My wife's been misguided

another disaster again

Nesya was a bit surprised when I took her to a special parking lot where the motorbike. "I thought you had a car" he said. I hold back a smile.

"Weekend, lazy to take the car. Old on the street got jammed." I hand the helmet over to him. Usually the lindar who make the helmet. He hesitated about the helmet.

"Look, I washed the helmet."

"Not that" he said. "I don't think my clothes are suitable for riding a motorcycle." I just realized she was wearing a pretty wide skirt. If you ride a motorcycle, maybe the skirt will be exposed all. Uda that, the clothes that are worn are also sleeveless shirts, which definitely make the beautiful skin to fry the sun.

"Now, put on my jacket." I'm sodori the jacket that was in the trunk of the motorcycle. To protect her legs, I also pack raincoat pants that she can wear under her skirt.

Nesya laughed wide. Feel funny about all this. "OK," he said. And she looked so beautiful saying that one word.

Pake motor into elite housing makes security guards standby one. My future wife's house is really big. Enter the gate to the spacious garden.

A minute ride the motor from the new gate nyampe to the front of his house. Wonder what to have a home Segede gini, who lives only Nesya as his father.

"Thank you, yeah." He said helmet. "Almost not?" Ask later.

"Oh, with pleasure." I opened the helmet enthusiastically.

"Eh," he's holding my helmet. " I'm just a pleasantries." He said laugh.

"Kirain," I put my helmet back on. "Tomorrow to go to Surabaya at what time?"

"Why? Want nganter?" Nesya quickly. "Don't bother. Most tomorrow between drivers."

"Who wants to stop? I'm going to Surabaya."

"Huh?" Nesya's face instantly changed her expression, "Ngapain? Are you not working?"

"Work," just relax, I replied, "Work can be anywhere,"

"What do you do?" Very careful he kepo, surely he thought I was just a designer abal-abal. Who has an income is uncertain. I am the only one who is like this.

"Are you really telling me a long story while sitting on a motorcycle like this?" He laughed too.

Shiet! his laugh is so sweet. So I want to lenatin pink lips until lumer.

"Yes, it's not the name" he said, as the drugs "I went in first. You know the way out, right?" Well, the address failed, bye.

"Eh, you haven't answered. What time is Surabaya?" Fia is just drugs while continuing to open the door of his super big house. "You don't tell me, I'll find out for myself." He turned around, continuing to smile as sweet as a diabetes trigger.

"Oh yeah? How's it going?"

"Are you willing to let me in to explain how?" He laughed again and closed the door.

"Bye!" He said he waved his hand.

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I did not joke when I said I would find out for myself what time he left for Surabaya.

Abis from Nesya's house I immediately unplugged, went to the office. The office is closed for the weekend. Because I have an automatic office I have the spare key.

smS arrived at the office I immediately contacted Sodik, my best friend from childhood, a former hacker who is now a game developer. Fortunately, he was also relaxed, because Deket's house from my office told him to come to the office.

"What the hell is yan? Bother people to take a nap. It is not important to be very careful Lo, besides why not go to my house anyway," Sodik new also nyampe already giving his upset look. So I don't feel good.

"Hehehe sori bro, I just want to ask someone to email me." His face immediately changed delighted to hear it.

"Okay, this is what I like." Fia immediately sat in front of my room computer, I happened to have started before she came."Where's the email address?" Ask.

"Don't have that, just the phone number."

"That's it too, what's the number?" He said sure, I immediately called Nesya's number.

I just pay attention. Sodik started from dismantling the massengger application until finally Nemu email address, and broke it already.

"Small, man! nothing is harder?" He was so arrogant he boasted.

As expected, in the inbox there is an E-ticket sent from the online ticket purchase site. Forward to own email, screenshot, send to Nesya. Write the caption, "I told you, I'll find it myself." Add emoji thug life. Then send.

Before closing his account, one notification email appeared, @niko_26 replied to a comment posted on Instagram. Which makes me curious.

"Can I open the IG dik? I asked Sodik.

"Simplice" he said arrogantly. Just a few clicks Sodik already logged into Nesya's Instagram account, Outside perish my friend this one.

The comment from @niko_26 was, "Jealous I'm here." Emoji pack crying.

The reply from @nes_larassati made me emotional, "Quiet, yank. What matters is the deal." Add emoji some red heart and kiss. My blood boils right away, he talked about our dealings? What relation?

I'm with the boy's IG. Sodik did not look at his photo. "Anjiirr, that's a real guy!" Sodik said while chuckling.

Si @niko_26 is a K-Pop star. Boned hair, smooth facial skin, pinky lips. Looks like gini is more suitable called gender than a real guy.

There are several posts that show his photo with Nesya. Photos alay boy dating there is also, just capture the hand again grasping each other. captionnya "The most comfortable place in the world, in your grasp."

The preet! But dibales same Nesya with emoji kiss many times. What the fuck?

Nesya's own photo is also there, he again laughs while ducking, do not know what is near the shoes. Below written. "No matter what people say. We can be happy in love."

The artifact?

Sodik is starting to feel bad. He taps the mouse gently with his fingertips. "Hmm, should I mess with this wanker?"

"Not to." Sodik patted my shoulder while giving a short massage.he knows, the lindar cheated a month before we got married. And now, there's a new girl who's been betrothed to me, crazy, turned out to be inrelationship.

Aghhh!! I must have looked like a guy languishing around the world. Apart from the great calamity, in front even in the face again the same other calamities. Goddamnit!

"Thanks bro, if that's why we're back." I said less excited.

After turning off the computer and we went out, it was late afternoon and we separated, Sodik went home, while I went straight to Nesya's house again.

Before he goes to Surabaya tomorrow, all must be clear. If necessary, all plans are cancelled.

Nyampe in Nesya's house was dark, and it turned out that he had left earlier. He said he set out on his own on the ojol.

I'm allowed to wait inside. It just so happens that Surya is getting ready for dinner. Where does sustenance go. Because of being upset until the tubun, I forgot to fill my stomach. Pas again hungry, pas also offered to eat the same prospective in-laws. What a fortune to Tara.

"I just called, but I wasn't picked up." Surya said before he started eating.

"It's okay, om. I also did not come first." Now find out why he didn't want to invite me in. Must have had someone's show. Maybe that gender. Goddamnit!

Dinner at home is good. There are cooked spicy acid patin fish, including favorite side dishes. There are many other types of side dishes such as shrimp and squid. It turns out that the residents of this house love seafood food.

Surprisingly, this many dishes who would want to try. The occupants of the house are only two people. I don't know how many domestic assistants there are. Which is certainly a lot if seen from this Segede house. But how not to look, huh?

"So it was Nesya's meeting?" Question om Surya is rich in pleasantries rather than loneliness just the sound of flatware tuk-ngetuk plate.

I nelen rice first before I answer "Yes om."

"glhow? You guys are a good fit, right?" Ask Surya while adding sweet asem shrimp to the plate.

"Yes," Confused I replied. "We've agreed on a few things." Finally a safe answer.

"Hmm, good good." Surya is still struggling again.

I'm a gatel who wants to talk about his girlfriend Nesya "Emang Nesya doesn't have a girlfriend, om?"

Uhuk! it seems that Surya was wrong until he sprained. He hurriedly drank before replying, "Know om, he's no longer close to any guy."

I'm a mangosteen. Surya has never played on Instagram. He doesn't know how his son behaves

"Different age you guys are quite far, hopefully you can be patient yes, same Nesya. He is still young. Since childhood everything he wanted must have been om takin. Gedenya, he's like that."

"Yes, um,"

Om Surya breathed and splashed the mineral water in the glass. Then continue talking again. "Maybe it's because she's lacking mother's affection. His mother died when he was still a Kindergarten. And he's busy too, doesn't have much to talk to him." He stayed here for a moment. Mainin spoon on a plate.

"Well, I hope he can change with you." I mean, what the hell? I just met him this afternoon. Chat also seuprit. It's just a doang deal. So now the om Surya naro hopes as high as the sky with this marriage. Just be right! what am I?

I still need to move on from Lindar. Being cheated on hurts so much. He only benefits our relationship. Fucking satan matre!

Now I don't know what Nesya wants. When it comes to money, obviously his father is richer. Staying petite, hundreds of millions also jatoh.

When it comes to love, he already has a gender that is ready to be told to do it. Jerus for what sake Nesya want to be fooled by me?

He can get a guy more if he wants to. Looks like such an angel, there will be nothing to refuse.

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