My husband is not gay!

PDKT 2

It was almost four in the afternoon, the miting was still running, until almost the magrib was finally finished. Andre returned to his room followed by Sakti.

"Ndre, how was lunch?" Andre walked towards his chair.

"wake out? continue Sakti

"hey! where there's a smooth way ma a weird and rich chick she's."

"uh uh? how's prank?"

Andre held up his body, put his hand on the table.

"you know what he's doing, he's replacing my soto bowl with a bowl of sambel, you weird girl!

""huh???"

"yes because I don't know my bowl in the tucker so the one I scooped was sambel, and the sambel slid straight into my stomach, without being able to throw up, you crazy chick."

"uhuh?"

huahaaaaaaa, Sakti laughed, occasionally rubbing the corner of her eyes.

"pleasure you?"

"why are you doing until the bowl is exchanged?"

"wrong me anyway, I'm playing stock."

"uhuh?" you mean as long as you walk ma he you play stock?

gosh Ndre you how the hell I told you to have lunch together so you can deket ma him, this even play stock."

"stop! I'm tired of your lecture drum." Andre stood up from his chair and walked out.

"do you not come back?" asked Andre before opening the door. Sakti shook her head regardless of Andre's words, she became dizzy herself to see the behavior of her best friend, how can Ana open her heart to Andre if she continues.

"beuuhhh, why am I so dizzy? bodo greatly! after all if this matchmaking fails me who is lucky, my future millionaire wkwkwkwkwk,," inner magic while chuckling himself.

suddenly,,,

pletaakkk,,,!!!

"****!" tekik Sakti spontaneous after suddenly there bolpain landed on his head.

"fucking you Ndre!

"why do you grin yourself?" Andre

Sakti grinned while stroking his head hit by bolpain snare.

"turn!" Andre

****

'huf! why do people also pick me up, I make sure I eat, the tip is always me glazed, basic Oom-oom sint*ng!'

Ana's mind while scrolling the mouse turned round without stopping, although her eyes looked at the laptop like her mind was still elsewhere.

****

That afternoon in Andre's office.

"Ndre, have you chatted Ana today?"

"wrong?" andre answered while still reading the file seriously.

"yeeee, the title is again pedekate bang, must be intense dong."

Andre did not reply, he still continued to read seriously.

"woi! I'm talking ma you!" Sakti sewot when his chatter is ignored by his best friend.

"guy confused what to chat!" Andre casually turned the next page and went back to reading.

"whaaatttt!!!" Sakti who was about to start serious with his laptop because the talk is not in the gubris of his best friend, suddenly his eyes widened in disbelief to hear the words of Andre.

"need serious?" Sakti

"emmm," Andre

"your days can't be Ndre?" Sakti can't believe it.

"i've always been a target for women, so I don't know how to pdkt!"

"huf! so yummy! no need to think about how to pdkt know-or dapet chick."

"yes, here, the fate of the handsome man!" answer Andre lightly.

"****, so proud of you! free handsome if single! wkwkwkwk"

"yes at least even though I'm single but honorable, not rich you! got a rich girlfriend again a collection of stuff."

"wkwkwkwkwk, that's my mark!"

"proud you?! inget karma!"

" yeah gini already if you are feeling handsome, show you can naklukin bini lu candidate!"

"that's aja? it's not hard for me! a thousand girls like him I can conquer"

"boast you! show me, don't talk doank."