My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Where And When

It all started when Fujiko saw everything. The woman smiled, finding an opening for what happened tonight. His eyes saw the situation, Nadila looked confused looking for a place to dispose of sleeping pills.

Wh why? If it is thrown in the kitchen trash, it will soon be found. All his intentions will fail. Nadila walked to the back door of the kitchen, looking for another place to hide the former sleeping medicine bottle temporarily. Before throwing it away tomorrow.

At that moment, Fujiko entered her husband's room without permission. Raka, who had not slept, clenched her forehead, took off her reading glasses.

"Why come? What if it's caught?" ask Raka worriedly.

"I missed you. If you want rations, Nadila will come here with milk, I will also come. Change glasses! Remember the glass! Drink the milk I made!" warning from Fujiko, kiss her husband's cheek. Then he ran away quickly.

While Raka closed her lips, smiling to herself."Shit!" he muttered, unable to control his own feelings for his fake sister. His feet kicked in the air erratically like an SMU boy in love.

And sure enough, not long after that there was a knock on the door. Slowly the young man smiled and opened it.

There is something strange according to him, Nadila's current gestational age should be on the fourth month. Although he does not know that much, it should be a little visible, right?

Initially Raka did not pay attention because Nadila more often wears loose clothes. But now no longer, the woman was wearing a pretty thin nightgown. So he can estimate the curves of his body, the sign of a slightly bulging stomach is not visible at all. But is it just his thinking?

"I made milk for you." Nadila said a glass of milk.

"I'm at work. Put it down," The words from Raka tried to smile. They are looking for the next way and next step. It should be after this that Fujiko will come with another glass of milk.

And sure enough, just sitting down, not long ago the sound of the door being knocked back was heard. Slowly Raka opened it, seeing Fujiko there carrying a glass of milk.

"Ma. sorry to interrupt. Sister-in-law is here. I'm so embarrassed. Understandably still a girl," said Fujiko cengengesan, but originally held back the annoyance.

"Still girl!? No kidding! How many goals have you scored during the marriage?" batin Raka is anxious, wanting to pinch his wife's ear.

"Have you made milk? Then this is for Nadila's sister. Enjoy a cold night." Fujiko escapes out of the room, giving Raka a glass of milk.

Raka's eyes looked down at the woman before her this was relieved. Is it possible that Fujiko didn't bother her and Nadila? The door closed, along with Raka who again sat near Nadila. Put two glasses of milk that has a similar glass.

"Raka drink the milk first." Pinta Nadila, thrusting her glass.

"Em," Raka replied, in the end finding a way. Women model like this will mostly look for opportunities to feel the body of a man. Therefore Raka will give him a chance.

The glass that Nadila offered grabbed, as if just glued to her laptop. In the end, she spilled a little milk on her pants.

"Aghhh!" the pekiknya put the glass back on the table, shifting a little position to coincide with Fujiko's glass.

As expected quickly Nadila took the opportunity, cleaning Raka's trousers using a tissue.

Romantic mood is the main one to conquer the heart of women. Staring at his eyes deeper, will show like giving attention or trying to understand the heart. But that's it, if you don't want to be stuck tricks yourself, just have to smile at him.

Their eyes met for a moment. Raka smiles at him making Nadila speechless, unaware that one of Raka's hands is grabbing Fujiko's glass.

The young man was seen going up and down, drinking milk. But I don't know if there might be something wrong with the drink made by Nadila.

"You drink too, although not the milk of pregnant women but at least good for health. You're pregnant but still working, I'm sorry for you and our son." Raka smiled brightly, making Nadila drink another glass of milk.

Whatever it is Raka doesn't care. Just attention and a smile. Two glasses of milk were washed. Nadila waited patiently for the sleeping pills to react until she yawned several times. His eyes were red with tears.

Can't sleep? Maybe that's what's on his mind. But his eyes could not be compromised. Like an author who wants to sleep but his hands continue to type.

"You sleepy? Me too, but responsibility, you can lean on my shoulder. When I'm done, I wake up." The words from Raka's mouth were full of smiles, stroking Nadila's hair, making the woman lean on her.

Slowly Nadila who found it difficult to control herself fell asleep. His eyes were completely closed. But it's a romantic atmosphere, isn't it? When a woman rests on her lover's shoulder while asleep.

Creating an intimate feel, is the trick of approaching women despite not having feelings. The woman will take the man seriously. Understand men? How deep and shallow are his feelings? It's harder than understanding women.

Therefore, women should try to delve more into the hearts of their partners, being careful if they meet a partner who only pretends to love. Not fixated on the words and romantic atmosphere created. While men also have to stroke the chest, with the word 'whatever' because it is useless to argue, women are always right.

Back to the main problem. When the woman falls asleep, Fujiko immediately enters. His face smiled looking at Raka who looked really upset."You're happy to see your husband with another woman."

Fujiko quickly shook his head."Just funny!" the woman laughed.

What happened after? Nadila was placed in Raka's bed unconscious. Two men's clothes were on the floor. Indeed prospective husband and sister-in-law laknat.

The sound of the shower sounding. Decapan lips, mutually mengahut with a body that is equally wet. Their tongues came out of their mouths, playing dancing in search of warmth. The temperature of the water that is regulated is cold, making their bodies more docked.

This will be a rare thing, not wanting everything to be revealed first. The woman's body was cornered on a glass bulkhead. Fujiko's hand shadow is visible, trying to scavenge for dewy glass. His body was being overpowered, until his body slowly lifted up. His back still rests on the glass partition of gardening. Her hands were resting on her husband's neck.

"Agdh..."

"Agdh..."

They were simultaneously strangled in a kiss. His body felt vacillated, this was difficult for him to explain. Raka's back was scratched for some reason. But the young man was a nonchalant, tasting his lips while raving incessantly.

What are they saying? Just words of love, calling each other the name of the couple when the pleasure reaches its peak. It'll be over soon. The two people who were still breathing back several times kissed, feeling their body fluids fuse.

"Once again, huh? We'll try in Nadila's room." Words from Raka's mouth, shameless.

"Raka!" fujiko Bentak.

*

Unaware of Pramana observing from the second floor. After the butler tells him, Nadila and Fujiko enter Raka's room. Waiting for about an hour, Raka finally came out alone from her room with wet hair, wearing kimono-shaped pajamas.

"Raka," The grandfather's voice from the second floor made Raka stop her steps.

"Imanuel disappeared, stop messing around, better get back to the company." Pramana said, walking down the stairs.

"Why should I? There's Heru's uncle, right?" tanya Raka tried hard to smile.

"You're the one Grandpa chose. Do you think because you helped Grandpa? No, integrity, skill, tenacity, relationships, you have it all to advance the company." The answer from the grandfather, wanted to strengthen the company he founded from scratch.

"No, better take care of grandfather's health." answered Raka, about to continue going.

"Your match with Annette's been unilaterally canceled, ever since you left home." The words from Pramana did not make Raka stop her steps. Walking into Fujiko's room, slamming the door violently.

Her tears flowed, she leaned at the door. At first, he followed his mother to love and pay attention to his grandfather. Slowly the old man's heart melted to love him. But only her slow self was always beside the grandfather.

Does Raka not love Pramana? Very, very much he loves her. Unable to report to police about Patra's disappearance. Can only bring people to find it.

*

In the morning, the sun was shining. Slowly a woman opened her eyes."Is this Raka's room?" he muttered with his eyes scrabbling, the brain still on restart.

Maybe the mission has worked? But her last memory of herself fell asleep on Raka's shoulder. Nadila closed her eyes again, pretending to be asleep. Changing his sleeping position with a hand that wants to feel the chest muscles and abdomen of a man who will soon marry him.

But there's something weird, really weird. Something soft, not like a man's muscle. The feeling is not good. His eyes immediately opened.

"Sister-in-law! Why fumble my body! Sister lovers fellow women huh?" fujiko squealed backwards when Nadila's hand felt the source of her child's nutrition later.

"Huh!?" Nadila's eyes were wide open, why even this annoying sister-in-law who was in bed.