MY WIFE MAFIA

CHAPTER 8

I ran a little after Viska to the bathroom,

"what the hell is Vis?" ask me later,

"it's so dirty, disgusted, you were sleeping drooling me, there on the cheeks, there are those who enter the ears, where the ile is a lot too" he snarled.

I just smiled at the behavior of his brother like a child, his whole body in the water with a sower, while nagging indistinctly.

I went back to the bed to get a folded towel on the front of the dresser, because shocked by Viska's scream, I came to her with a round strap,

I haven't had time to get a towel to arrive.

"Aauuww, this is what elseiii" he cried in panic.

Because I was surprised I rushed to him akhrinya,

sretti.gedubraaakk, duarr.

"Auww, adduuuhhh" I fell down, I grimaced in pain holding my head that hit the closet in front of the bathroom.

"why are you doing anthrax there ??" his question was wonder,

"antraksi, antraxi jidat you panuan!! lha you said what from earlier screamed make a rowdy" I replied exasperatedly,

I tried to wake up with great difficulty.

"Look, what is this? this is disgust to know!!" his hand pointed at the white viscous liquid that came out from his hump and melted in his smooth thigh, I just smiled amusedly.

"Ohhh, that's your son who you wasted in" I said casually, continuing to wander away, I saw he was just gawking.

I waited for Viska to finish bathing while lying on the bed.

"Snap dong dong bath!!"

"yes, I want to finish the bagel"

before long Viska came out, with the body wrapped in a towel. The smell of the body, the smell of hotel bath soap.

"Eat it, it's cold" I said offering food that was already cold.

"Well, that was when the new angel came, even you angetin my body first" his smile was sweet, then he immediately sipped iced tea until half a glass, half a glass, then take a serving of fried rice available on the table and eat it with the voraciously, look this hungry child.

"Eh why don't you eat? I even see me eating, I'm beautiful if I eat gini again" he said with a smile teasing smile.

"You're a laper or you're good at fried rice?"

"iya gie laper really really, lha was your energy was drained, I fill it again, if you want to ask again, you lust if I see me".

"Jehehehe, you know Vis, I also want more energy ah, let's get hot" I followed the meal, then just heard tang.ting.tang..ting the sound of plates rumbling with the friction of tablespoons.

"May I ask you something, Vis?"

"hmm, please, ask me what you are"

"you're on my date, where's your fiancee?"

"working in Jakarta" he replied indifferently as he sipped a drink.

"Say you need money, if you know what to do?" manya curious.

"My family is in a lot of debt, I am confused, every day billed as loan sharks" he explained sadly.

"Why don't you ask your fiancee, or the other, your guy is a lot"

"already, but he said also no longer have money, then I remembered ma lu so I immediately send a message to you, I was forced to do this all, my mind was dead-end and chaotic, so I was, I don't have the heart to see my parents cry every day, and I just hope for the only one" he explained at length.

"And if anything happens to me, my parents who I will be wrong" he added, sobbing.

Pantesan is not as fierce as usual, people get in trouble again, I thought.

"But I helped not get much vision" as I handed my money to him, everything I bought I gave Viska, she accepted my gift, she said,

"my virginity cook is appreciated this way!" he seemed disappointed with my gift.

"Later tonight I'll be at your house, no more"

"really right?? look out for lu boong ma me"

"yes it must be really dong kayang" I answered while hugging his body,

and ******* her lips.

Until the good-natured scene continued for a few more rounds, which left Viska helpless, I myself was already very exhausted.

When showing the nail 15.00 wib, we are ready to check out the hotel because it is late afternoon, we are ready,

on the way home Viska just kept quiet all the way, do not know what he was thinking, I'm just funny, why also I think what he thinks, what matters today I heppy, what is important today,

has shattered Viska's pride.

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"How's your fiancee?" I asked him to see that he was just silent.

"no doubt, the longer the more unclear our relationship" he replied indifferently.

"Well, why beb?"

"no beb, he seems to be avoiding me even more, even though everything he got today was the result of my efforts as well, there was a lot of capital I gave him, the result of being a biduan and a photo model"

Yess, cepet gi disperse, so that I can have you all my mind praying wickedly.

"Just beb, there is already me who is always ready to accompany you" I replied consolingly.

"Honey, I know you already have, I do too, but I'm comfortable if you already" he replied spoiled dear.

"My color is handsome and charming right beb??" candaku.

"So, out of all the guys I know, you're the ugliest and the crouchiest, the coolest too" he replied, I'm just a manyun.

"Cowoku all handsome, tajir, bonafit, fashionable beb, if not handsome n tajir I don't want to"

"wah means you are matre dong kayang"

"yes should dong beb, the beautiful girl needs a fee for care beb, start facial care, hair until the skin all need a fee, the cost is, just a cool guy and don't want a modal who says he likes an original natural girl, busyiiit dah" he explained.

"But with you I am very comfortable, connected, can go crazy together and laugh loose" he comforted me.

"Beb in the afternoon, go home yuk, later if scolded mbak Fat how" said Viska reminded me.

It didn't feel like it was late in the afternoon, we got off the substation.

"How many people" I asked the food seller we ordered earlier.

"Fatty thousand mas" after paying we immediately walked down to the parking lot of the motorbike.

My relationship with Viska is not yet known by Fatimah, my wife her full name is Siti Fatimah, her age is not much different from Viska by a year older than Viska, but my wife is still childish and spoiled, besides that she if you do not think of it first. never appreciate me as a husband.

But lately my relationship with Viska has been ended by Fatimah, but I always kelit when asked about Viska.

I have been living in a household with Siti Fatimah for six years.

One year married to Siti Fatimah we live all short of life, although I am a private employee in the Village office but at that time my salary was very small three times a year liquid, even then it had to be cut bank installments, at most a few tens of thousands, very less than enough.

Fortunately for my daily needs, fulfilled by my parents because we are still one house.

To add to the needs of life I look for a side by making handicrafts, I work after coming home from the office, but the results are also minimal can not cover my needs.

The scorn and ridicule of the neighbor had already made my ears immune, but not for my wife Fatimah, I was always pressured and demanded to meet her needs, which I found absurd, for daily needs just not enough even ask for the strange, strange?

"mas, that Rojai just bought his wife a necklace and gold bracelet, when can you buy me" he said in a cynical tone.

"Yes be patient, later if I have a windfall not buyin" I said persuading.

"Have patience, and when did you !? I'm embarrassed to come to my parents' house, I'm the only one who doesn't wear anything, while my brothers wear nice jewelry, look at that your ex-boyfriend used to, see that's your ex-girlfriend, whose husband is only a carpenter worker can buy bracelets for mbak ana, lha you are a cook office employee can not, or do not-don't pay you give to other women yes" his scolding on me was like a railroad, nerocos continues.

Just coming home from work, not yet off the uniform has not been eaten already treated to scolding, full of dech with the sound of my wife's nagging.

"Lha you will know for yourself how much I pay, if I get money I have also given you my blessing".I said subtly trying to spread it.

"At the other hand there are also those you collect your salary, in fact it's the A one office with you, can buy a good motorbike, can buy his wife nice jewelry, is the salary is like you" continued his omel accuse me.

The wall clock laughed, and I just kept quiet and silent, wanting to foot myself who wasn't in the omeliiinn.

"There's no food, I'm hungry" I asked to divert his nagging.

"Eat what!!, you give me money hah"

"lha there is rice dik, mother before the market has also left vegetables and tempe for you to cook, spices are also offered"

"i can't cook if there's no complete seasoning" he said ketus,

the jamu should be complete.

Haaah, rather than satiety eating scolding and finally vomiting mending I go.

I take off the goats in the cage, then bring a sack bag for a container of grass and do not forget the scythe all, I graze the goats have parents in the back of the house, rather than being flushed at home by my wife's endless salivary water, mending me pastoring goats, I whistled a little trying to comfort myself to relieve the burning piety in the chest.

"i was a shepherd boy, always unlucky at home,

because my wife is a woman who grumbles and gets angry,

so that I became ashamed of my neighbor and mother,

la la lala lala"

I watched my goats grazing, and I was busy mowing the grass to eat goats at night or in reserve if I couldn't herd them because of some sudden business.

Suddenly I had a wicked idea for the night, still ringing my wife's scolding, very spicy ears, I watched for a moment my sickle, I turned my sickle back and forth glistening in the twilight sun.

"Hmm pretty sharp this scythe, tonight I'll start acting, stupid really. Risk issues lately, I myself have not been able to bear with a life like this" I speak to myself in my heart.