My best friend my husband

My best friend my husband
Chaptre 90.The Boros Azlan



part mature๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿ“ตโ›”โš 


I took a necklace with a heart pendant sprinkled with twenty diamonds, a crown covered with 10 diamonds, and three diamond stones.


"Which one do you want, baby?"


I put the kalun on the glass table in front of us.


"It must be expensive" he whispered, sitting beside me.


"The price is not 9 billion, so you choose," I looked at him.


Even if it costs up to 10 billion, for my wife's sake it won't cost me. I always work for it.


I used to see his black card which in the black card I put money worth 50 billion and which was used up only 5 million.


Dara includes women who are very frugal in various ways.


"Hm, minglingan buy a gold necklace that is ordinary," he proposed.


"Ck, you choose this, baby."


His eyes turned on the necklace with a crown lined with 10 diamonds. I took it and gave it to the shop owner.


He wrote the price tag and then gave it to me.


I took out my wallet and gave her my black gold and gave it to her.


It only cost me one hundred and twenty-five million. Still far from my estimate of 9 billion.


He wrapped the necklace into a special glass gold tadpole box. Then I glanced back at the earrings with the picture of love gold in the middle of which there were 3 gems.


"Sir, I'm taking these earrings."


He gave the earrings to me to see first before buying them.


"Udah dong, brother. It's gonna cost you hundreds of millions of sisters to buy another?"


"Lho, how do you say that, anyway? It's up to brother dong. It's also big brother's money, big brother wants to buy you why are you angry?" I just stared at him for a glance.


"How, sir?"


"In the meantime, I weigh in first."


He took an earring in my hand to weigh it down using whatever tools, I don't know.


"It cost twenty-five million six hundred thousand rupiah."


"Then I take it."


I gave her my gold card back.


After the transaction, Dara and I walked back home.


In the car, Dara was silent. Occasionally talking about my ugliness because it is too wasteful in using money.


I just kept silent once in a while nodding my head that he was right in mocking me. In front of me anyway.


Arriving at the garage, Dara and I went down. We went into the house and walked into the room.


"Try this your stuff first."


I took out two tadpoles inside a special plastic.


While Dara just kept quiet to see my activities. I walked up to him and pinned the necklace right around his neck.


Then I went back to the bed where the earrings were still in the red tadpoles.


I took off the circle-shaped earrings that had long been perched on Dara's earlobe and put the new earrings for her.


"Well, if I think it's pretty. It looks like you're my wife."


I smiled looking at his face. Especially seeing that necklace. The necklace that became his eyes.


"Thank you, brother. But, tomorrow-tomorrow do not buy jewelry again. Dear money. Good to buy food or something."


"Hm, depends on it, baby. If your lust wants to buy you jewelry, don't blame brother dong."


I was amazed to see him stroking his lips slowly.


"Sister, don't be weird."


I stared at the bead of the dark knight asking. Whys? Thought.


Either wind or drive from nowhere. My face approached her face, my bead eyes staring at those plum lips.


The huft!


I blew the bangs, the eyes opened again and then I put my beer on the beer.


I miss this part of her body. Moreover, I can feel the strawberry flavor from the beer.


My hand pulled her waist to stick to my body and then held her head moving as a result of my movements.


2 minutes later, I felt her hands hitting my shoulders and chest hard enough that I took my beer away and looked at her.


Dara gasped heavily for my treatment and then I wiped my marks with the back of my hand.


"Sister, if you want to like that don't be rude dong. I'm having a hard time breathing."


"Well, how is it?" let me raise one eyebrow looking at him while teasing him.


"That one!" his screeches.


"What just now?" I pretend to forget aka amnesia.


"Ah, know ah!"


Dara walked away from me.


I smiled smugly at his passing, then laid my body on the bed while my feet were still climbing on the wood-covered floor of the room.


"Have he finished the moon?" muttered.


I got out of bed to catch up with Dara. Maybe he went to the kitchen.


"Honey, where are you? You're mumbling-"


My words stopped when I saw papa brewing his coffee. While Dara was stirring teflon with a wooden spoon in his hand.


"Eh, papa. When did you get here? How come not horrified?"


I kissed Papa's hand and sat down next to him.


"New aja. Papa misses papa's daughter-in-law. That's why papa came here. Well, immediately treated to coffee with papa's daughter-in-law."


I'm pissed off. No mama, papa is the same.


"Yes yes."


I walked over to Dara and hugged her body from behind. I ignored papa's presence at home. For me, it's okay to do this. If it's mom, I'm pretty embarrassed.


"Sir, there's papa."


Dara took off my hand which hugged her waist for only 2 seconds.


"What are you cooking, anyway?"


"Fried eggplant."


I was quite surprised by the name of the vegetable. Aubergines?


"Is there a?" my question made Dara look at me and look at me in wonder.


"Steach me son-in-law. My mom never cooked eggplant at home. Mostly just other vegetables, bitter melon, meat, eggs," said papa from behind.


"Oh."


Dara again stirred her phone and lifted the vegetables into the dish and put the wet eggplant back into the teflon so that a hot oil splash gushed upwards and produced a sound that made her surprised and ended up hugging my body.


The deg!


Our eyes met, let alone my face and his face was so close that it was just one fist away.


I hugged her waist from behind and smiled sweetly at her to relieve my nervousness over what she was doing.


To be honest, it surprised me with his sudden behavior. While I was cooking I wasn't so surprised by the splash of oil and the sound of it.


I brought my face back closer to his and Adnan quickly removed his wrist that was coiled around my back neck.


"Reyn, don't bother your wife. He's cooking," growled papa.


"Well, pa. He goes first, I'll just tease him" my great-grandson.


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