?" Darren answered Kenzi's greeting to his wife full of investigation.

"Oup!!! Sorry I thought it was Dusk." Kenzi pura - pura does not recognize Darren's voice.

"When there's a need for what's the same bini me? Where do you know my dog?" darren is getting impatient.

"Who is it, sir? Whose father is this? or maybe I got it wrong?" kenzi Goda.

Darren sent a request to switch a regular call into a video call. Kenzi accepted it, just wanting to enjoy Darren's upset face.

"How are you? really tangled face, ask dielus - elus anget kayaknya, let me fasten a little." Kenzi is still consistently flirting.

"If you want to hear my good news, answer first how do you know my bini?" Darren was consistent with his curiosity as well.

"Your bini wallet fell on my car" replied Kenzi, increasingly asking in Darren's head.

"What if I ride in your car? Where the hell are you? I think I know where you're standing now?" Darren asked while remembering - remember.

"I've been talking on the phone. The red carpet. I'm riding." Kenzi disconnected his cell phone unilaterally.

Not until five minutes, Kenzi had appeared in front of Darren's door that was already open. The two hugged each other to pat each other on the shoulders, then sat down on the long sofa leisurely.

"Long time no see bro" said Kenzi.

"Yupv...When's coming?" ask Darren.

"It's been almost two months, but I'm not going anywhere. Same with my world." Kenzi patted a friend's shoulder during his study abroad first.

"Brother, I never even. Again after the show, before I was forty years old, my son was at least one basketball team." Darren was honest this time.

"Now, your bini wallet." Kenzi thrusts a black, rectangular crocodile leather wallet at Darren. "Wife you saucy bro!" praise Kenzi blak - blakan.

Darren received the wallet Dusk. "Why can my wife ride in your car?" ask Darren again and again.

"He took a taxi online. My driver. Crazy you, pregnant woman bring a little boy back and forth until your nyusulin to the airport. Like you're a little careless, I ticked you weird - weird." Kenzi as always teases Darren.

"I'm not going to taste the same as you. Uh! Why did you become an online taxi driver?"

"Gue again find a model to launch some of my company's products. We made a deal yuk!" Kenzi offered me a deal.

"Product what? Deal what?" Darren still doesn't understand.

"Continue?"

"Gue wants your son's wife to be his brand ambassador. I did not look for an artist from the beginning, that's why I became a premium online taxi driver. I nyari mama - mama young, sweet, spoiled, childbearing and seductive or at least a woman who is okay if dressed - pura pregnant." Kenzi added his statement.

"What if there are women who ride a taxi online?"

"Well.. bini you the evidence goes up."

"Yes because the driver again I told him to run away for a moment. Yesterday was my same sprain," said Darren.

"Well, in addition to you and your wife, in the outside also many who fight using online taxi services if you stop by. If using the driver must be caught bro, not to mention the slengki - slengki, yes times to the hotel escorted the driver. That must have been reported to the husband." Kenzi gave Darren a look at the world of premium and exclusive online specialties.

"Gue doesn't understand Ken. Since I married males kongkow. I forbid my chant to go out of the house without me, yes the time I want to go out like it myself - like it," said Darren.

"Back to topic, I want your wife and child to be a Brand Ambassador in the milk products of pregnant women and toddler needs. Please, I can't afford it at the usual rate. Because I'm sure you don't need the money. I stock 25% for you, as many free baby products as any of your children." Kenzi gave his offer to Darren.

"Personal gue does not like my wife to be a spectacle of others, even if it was just photographed. But this time I'll be more fair, I asked bini I first. He's the one who's cramming" Darren said.

Darren shifted the subject. Both of them immediately dissolved back in a chat.

While at the house of Darren and Dusk, the three cungpret bowed before a woman ruler Darren Mahendra. Who else if not the wife of his superior. Amar and Ali who do not know anything so they feel intimidated in the face of Dusk like that.

"Nes, say jujut sa me. Why is it that every time you want to make me jealous, your boss always uses the name Naomi. Suppose Naomi knew it was always called - say how?" Dusk asked with a little emphasis.

"Mrs. Naomi is the safest to borrow her name ma'am, because of Mrs. Naomi is the real accdc" said Yanes half-whispering.

"Owhh...So Daddy's kids are still normal, yes Nes, it's just your improvisation to help your boss, right?" Dusk is still mencari Yanes.

"Yes mom, I swear by anything. Mr. Darren is still normal. I can prove it myself later." Yanes still looks not serious.

"Where if you're the one who proved Nes, you're the next time you want to change the scenario shouldn't be too extreme. Can you imagine if your mom hears? aren't they in shock her son said so? This time I'm sorry you're Nes, but it's not free." Dusk wants to get back to Yanes.

"I have to how mom? " asked Yanes, sounding very resigned.

"The next week, you should wear a pink shirt, black pants under the knee an inch, a white belt, black shoes, and pink socks, complete with bow tie - black bow. Start leaving until work. I'll have Rosa send you a picture of you when you leave and go home. There was no word but," Dusk ordered straightforwardly and firmly, seriously there was no smile on his face.

Amar and Ali coded each other again - again with their tails. The two compactly resist laughter imagining the round-bodied Yanes filled and cheeked cubby wearing a pink shirt complete with knick-knacks.

"Our business is done, right? I'm going in." Dusk casually left the already pale Yanes first imagining his appearance tomorrow.