
Dean had just come out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist at the time.
So that shows his muscles that really tempting.
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A few minutes later Dean came out in a casual dress because considering today the wife is not in college, so Dean intends to accompany Dinda today, because of the limited time of their togetherness.
Dean saw his wife was helping Sari fry, squid flour, and,
Dean sat himself down at the dinner table where there was a cup of coffee.
But not long ago Dean sits himself he has been presented with a scene where Dinda is afraid of scolding the fried squid, because a lot of oil splashed where.
Tampa realized Dean walked over, and had taken over the spatula in Dinda's hand since then, and tried to flip the fried squid.
Dinda just stared silently at Dean back then, "If you doubt, you better turn the stove off like this?" dean said while turning off the stove, and managed the oil that was frying the squid was not squinting anymore,
"Nach when it's reversed, just turn it on again?!" he explained, turning to look at his wife, who was currently looking at him in awe.
Mbak Sari who was quieting vegetables just smiled to see the romance to his two employers at this time.
And rhyme from there to put the clear vegetable on the table.
"You're so great?!" praise Dinda with her admiring face.
"It's a regular thing!" dean answered arrogantly, while lifting the reddened squid and saluting it for its existence was already provided there.
When the powder put the raw squid to the wok again, suddenly the hot oil sprayed the back of Dean's hand at that time, so it managed to make him sigh of heat.
"Aasshh." he shouted loudly, thus making Dinda who was washing the hole beside him gasp in shock.
"Why?" he asked Dinda as he walked up to Dean, and saw that Dean's hand was reddened by the heat of the oil.
Dinda's reflex ran into the refrigerator to look for wheat flour there, and directly sprinkled it on Dean's skin affected by the oil splash.
Dean was astonished to see what Dinda was doing.
"Do you want to fry your husband's hand?" dean asked in a satirical tone, because almost as new as the flour had been Dinda sow in his hand at that time.
Dinda just glared her eyes at her husband's accusation.
"It's quiet, so if you can't not be smart?!" cibir Dinda flipped the squid with a horse.
"Here let me just non?" said mbak Sari while taking over the spatula was polite.
"Hmm, thank you, mbak?" said Dinda with a smile.
About 20 minutes Dinda washed Dean's hands, and Dean did not see any burn marks in his hands at the time.
"Wow, great, my hands don't blister at all?" he said while staring at the bead lejel Dinda was happy.
"Hmm, so next time don't be smart, still good luck not mopping up?" sneer Dinda while away from her body which was behind Dean's back.
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After breakfast, Dean invites Dinda to shop at the mall, but Dinda rejects him because she was really tired at the time, and asks Dean to take her tomorrow, and immediately agreed by her husband.
Although he does not deny there is a bit of disappointment in his mind at this time, but Dean tries to understand Dinda, like Dinda who always understands himself so far.
Dean settled himself in the mini bar in his apartment while drinking a can of beer in front of him at the time.
Actually Dean just received a call from Cesya who arrived asking him to come.
But Dean was not comfortable with Dinda who was currently sitting not far from him while making his campus assignments seriously.
For some reason in Dean's eyes, Dinda is very beautiful and sexy.
Dinda who was sagging in front of the family room, with a sepaha home dress, so that showed her smooth skin at that time.
What seemed conscious made Dean hold his breath not because he saw it.
"Based on a foolish woman, has she always been this way, not a single trace of caution?" dean thought as he walked over to Dinda who was still engrossed in her activities at that time.
Dinda jerked in shock suddenly Dean seethed his body suddenly arrived.
"Dean what are you doing?" panicked shouting.
But Dean did not mince it and instead pressed his lips against Dinda's lips at the time.
and holding Dinda's body took her into their room, making Dinda only able to give up her task that still did not finish it.
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