Not an Ordinary Village Girl

Not an Ordinary Village Girl
CHAPTERS 150



*the woman you like actually makes a wretched mother and child of the orphanage, you mean the woman denada*Tuak ambran.


*Yes, she is a denada, a woman who always tries to make the host and miss household destroyed* said samuel honestly.


*So you.........*


*No, I never agree with the evil idea denada, I actually always block his evil intentions towards the lady so far*


*You're saying* ask a curious anet.


*Yes, the snake woman always has a way to make the lady and the master separate, including by trying to finish off people who have been in contact with you both*


*And the lady's pregnancy has always been her target, but whenever I know her evil intentions, I always distract her.*


*As at the cafe mall at that time, actually in the drink miss has been mixed chemicals by denada, but I know it and immediately replace it, and immediately, And seeing the master and the lady as soon as he was feeling hot and also dissatisfied because his plan failed.and then began to try his evil actions*


*So you were there too* asked anet unexpectedly.


*Yes, with permission to go to the toilet when I see you coming, and I follow because something is wrong with the look in his eyes*


*Then thank you very much samuel, may you not love that female snake anymore* said Ambran growled.


*Haha, will not be master, even I have to demand him layered articles so that he knows rasa*


*Good I agree that* said Ambran again.


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*How come I do not consume gini yes, remember the face of melon mas continues* mummy dinda.


*Am I in love with that first sight on that person*


*But yes, I've only met twice, first at the supermarket, second on the street*


*dinda, sober dinda, sober.*


*But he is a god,*


*He has no girl yet, or maybe he's even married*


*Oh, what's wrong with you din, why*


When busy asking yourself, suddenly his phone rang.


*Who is calling, disturb other people fantasize* his grunts.


and when you see the number on the screen,


*New number, justin aja, most people nawarin pinjol* Dinda put back hp on his desk.


Just starting to try to concentrate on work, the same number calls again, the difference this time there is a photo that appears on a small part of the screen.


*What, so he called me earlier*talk dinda.


Dinda :*Hello, asaalamualikum*


Samuel :*Waalaikum greetings, is this a self-service lady*


Samuel :*Hahaha, I was just kidding miss dinda*


Dinda :*Mmm, not funny. Btw This is who ya* dinda pura do not know.


Samuel: *I am samuel who drove you to your boss' house the other day*


Dinda: *Oh, mr melon yes, what's wrong sir, there's something I can help*


Samuel :*Nothing.just want to let you know that your car has been delivered to the office where you work, maybe soon it will be*


Dinda :*Ooh, yes, max many yes sir, so troublesome*


Samuel: *No problem, just I'm sorry the car work is a bit long, because there is something that needs to be changed using a new tool.*


Dinda: *No matter sir. have been helped I am grateful, and later I will change the cost*


Samuel :*No. it doesn't need to be beautiful*


Dinda: *Why so, I don't want to owe anyone.Fear tomorrow I forgot to pay*


Samuel :*Mmm, if so this afternoon you are busy*


Dinda :*No sir, Why*


Samuel: *You don't want to bet on me*


Dinda :*Yes, I don't want to be in debt*


Samuel :*Then you pay for lunch with me. But you treat, how*


Dinda: *Mmm, fine no problem, as long as I don't owe any more*


samuel :*Okay, deal*


Dinda :*Deal*


Samuel :*Yes done your job first, do not shadow me continue, later at 11:40 I pick up at your office*


Dinda :*No...*


Samuel: *I don't like the rejection of self-service lady*


Dinda :*Mmmmm okay....


Connection interrupted. There is a mixed taste in the heart of the dinda at this time because it was just on the phone and invited to lunch by the man who made her drunk dear.


**Connected......


Good afternoon, all of my bundsists, how are you doing, huh, ??


Hopefully in good health and well yaπŸ€—


Thank you very much still faithful to this author's never-before-seen delusion. πŸ™πŸ€­


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