My wife's been misguided

fatigue makes me digress

"Two rooms?" Nesya whispered in the evelator as soon as I gave her the key card of the room.

I shut up because I was so lazy, he replied. I'm clear, why room same girl who can not be anything.

He started sulking, "Entar I slept alone, dong?" Aye that. Thought you?

"Who usually sleeps with?"

"Just like niko." Geez! nyesel I nanya.

"When you sleep at home, right?"

"If at home there are a lot of friends. There's po, Kitty, Simba.."

"Cosy?"

"My dolls." jiah!

The evelator door opens on the fifth floor. I came out first but he immediately hugged my hand not to be left.

"Yes? I slept with you, huh?" nesya's voice was very cute and her eyes made me unable to refuse, "And we're married too" he continued.

Sompret the kid! if you want to talk about marriage, try if there is a fake guy here. How could my arms be rich gini.

"Kama's got the other one canceled, is that it?" His eyes immediately sparkled rich people kesambet.

"Please give to Dr. Ahmad. Where's he staying?"

I shrugged. "So he said to the doctor's office."

"Well, kasian if you have to sleep in the hospital. It's not far from the hospital either, is it?" Forgive me! his gaze was please conditioned. I can't stand nabok eh nyip*k.

Finally we arrived at room 510. The roomboy was waiting at the door.

"where's 511?" Nesya asked me about the room I booked for her.

"In the corridor next door, Ma'am," Mas roomboy replied politely.

"Huh?" Nesya immediately grabbed my hand. "Tuh, it is far away," he said with a clear view of the level of the gods.

The roomboy interrupted, "This is his black backpack what's red, put here?" I took a deep breath of concern Nesya stared expectantly.

Address is out of stock my lotion. "Both of it, my mom!" Nesya almost jumped in joy. Spontaneously she kissed my cheek.

Hadeh! PHP is terossss! patience, this is a test!

Nesya ran in with a sumringah. As usual, always throw your body into bed. Not using his name, he immediately became the master of the mattress.

"So get out, I'm going to sleep." Yup! tired of today. Tired of body, tired of mind.

"Me too" he said, crawling beside me. Continue to wear no shame he immediately hugged my hand and brushed.

How can I sleep with gini? you might even wake up by yourself later. "What do you actually think of me as, nes?"

"Hmm?" He looked up a little to see me.

"If you were in that fake guy, you wouldn't be hoeing this rich guy, would you?"

"Yes no," he replied with a chuckle, "I must be bobo with Niko, dong. Uh, her name is Niko, yeah. Not a fake guy!"

Likes me. Males called his name. "If he knows you're rich like me, isn't he mad?"

"He won't know unless you tell him." Nesya's call was a threat.

"If I tell you?" Neysa suddenly lifted her head and looked me in the eye.

"You won't tell," he said sharply.

"Why?"

"Because you don't want to hurt me, do you?" Now he's wearing a slash again.

"Why? I wrong?" Nesya's voice grew louder.

Goddamnit! He's very manipulating people.

"I don't want to be confused."

"I mean diapain?"

"What do you think I am?" The frustration began to spill. "If you consider me a friend, can you not embrace my rich hands in front of your girl?" She shook her head. "If you have a secret relationship with me. Just as rich I am your affair. But you're a lesbian. And I'm still a real guy. So what do you want exactly?" My frustration spilled over even with a controlled tone.

And immediately Nesya glazed over. Just talked about it doang already baper. Aw, ****! You little whiny chick!

"So I can't hold you anymore?" His finger shrank the water at the end of his eye.

Yeah, not that either. Goddamnit! Don't cry anymore in front of me, Nesya!

"I just want to know, let it clear and I don't assume. What is my position in your eyes?" I asked more subtly.

Uh, he's crying real. Close your face while holding. Hadeh, ribet very business with this one girl.

"here." Yeah, I hugged him again, let him calm down. If the gini continues, when will it rest?

She cried, for a moment. Then shut up, leaning on my shoulder while counting the polo shirt buttons. I've been lazy to talk. It was so tired. All the rich words stuck to the wall.

"Can't you just be Zian?" Ask lirih.

Hhh! Dingy. Tired of questions. Tired of his behavior. Tired of all this. I take his hand off his shoulder to make a pillow will sleep. This is the right time to fall.

Neysa turned her head, her light brown eyes instantly defiant from above. Black straight hair framed his blemishless white skin. Crazy one! Real pretty.

The pink lips opened, uttering the word, "what is the need to put a frill behind your name?" What's this kid talking about, anyway? Males I did it!

He crawled closer until he sat right by my side. "Can't you just be Zian?" Nesya repeated the question again.

Interesting question, but... "What's Zian for you?" I finally leaned in with a question in a very annoyed tone!

But the lesbian girl I married yesterday was put on the brakes for a while. Then talk with half a head-butt. "Zian was the one who supported me no matter what. People who do not use a lot of questions, will certainly immediately gulurin hands to help me once I fall. That's Zian for me." He smiled sweetly while playing with my polo shirt button again.

I'm confused, what does this chick want, huh? Mainin buttons my rich shirt again ask permission to make a book of clothes. Open it up! I'm sincere, really!

"You're rich, aren't you?" Nesya asked after I just fell silent and brushed my eyes.

Jiah! When I opened my eyes, he used that look again. Make his face look sweet and cute. Damn really! If mainin buttons only for teasing, mending far, dah! I don't accept in PHP-in keeps the same chick.

I sit down, lift my right knee, give her a barrier so she can get all the way. But Neysa hoeed my shoulder and leaned on my shoulder.

"Nes, it's not me."

"That's you, yan!"

"No!" I quickly refuted. Considering how he hugged his father's hand earlier, sure enough, it wasn't me. "That's the picture of the ideal father you want! You can't project your hope onto me. You'll be disappointed, Nes." I'm falling down again. Half-tempurep turned his back. Let him know himself and not hold on anymore. I'm a prick, period!

I haven't been able to break it yet, Nesya has spoken again. "But you said you accepted me no matter how I was. Aye, right?" Quickly I'll go back and sit down.

"Yes!" Nesya. "Receive, not always support. I accept your decision to be a lesbian. It's your choice anyway, as long as you hepi, go on!" Sewot. Neysa was confused. "But choice anyway.as long as you hepi, go on!" sewot. Nesya was confused.

"But I don't support your lesbian actions! all living creatures live to reproduce. And as a lesbian, you're undermining the great purpose of the evolution of living things to the formation of sex."

I continue the lecture. Nesya screeched cynically. I advanced a little, approached him to a distance. "you know black widow?"

"Group band?"

"Spider." he frowned. "The male black widow lets his body run out of protein just after he has planted the seed into the female's body." The distance between his two eyebrows is getting closer. "He knew he was going to die, but still worked hard to seduce the female to be willing to accept her seed. He has to prove that he is good enough and deserves to fertilize the eggs of the female. After her task was completed, she gave herself so that the female could give birth to a healthy and strong next generation." It's like holding your breath.

"Throughout the evolutionary history of life. Gender is not shown to satisfy lust. Gender is a tool to get the next generation brilliant. Even the sense of pleasure and pleasure that comes with it just to make sure that we will never get tired of doing the process of developing offspring." Nesya exhaled softly, throwing her face away, avoiding my gaze.

I don't want to get dizzy. Fatigue has made my words growl. Now is really time to sleep. The point!