My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Fired

Raka was ready to wear a helmet, his face smiling, staring at his wife out of the room. Wife? He is married, there is a ring worth 156,365,427 rupiah in his fingers. While the one in his wife's hand, the ring with a price of 289,637,784 rupiah.

Not a cheap price, the diamonds belong to his mother. But unfortunately he had to lie, saying the ring making material is a siver with ordinary stones. Purchased 358,000 pairs on the internet.

The woman who is now holding him from behind when passing through the suspension bridge area."What is your job in Singapore? How can you leave? What is illegal TKI?" ask Fujiko.

"It's a secret between the two of us. My dad has a casino there. And the plan was to make a club' night, because Dad said the prospect was good." The answer from Raka, made Fujiko hit her lover's back.

"Waiter or dishwasher is proud! Your dreams are sky-high." The woman who shook her head was astonished.

The young man looked at the increasingly clear sky. There's something weird about her."I want more" he murmured.

"What?" ask Fujiko.

"What if we do it in a dangerous place?" asked Raka, while the wife just frowned not understanding.

Until Fujiko's motor stops at the factory area. She was determined to quit, go abroad with her husband despite being determined to be an illegal TKI.

"So you have five million?" ask Fujiko.

"How many accounts?" Raka grabbed her phonecell. Walk near factory looking for WiFi signal. Truly the descending nature of Patra. Not asking what for at all. Obviously the interests of the wife are the main ones.

"I'll use it to pay the penalty for breach of contract. My contract is actually still one year away" Fujiko said hesitantly.

Raka smiled wryly, putting the phonecell back in her pocket."You will not be fined. Tell me you're married to your boyfriend who rides bikes a lot, then decides to honeymoon in Singapore."

"But--" Fujiko's words are interrupted.

"There's no buts!" raka firmly pushed his wife in.

Fujiko gulped his saliva, it was already quite noon, maybe the head of the factory was in his room.

"Fujiko," Nolan said suddenly, smilingly holding her shoulder.

"What?" ask Fujiko who is actually lazy to talk.

"What if we had dinner at a French restaurant?" offer from.

Bugs!

Exactly the target of the chicks who grimaced when the egg cracked. Staring sharply at Nolan who fell on the floor.

"If when unmarried free to touch me. When I got married, it belonged to my husband! My whole body has its peg marks! One more thing, you already have Tita but still want to date me?" Fujiko.

"Basic playboy! From the smell of his body I could already smell the scent of a woman h*rmon," the woman muttered visibly annoyed.

In the end, the most terrible room was also seen. The room of the head of the factory, the girl who could only swallow her saliva, started knocking on the door.

"Come in" said someone who was in there.

Fines worth five million rupiah are still imagined until now. He hesitantly sat down slowly.

"Yuji! What's up here? You don't like your position, I can ask the head office, to raise you to secretary director." Speak the enthusiastic factory head. This was indeed the plan, having contacted the CEO of the headquarters before. Leaking the identity of investors.

Tying Fujiko up at the company would be good. Raka is unlikely to sell his shares, even the CEO himself who said he would raise Fujiko's position from factory worker to secretary, really KKN.

"Actually I got married yesterday with a friend who used to ride a bike. He will be a TKI in Singapore. I want to stay with him." Fujiko said quickly.

The head of the factory hit his forehead does not understand the term TKI, what TKI stands for Communication Technology between Investors? But the principle of origin of the boss is happy, it must always be held. He smiled kindly this time.

"You can work in this factory again if you want. If you've returned from abroad." The head of the factory smiled.

"But the money fine---" Fujiko's words are interrupted.

"Special for an exemplary employee like you there is no fine money. Say hello to your husband. Say the father is a good boss, hardworking, smart, deft and including reliable," he asked, answered with a nod of the head by Fujiko.

"May I rise," the inner head of the factory, expectantly Raka will speak to the CEO to step up.

*

The woman walked slowly through an area crowded with factory employees. Until someone greeted him.

"Fujiko, why don't you wear a uniform?" ask Reina.

"I resigned. Me and Raka are married. He will work in Singapore to become a TKI. That's why I'm going with him." The answer to him, to his friend.

"Find a girlfriend, you won't be lonely" Fujiko said, hugging the one-child widow.

"I'm a widow, my face is not as pretty as yours. Who would want to be with me," he murmured sighing many times.

"Sir Danu is also a widower" whispered Fujiko.

Plaque!

One punch landed on his shoulder. Reina clenched her forehead, sighing many times."I don't like a strict guy like him. There's no challenge. I prefer a man who suddenly comes like my late husband. She's scared of me but wants me, too,"

Fujiko can only massage her own temples, staring at her best friend's behavior."Scared you?"

"I'm always on top" she said laughing, a woman who was used to her late husband's departure. A man who works as a fishing boat captain. Unfortunately died while at sea.

Loving husband? Of course, but destiny says something else. Relationships established for 8 years run aground because death separates.

His son, now 3, always asked his mother when her father would return from the sea. The answer from Reina, always one more month, waited for the time to tell her son the truth.

"Fujiko, we may not meet for long enough so I'll give you some advice. As a wife, I am quite anxious about the current ability of the actor. So if there is an actor, the best strategy is to make your husband helpless in bed. Spend the energy, suck it dry. So that the actors don't get the part." That advice sounded so serious from Reina.

"I.iya." Fujiko replied forcing herself to smile.

*

Fujiko thought for a moment, glancing towards her husband who was driving the vehicle. Is there really going to be a cast? But, before there had never been a woman who approached the miser. Considering how handsome he is but how miserly he is.

"Where are we going?" ask Fujiko.

"There's a bathtub." That was the only answer from Raka, smiling cunningly. Drive the vehicle at medium speed.

The gate of the mansion is visible, a house that Fujiko has never seen before."Whose house is this?" tanyakanya.

"One of the conglomerate's family homes. We'll do it here this time. So there's a challenge." Raka answered, pulling his wife in.

Strange indeed, the gate opens automatically. Until the motorbike is parked there is no security that stops them. Fujiko's eyes took a peek, she was completely frightened at this moment.

"We're home" he asked.

"No!" firmly Raka who was like looking at the situation.

The young man did not want anyone to know he was coming home except for security monitoring from CCTV. Hiding, sneaking around like a thief.

Until finally reached the room with a large glass door bulkhead. Room directly opposite the side garden. The door is completely locked.

"We can't get in. You're weird anyway. What if it's caught?" fujiko Whisper.

"It won't get caught, 'cause I got the key." Raka smiled broadly opening the door of her own room.

The graag!

Bugs!

The sound of the glass door being shifted, closed, then locked. The glass curtain is the lid. Spacious room, lots of luxury goods there. Everything looks neat.

"Raka let's go home. Is this your acquaintance's house? But still, if caught---" Fujiko's words are interrupted.

His body was pushed over a king-size bed. Both of his hands were held up on his head. Really hard to move.

"You know? Lately in my wild imagination, I wanted to lock you up in this place. Pamper you like in a golden cage," he whispered in Fujiko's ear.

The woman who didn't realize there were some photos of the kidnap victim there. Also some photos of Raka when she graduated SMU.

"Raka what if the owner of the room comes and-" Again the woman's speech is cut.

"You're shaking? The fear? That's exactly the challenge," Raka said taking off her own clothes, throwing them away.

The woman who is afraid, is really afraid of her husband. Is this what extreme places mean? Enter the conglomerate's house like a thief, then make a child in one of the rooms.

"You're crazy, aren't you?" ask Fujiko to Raka.

"Crazy because of you," Raka smiled, pursing her lips. He could not resist between the sensation of wanting and the fear of being discovered.

The owner of this room, probably the son of the family, remembers the items and the visible interior. He will be caught if he gets caught.