Not the Hope Husband

Find opportunities.

Fatir came home to make lunch. He met his sister Sidar.

"You want to go to mama?"

"This is Mas, going to eat for Mas Adam." Sidar answered while pointing at the one he was carrying.

"Enak is rich. Oya later if you have eaten, wait for Mas sales first," Pinta Fatir looked at the sister.

"Ready Mas" said Sidar as he walked away from his house.

Fatir continued walking while moving his eyes around the contents of his house that looked different. It looks like Bu Roro is taking clothes to a new closet. New bedding.New bedding, then pass the steps towards the kitchen.

Viona seemed so focused in the kitchen. He stood watching the woman in the short suit. Knee-length pants and sleeveless tops, hair tied on top showing her neckline.

The atmosphere of the kitchen has changed drastically. No longer messy as before and everything looks neat as well as neat.

"Ehem," Fatir surprised Viona and turned his head.

"You? since when is it there?" viona asked as she turned her body face to face with Fatir.

"Em .. about 10 minutes ago. Didn't say you were coming here?" inquiry Fatir. His hand took a glass of water.

"So morning. Where you from!" Viona asked, remembering that Fatir didn't exist.

"Deeds. Oh, before the sale. To ... there's business."

"Urusan, meet a lover huh?" chirps Viona. He stood by the table.

"D-yes." Fatir honest. Netra her eyes looked at the sweat that was pouring on Viona's forehead as if bathed in light exposed to the rays. Fatir's hand took a tissue and he rubbed it into the sweat-drenched Viona's body.

Viona is stunned to receive Fatir's sweet treatment. He felt so clumsy and embarrassed, Fatir continued to wipe his sweat from the temple to the neck.

"Em, you must not have eaten? eat first." Viona tried to distract Fatir and pointed at the food package at the table.

"Non, Mbok is done. Excuse me first." Bu Roro ngeloyor went to bring a meal package.

"Thank You Mbok?" Viona.

"Who told Mbok Roro to help out here?" Investigate Fatir until sitting open the meal package.

"Eh, who told you it was Sidar. And I told Sidar, to get the clothes in the closet. Sidar and I are tired of putting up beds and closets." Viona's muttering.

"Who told you to clean up? no one told you to!" Fatir put food in his mouth.

"No one told me to, but it didn't feel good in the eyes. Your house is a mess, look now including the rooms." Viona pointed at all the contents of this house.

Fatir's eyes also followed what Viona showed, Indeed all have been conjured into a beautiful house. It was amazing, but inside. Looks very changed.

"Don't you want to thank me for that?" viona asked pointing her nose proudly.

Fatir's forehead shriveled. "Should it?"

"should. If it wasn't for me it wouldn't be like this."

"Oh, thanks?" Fatir continued to bribe with favors. There was the sound of a starving stomach coming from inside Viona's stomach.

"Up, I forgot. I haven't eaten." Viona immediately opened and voraciously.

"It's Aa ... open her mouth?" edict Fatir while feeding Viona who immediately opened her mouth.

"Em .. delicious." Then the two eat together. Sometimes Fatir feeds Viona.

Now Fatir has taken a bath and Salat dzuhur. Viona walked in and sat down on the edge of Fatir's bed.

"The bed was tight and hard. Can you sleep, right?" viona asked gazing towards Fatir who folded his sheath.

"You can sleep with your eyes instead of a bed. The proof even if sleeping on the floor can still close your eyes, means a spacious and soft bed is not necessarily guaranteed to sleep soundly."

"Huuh ..." Viona's eyes were turned around.

Fatir wants to go back to his place of sale. Looking towards Viona who looked tired and shabby sitting on the sofa while playing with her phone.

"You better take a shower. Keep taking a break, I want to sell again." With a flat look.

"Huh? baths. Not bring a change but want to go home also lazy, at home there are Sita and Rumi's brother." Glanced for a while then re-directed his eyes to the phone.

"Oh, my shirt is there. The shirt may rather look shabby so, her husband was a poor man. His appearance changed drastically." Fatir sat his body not far from Viona's seat.

Fatir hurried to get a towel from his room.

"Ih, smell." Viona took the fragrance oil and sprayed it onto a Fatir towel. "Oyeah, don't go yet? I'm afraid someone else is coming in." Viona sneered into the bathroom that was not as spacious as in her room. There's no bathub there that's just like a dipper.

When he was about to take off his clothes. Viona screamed and made Fatir panic but did not dare to enter.

"What's wrong?" peekik Fatir astonished.

Viona's coming out. And hugging Fatir's body hid his face in the chest of the Man who stood before the door. "That's it, I'm scared!"

"What's wrong? who's obviously dong?" Birthday Fatir was full of curiosity.

"I-it, inside. There ... there are cockroaches. Iiyyy ..." Viona's shoulder shuddered with still hiding her face on Fatir's chest.

Fatir's feet shifted into the bathroom. While Viona's body is still attached to Fatir's body.

"Where? nothing!" fatir's eyes looked around the bathroom wall.

"So, it was there." Viona's index finger pointed somewhere but without even changing her position.

"No Miss ..." wrong look at the times.

"There were, two in fact, there were," continued Viona. Hugging Fatir's body tightly.

Fatir smiled fluffy. With his mischievous idea. "Maybe it's flying, or it's getting into your shirt"

Viona suddenly takes off her embrace. "No, it's impossible. Ah ... don't want to go, go far. Don't want to." Wiggling his clothes.

Behind his smile. Fatir's eyes were fixed to Viona's wide-open chest. Because the button was open, maybe earlier in his arms. He swallowed his Saliva several times, however normal his male soul was. His eyes did not want to blink seeing the beauty right before his eyes.

Viona immediately covered her chest with the clothes still attached to her body plus the hands she crossed. "What did you see?" immediately turn his back on Fatir, ashamed.

Fatir blinked his eyes and let out a long sigh. "Yes already, take a shower there. I'm waiting at the door."

"But, don't look around" said Viona.

"What do we peek at? without looking, I've seen it." By smiling her smile.

"Awas having a mind of sorts," threatened Viona still turned her back. "But ... is it true that the cockroach is gone and will not return?" his eyes swept over the walls and ceiling.

"It seems like it doesn't exist anymore. If only coming back meant peeking in the shower."

"Ah .. don't want to, fear." Viona again hugged Fatir's back. With intense eyes circling the surrounding place.

Now Fatir closed his eyes. It feels really if the chewy object is attached to his back, but it was not too felt. "Why is my hug so bad?" with flat tone.

Suddenly Viona moved away and rubbed her hands and front body. "Just boy. You're the one looking for a chance, right? Anybody wants to hug you ... GR. I'm afraid, you slob, the bathroom a lot of cockroaches. Just leave, but at the door. Don't go far."

"Basic coward." Fatir continued his steps out of the bathroom.

"Not a coward, but disgust." Limpal Viona while advancing her tiny lips.

Fatir is waiting at the door. Occasionally shaking his head to throw away thoughts that have begun to travel far.

About 15 minutes. Viona appeared in a hurry wearing only a towel.

Seeing Viona only wearing a towel covering her chest and one rascal above the knee so that half of her smooth thighs were perfectly exposed. Fatir immediately led Viona to her room. Afraid of eel or who's in.

Viona was astonished but obeyed, entering Fatir's room which was only as big as a bathroom in her house.

"A really long time?" fatir muttered after being inside the room and closed the curtains.

"What length? this includes lightning tofu!" elak Viona, then approached the closet to look for Fatir's clothes that fit for him.

But suddenly from the top of the closet, there was flying like a cockroach and stopped on Viona's shoulder. Instantly Viona screamed and jumped in fear while the cockroach at home fell silent on Viona's shoulder.

Viona again hugged Fatir's body which was still standing. Unaware of the towel Viona slumped almost no longer cover her two hills, Viona hugged tightly like before. Fatir immediately threw the little beast out.

This time Fatir's chest was pounding. His heart was beating faster than usual, how not? If the one who was hugging him was a beauty that looked real, there was no barrier. Fatir sculpting, willing to return hugs afraid considered to look for an opportunity. Not to mention also dear redemptive ....

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