My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Ex-ex

A smile was seen on Fujiko's face, clasping her husband's fingers tightly. Their trip to Singapore today. For the first time he went abroad, even though he had a passport long enough.

Sighing violently gazed at the ocean passed by the plane. A slight buzzing sound rang out, was this also the first time Raka went abroad? Surely yes.

Her husband will be really tense and pounding. But when he turned his head Raka was asleep with her mouth open. Her husband was not tense at all, even looked mediocre, like riding a bus out of town.

"Fujiko again," the young man muttered with his eyes closed.

"Basic!" the wife grumbled at her husband.

Eventually the plane landed. Fujiko is really scared right now. A few people stepped in with her husband. English lessons seem to disappear all within a few seconds.

"Not to be tense, not all of them use English there are some who can speak Malay" said the husband smiling, holding his wife's hand.

The airport looks different, the spacious design looks modern. Walk to the front of the airport, order a taxi.

"With Mr Raka? Our master provided a vehicle to pick you up," said the man who was his business partner.

"There's a free ride," Raka smiled, pulling Fujiko's hand into the car.

The car drove away from the airport area, the woman looked towards the window of the beautiful urban scenery, neatly arranged, looking completely clean, some foreigners were also there. He could only sigh, curious about the path of his next life.

"Your boss is good too? Send someone to pick you up" Fujiko told her husband.

"Because you're here and you can't escape if you're angry then I'll be honest. I'm not here to be a TKI, but to invest in my father's friend to open a nightclub in one of the branches. You remember the man who met you at Fumiko's engagement was me." The words from Raka's mouth made Fujiko laugh.

"No way!" Only two words came out of his mouth. How can a crazy rich man live in a shabby rented bath when his soap is thinning. Crazy rich life is not like that, traveling using sports cars, royal on women, wearing out fit for hundreds of millions, that's the crazy rich life on social media. Totally inversely proportional to Raka who uses party shirts.

Raka again sewn his own temple, Do not know how else to explain to his wife. Until finally they arrived at an apartment, the driver gave the key while telling the unit number.

Until the departure of the driver they entered the apartment tower that looks quite luxurious from the outside. The elevator button pressed down, the elevator slowly ascending towards the 12th floor. They walk around, matching unit numbers.

Until the appropriate unit number is found in the end. The access code is pressed, it must also open it using the key. The door opened, after a strange sound was heard.

Fujiko rounded his eyes, the room is quite spacious, luxurious and neat, minimalist concept, equipped with a single bedroom connected to the toilet, living room and kitchen. The fast-moving woman searched everywhere.

"Is this the employee's mes? Isn't it too fancy?" ask Fujiko.

"This is my father's business partner's apartment, he's got some units here. Don't worry he won't go bankrupt if he lends me one of the units." Cerocos Raka took things out of the suitcase, placed them in the closet in the room.

"But..." Fujiko's words interrupted, the girl was cornered near the big glass of their room. Room with a completely open theme. The view of tall buildings is visible.

"But?" raka asked, stroking Fujiko's lips softly.

Truly a sensitive woman, the atmosphere is now not conducive."Close the curtains, if anyone sees then--"

"Then what? We have been friends for too long" said the young man, taking off his own clothes, throwing them away."You know how I hold back every time you ask me to stay the night?"

"Where do I know, back then I still wanted a rich girlfriend. Sorry," Fujiko was down.

The small piece of cloth fell down, Raka started to lower her head. Along with Fujiko who enjoys everything, loosening her head, grabbing Raka's hair slowly, is like wanting more from her husband.

Bugs!

I don't know since when, his body was dropped on the bed. The fingers that did not stop moving, the lips of the young man who could not stand still, strands by strands of the rest of the clothes were lying on the floor. Until the bedsheet was firmly gripped by him when his body was shaken.

"You are mine, only mine, no one else can have you" Raka's possessive words.

"Agh.." Fujiko's voice was restrained, this was so difficult for her. A feeling she never imagined, until now sitting on her husband's lap, moving her body aggressively in front of Raka. Making the young man grope incoherently, a simple voice sounded. Occasionally kissing with Fujiko who is still in Raka's lap moves her body.

Until suddenly everything stopped, the two people who hugged, felt a slow scream with the body shaking, felt a strange sense of relaxation, when the liquid fused together.

"We're going to have a child" Raka muttered in her breath, tightly hugging Fujiko in her lap.

"I love you, not because of a short meeting. But slowly, I can't without you" Fujiko said with similarly disorganized breaths. Until Raka let go of his embrace, a pair of eyeballs stared at each other, back to each other slowly with closed eyes.

Boxes of empty delivery food are visible. The sky was now completely dark, a couple who fell asleep wrapped in blankets. Slowly Fujiko opened her eyes, the cost of living is certainly expensive, maybe tomorrow she should start looking for a job to ease the burden on her husband. That was his determination, starting to get up in his bathrobe, walking with a sore waist towards the bathroom.

What makes his wife helpless is an act of the KDRT? Raka was smiling to herself, the young man who was just pretending to be asleep.

"Am I outrageous? But if it is not sucked up until the energy runs out, he will have an affair and look for a more durable western man" Raka murmured ya might have the same thoughts as Reina. Suction the energy until it runs out unnoticed, then Fujiko will not have the energy to cheat.

*

The first day her husband worked, wearing casual clothes, saying he was going home late. And sure enough Raka's back at 12 p.m.

Fujiko leaves the apartment on the second day, carrying his diploma, CV, and visa and passport. Travel around to get a job as a restaurant waitress with a salary that is not so big, for the size of the cost of living in Singapore. But once again she wanted to reduce her husband's burden.

There is no suspicion in Raka, giving her a credit card, to have fun while she works. But then again, how much is the salary of Raka who is only a graduate of SMU? Must be really small.

Therefore every husband out of the house, she will also go out to work. On the fourth day, a man goes to a restaurant where Fujiko works with a scantily dressed woman.

"Theo?" inner Fujiko remembers the name of one of her ex. But still he must continue to serve them as customers.

The menu list is given by him, then get ready to record the order.

"Tenderloin steak, dessert tiramisu, orange juice drink." Theo looked at the waiter. Then thinning his lips restrained the laughter."You're Fujiko, right? You're a waiter!?"

"Dear you know him?" ask the woman who came with Theo.

"Know, he's my most emaciated and hypocritical ex-boyfriend." Answer from Theo.

"At least though I used to be fussy asking about your income. But I never asked for stuff from you. I bought it myself." Inner Fujiko tried to smile kindly.

"Your husband must be cleaning service?" Theo laughed even louder.