My wife's been misguided

My wife's been misguided
Nnamdi Nikita?



"What are you doing there?" Nesya nanya still while a manyun mengegegemesin.


"You fought the same guy who took my wife. He didn't accept that I'd made KO twice." Nesya directly ngakak maximum.


"Yes, that's it." he said. "yesterday you were screaming when he was no longer ready, it's only natural to lose."


"Huh! this time I lost too." Nesya even more.


"Yes, you want to win the same time the winner won POMNAS gold."


Whats? THE POMNAS?


"What branch did he enter?"


"boxing." Nesya answered casually.


Gluey! I saw the guy who was doing a combination kick and fist exercise with the big daddy screaming, "Jab, Hook, Kick!" The movement is fast and steady emits a buk-like sound that makes the guts squeak.


"No way, the weight is enough for boxing? There's no princess boxing, is there?"


"The weight is quite strong, the evidence can get gold," Nesya explained while sneering and it was very upsetting.


Guys so-called boxing events and kicked with a pretty decent speed. He may benefit from a small body, so he can move faster, but if his weight is enough to participate in a boxing match, then his muscle mass is quite good as well.


"God! Beaver!" Nesya exclaimed from the screen. "Ngeliatin what, anyway? Jiper must have seen niko, yeah. Ahaha!"


Damn, how can he read my mind mulu?


"Little. But our sport is different, it cannot be compared."


He's crashing again. "So Niko won a lot. Still young, his skills continue to be better." Nesya ngeremehin me again.


"But I have more muscle mass." Denying I do not want to lose, he himself said that my arm is bigger hahaha. "When I play in power, I win."


"Geez! Not peraya! niko is better than any man."


Uh! This sentence again, Her father spoke this sentence, now the girl. So rich again brainwashed, hear the same sentence continuously.


"Huh! Better than any guy except, Zian. See if you don't believe it!"


"Got ah! I already know who won. Go ahead, gih. Let's not get too much bruising, hahaha"


Goddamnit!


"Really, the prayer of the wife of Sholehah must be affirmed"


It means circus. But it is free when the person talking does not understand.


"What's the matter anyway?" ask Nesya seriously.


"Abribed, princess."


Nesya ngakak hard after understanding. "Mother." Then hang up.


My butterflies felt buzzing at the loss of Nesya's cute voice. Concerned about guys so-genesis emang make jiper. Punchpad held by his father was very thin already hit tonjok and kick bertubi without having time to return to its original form.


Now I need a real sedative. Who knows, it could be doping to make a guy so-called super can happen.


"Assalamu'alaikum," Well, here comes the sound that can make anyone who hears it adem to the heart. Especially when he saw his super-faced face.


"Wa'alaikumsalam." I'm talking about the style that's faseh-faskeh. In the presence of the newspaper, whistling must be observed.


"Where? Ready to make a presentation?"


"God's insha is ready, sir."


"Goodoo. Thank you, for replacing me. I'll have lunch later."


"Together, sir. Don't bother, later the committee also provides lunch, kok, sir." He is so smooth he refused.


But I'm still.


"Yes, I'll treat you to snack at the office."


He's laughing a little. Duh, sweet really. Laughing is rich."


"No, sir. I have to go home quickly, kasian my mother if you wait a long time," Aisya keep keukeuh nolak.


Aisyah laughs nanis. "I'm not married, sir."


Uhuy!


"Single and available, dong?"


Nothya answer. He switched the conversation.


"Udah, yes sir. I have to leave now so it's not too late to get to the UI."


"Yes, you've been picked up by the office driver, haven't you?"


"Sir, sir. I took the train, "The answer was sweet and subtle.


"Loh, you're representing the group's president. Means bring his image of Surya, time to ride a car?"


Aisyah laughed laughingly. "Not the new president is also so, let the income of hundreds of millions, but still just ride the motor everywhere."


"Eh? how know?"


He cleared his throat twice and then replied.


"Udah first, yes sir. I have to leave now so I'm not late. Assalamu'alaikum." The call is decided and I am the one left.


How does Aisyah know my income? Nesya is guaranteed not to know anything about how much money this husband has. Lindar also only get unlimited credit cards without knowing how much income is guaranteed.


Where does Aisyah know? Does he know my account? How can?


Guys suddenly happen in plain sight. Nyodorin security equipment. There is a head protector, chest protector and boxing gloves.


"Now! Let your wound not be severe," Ledeknya with a fucking face and in fact most ****.


Okeh! First thing first.


Now it's time to focus on the duel with the POMNAS gold medal holder. Let me just get to the semi-finals in POMNAS, bodo very.


it's finished when it's finished!


There's another coming time again masang breastplate. Girl, she's like mama. His smile became a message that has not been bales.


Mama ngabarin if you have arrived home and there is a package from Nesya.


"Cie cie, the new bride," That's what he said that made ilfil. New hong kong bride?


"Well breakfast, mas?" He greeted the pleasantries.


"Not quite yet, ma'am," My pleasantries are stale.


He stopped, nyodorin something freshly taken in his bag. "This is honey, enough to add energy before the match,"


Naturally, I suspect. Suddenly someone was giving me something to drink.


The woman chuckled, probably realizing that I was hesitant to accept.


"I'm Nikita's mother. Take it, otherwise don't drink it."


Almost spurt my laugh. So the real name of the guy so-then, Nikita? Hahaha, very sweet, rich orangya.


I took one honey sachet out of his hand. Because she's the only one in her right mind here, calling a girl, a girl.


"Thank you, ma'am." The boy's mother so-genesis can give me another smile, make me a promise in the heart, this abis must call the name.


The madness is drunk. Mayan to increase energy. Even though I was already snacking on brown sugar, the results robbed at the sodik house.


Fitting again masang boxing gloves, suddenly the guy so-japan came again throwing pkastik objects in my face. It turns out that gum shield, a small item that often forgets to bring if the match. Usually mama who always ngingetin to bring this tooth protector.


"I pinjemin" said the man so-so. "Please, it's sterile."


"Thanks," I put, before making boxing gloves.


In the ring, the man so-genesis has been waiting, while lemesin muscles of the legs, hands, and neck. His baoakan stood there beside him.


"There are no rounds here" said the father. "You will fight until one falls and cannot get up in ten counts."


Crazy, it's not a match, it's a fight. Serah, bye! Nothing to lose.