My husband Sad Boy

My husband Sad Boy
Blind jealous



Bagja's co-workers finally come to Sofyan's house. They one by one enter the living room that has been prepared to be enough for the crowd. They sat down, because Puja did not have a party, and only Lesehan. Cook also the catering message and all of a sudden, different far in the house of Risma which is all ready.


Bagja brought Dila to come to the living room to be introduced to his friends, Dila and Bagja who still wear wedding clothes look very compatible with the dress and berbaya. They all looked in amazement at Dila who looked so beautiful, not just dandan has been beautiful plus and and so, what a vast ordinary creation of God that one. Among them there are surprised, namely Doni and Dimas, two D who had been stunned by the beauty of Dila first when delivering Bagja's phone to his workplace. They do not believe that Dila is Bagja's lover and has now become Bagja's wife. But there are also those who stare dislike, his name is Riri. He was Bagja's subordinate who had more feelings on the 50-door refrigerator, and now he was heartbroken when Bagja released his bachelor status.


"Oh, is this Alya?" chirps Dimas, because on the invitation the name of the bride is written Alya's name. Dila scowled because she was thought to be Alya.


"No, my wife's name is Dila, I'm not married to Alya, who is married to my sister Alya" Bagja explained.


"What's wrong?" ask Doni curiously.


"Yes the name of the soul mate again. The match is the same as Dila." replied Bagja while gently grasping Dila's hand.


"Hmm.. yes, if his soul mate is beautiful like a gini angel anyway, who would not refuse." said Dimas while staring at the beauty of Dila who continues to shine. Dila blushed in shame, while Bagja did not seem to like it.


"So Vino got married to Alya? Which is it Alya?" ask Doni curiously.


"Yes that, you go there if you are curious" said Bagja.


"It's definitely not prettier than this one because..." Dimas stopped his speech when he got a sharp shot from Bagja. Isha! you stingy, Dimas ngedumel in his heart, if you know in this village there is an angel as beautiful as Dila, it is certain that he will approach Dila first, but he knew when Dila was already Bagja's wife, godammit! already late.


//


Nightfall.


Since then Bagja bent his face because Dimas and some of his male friends had continued to praise the beauty of Dila in front of him. She did not dislike Dila being praised as beautiful, but somehow she felt arrogant because she did not sincerely share Dila's beauty with other men. For him, Dila's beauty is only for him, others are not.


Bagja and Dila had both changed their clothes in sleeping pajamas. But the hot feeling in Bagja's heart has not subsided until it makes Dila confused.


"A Bagja why the hell, how come the droopy has continued?" ask Dila.


"What the hell." replied Bagja while playing his phone while lying on the mattress.


"What A Bagja nyesel same Dila? da? A Bagja is not happy? didn't they?" Dila cried, could not stand the cold attitude of Bagja who kept quieting him. Bagja took a deep breath, it turned out that his jealousy even made Dila misunderstand. Bagja sat down and pulled Dila to get closer to his body, then raised Dila's body and sat Dila on his lap.


"A Bagja never married with you, it's a Bagja feel very lucky to have a wife as beautiful as you" said Bagja while cupping Dila's face.


"But from earlier A Bagja was silent, Dila dicuekin" said Dila sulked.


"It's not funny, but A Bagja is angry" said Bagja.


"If there is nothing wrong, A Bagja who is not mentally strong have a wife too beautiful, so when the beauty of the wife is praised by other men A Bagja jealous." said Bagja while softly tasting the lips of Ranum Dila. Dila gasped, it turned out Bagja was jealous, jeez what dream he had until envied by Bagja. The refrigerator man turned out to be jealous, Dila really did not believe what Bagja said just now.


"Ja-so... but why is A Bagja angry with Dila? why was Dila the one who was diced?" ask Dila while pouting.


"A Bagja just won the heart dear." said Bagja while stroking Dila's smooth cheeks. Oh, this refrigerator man, so warm when he wants a rocking bed. While Dila, dielus once his face directly mangap-mangap, can not stand with the touch of a finger humming Bagja fingers. Especially now that the other hand has crept everywhere.


"A... What do you want?" ask Dila sok plain. But he knew where it was going.


"What do you think the newlywed couple will do tonight?" Bagja even played a riddle.


"I don't know, sports night is possible." guess Dila with a red face together.


"Well yeah, the nights are sweaty.but it seems fun, want to try not?" whispered Bagja in Dila's ear. His body bristles not when Bagja small nibbles his ears.


"A bad guy!!" said Dila with a little sigh. Without many words after seeing Dila getting hotter, Bagja immediately devoured Dila vigorously, and made it tonight the most beautiful night for both of them, where the sound of moans and rumbles filled the entire room, producing a loud and uplifting sound, plus the ringing sound of the bed that is mutually unpretentious as if screaming hooray so that Bagja increasingly eager to stick his cassava with hope, grow premium cassava shoots in the valley of moist muddy scruff owned by Dila.


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When Dila and Bagja are knitting love and romance as much as possible, another case with Vino and Alya who are now sleeping on their backs. Vino is always busy with her cell phone while Alya cannot close her eyes because she sleeps on one bed with someone else who is now her husband.


Alya sat down and picked up a book in her closet drawer, then sat down on the chair and read the book.


"Why not sleep?" ask Vino with eyes focused on the phone in his hand.


"Not yet sleepy." replied Alya.


"Oh" Vino replied after that he went back to playing his phone, but then he sat down and started talking seriously with Alya.


"So how long are we going to act out with this silly wedding?" asked Vino with a serious face, even Alya had never seen this serious Vino.


"Yes, see a loved one, want me first or you first, then we leave each other. Easy right?" alya said relax.


"Relatedly? Al I know why you want and marry me, you must have a purpose, right!? now say. What's your goal?"


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