My Love is Blocked by the Holy Promise

Chapters. 59. Sexy woman

(POVS). Zahras

Today I'm going to surprise my husband, because today is Dewanta's birthday. Early in the morning I ordered a birthday cake for my Mita mom. The plan is about eleven o'clock in the afternoon the cake will be delivered by Mita's mother directly to my house. After coming home to teach, I stopped by Zahwa's school to pick him up. When I just entered the house I heard the sound of a vehicle engine in front of the house. Out of curiosity, I hurriedly stepped into the living room, then opened the door. When I opened the door, Mbak Mita brought a cake by using a box to place a birthday cake so as not to be damaged on the way.

"It is not wrong I subscribe to the cake with mbak Mita turned out to come on time," said I was happy because my order cake had come. I paid the cake at the price we agreed. After getting paid, Mita then went home.

I immediately contacted my in-laws to send the car and the driver because today I will go to our palm oil plantation. Where Mr. Dewanta is working to keep an eye on our workers, some are harvesting palm oil. Some are spraying weeds that grow wild around plants there are fertilizing and also doing other plant maintenance activities that are all handled by my husband. Because my in-laws have decided to rest and just stay home.

After the car and the driver came, my mother-in-law also participated in the car.

"Mother come with Zahra, mother wants to join in celebrating the birthday of Dewanta to make it more exciting. This is my mother who bought a gift, Zahwa where you made Abi," said my mother-in-law. Hearing my mother-in-law mention a gift I just remembered. The gift I made sister Dewanta was not yet able to wrap.

"Astagfirullah, Zahra just remembered, Zahra gift has not been wrapped, "i said as I hurriedly entered the room to wrap the gift I just bought yesterday in the market. for the Zahwa gift is ready from yesterday.

Everything was ready, me, my mother-in-law and Zahwa got in the car, we immediately headed to the palm oil plantation where Kak Dewanta was working.

Before long I, my mother-in-law and Zahwa had reached the garden where Brother Dewanta was there.

"Abi Zahwa is coming Bii!!, happy birthday, happy birthday, good luck" Zahwa, who is still in the car, shouted to his brother to wish him a happy birthday.

I was still sitting in the car looking at the garden where Brother Dewanta was giving directions to some workers.I saw three women workers. Some were wearing red hats, blue hats, my netra was staring at the woman wearing a ping-colored hat, it seemed like she was different from the others. I immediately observed the clothes she was wearing. The woman was wearing boots, she kept wearing a farting jeans, two thighs were perfectly plastered, she said, the chunk of his ass that makes the adam reluctant to turn his eyes in another direction. When viewed from the front, a triangular chunk between the two groins that makes a weak man of faith immediately klepek-kelpek helpless. I continued to highlight the top clothes made from thin shirts that fart with low cleavage and chunks of two twin mountains that seemed to wave asking for stroked.

He kept looking at my husband's collar giving directions, sometimes I saw him smiling spoiledly to Brother Dewanta. But I saw Dewanta's face flat, responding to his behavior that I thought was very annoying.

Mother-in-law and Zahwa got out of the car, they both held a gift that would be given to loved ones. While I get out of the car, bring a box containing cakes that I have opened the lid and then I light the candle. We stepped closer to Mr. Dewanta while singing a happy birthday song.

Brother Dewanta also looked at us, the smile immediately turned from his lips, sincere and sincere looks from his heart that was created only for me, he said... . He stepped towards us, I saw the driver carrying a small table placed in front of me, I immediately put the birthday cake over the table. I stepped in to meet the arrival of Brother Dewanta.

"Thank you baby, this is so sweet baangeet for me. cup.

"Happy birthday handsome son mother, mother's prayer always accompany your step son, may your household always be blessed, always happy throughout your life," said my mother-in-law while hugging sister Dewanta.

"Thank you, Mom, for giving birth, for raising me until I look as handsome as I am today. Mom used to be everywhere always carrying me, a piece of coral let Dewanta hold the mother," suddenly Brother Dewanta held the mother-in-law and then turned around for a moment and lowered it. We who saw the scene immediately laughed out loud.

"Abi happy birthday, abi, why Zahwa dikeki, Zahwa also want to be carried rich grandmother. Grandma does not need to be in Gendong, grandma is already big, "said Zahwa as he stretched out his hand asking Gendong with his ashes.

Next we and the workers gathered around the table where the birthday cake was placed. We all sang a happy birthday song while clapping. After singing the happy birthday song, the next event is to cut the cake.

Brother Dewanta immediately took the knife I had prepared from earlier. He cut the cake and placed it on a small plate that I had prepared.

"First cut of cake, for my first love, said Mr. Dewanta while giving a small plate containing pieces of cake to the mother-in-law. Then he cut the cake again and put it on a small plate and gave it to me.

"The second piece of cake, I gave it to my last love, "and then he cut out the third piece of cake he gave to Zahwa and he said the third piece for my fruit of love. My heart is so happy today.

When my heart was flattered by my husband's treatment. Suddenly the sexy-clothed woman I had noticed always stole Dewanta's attention, she stepped slowly with her big chest puffed up, approached my husband and patted my husband on the shoulder as if they were close friends.

"Pak cake for me where, I also want to get a piece of cake from the father," he said in his style.

"Saint, please cut this cake and give it a piece, " said my husband, handing the cake to Saint, complete with the knife. The sexy-clothed woman who turned out to be named Juita looked disappointed. But I see that Dewanta doesn't seem to care. He took my hand and took my mother-in-law and Zahwa away leaving the workers who would enjoy the cake I had brought. Dewanta took us in the car and he drove his car away from the garden.

" We should re-celebrate in a comfortable place without being disturbed by anyone. Sorry yes, the cake brother loves the workers, because the brother does not like the attitude of the juita. the person is too aggressive, the brother so feel uncomfortable and disturbed when near him," brother Dewanta complains about the behavior of Juita.

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