Passion of Neighboring Wife

Chapter 59

The fat woman didn't like the way Jayden looked at her. In addition to the question that made him upset, already knew attending the event instead said what, right kesel yes, according to Nurma.

"Yes, the condo. But what do you wear like this? Makeup face red, yellow green, colorful, want to eat Lo?" Jayden looked at Nurma from top to bottom. Although a little menor, but for him looks mature, sweet, and certainly beautiful.

"That's a lip, too, not too red? If gini lo looks like an ondel-ondel, rice sack."

"Eh, fish cu*pang, want me to kayak ondel-ondel, kayak ghost, kayak mother-mak is up to me. Why do you want my business too? Move aside! I want to congratulate Bastian and Kyara." Nurma bumped Jayden's shoulder and flicked her hair with her hands so that Nurma's hair hit Jay's face. Fragrant, that's what Jay felt when the aroma of shampoo that Nurma used.

"Gue doesn't care, but aren't you ashamed to see so many people? Noh, until your man the Bagas keeps natap lo." Jay pointed at the man who was staring at him unblinkingly using his chin.

Nurma looked to the right, which was true, her ex-husband was looking at her. "Gue doesn't care if he wants to see me like it's up to him, anyway he has eyes. I'm the same he has no business anymore, he's my bad. And since our marriage used to be just a series wedding, so there wasn't much drama just yet. Not having to take care of divorce papers to the office of religious affairs because our marriage is not recorded in the country. And now I'm free of him."

"Huh, you're seriously divorced from him? Not wrong, is it?" Jayden was surprised to hear that. However, from the bottom of his heart Jay is happy that Nurma is free from a man like Bagas whom he knows does not love. Moreover, Jay knew that Nurma was forced to marry only because of the debt of her parents to the rice paddies.

"Hmm, want to find another man? What if you marry me the same? Yes, all of us open our hearts, who knows so real love. I help you move on from Bagas, and you help me move on from Ningsih, how? You want to, right?" I don't know where Jay offers an offer that is beyond Nurma's expectations.

"Do I get married? Not wrong, though? I don't want ah, even though in this world guys are just Lo, I'm not married to Casanova men like you. Ih I'm not ready to work with the same guy who has a lot of dipping here and there like tea bags." Nurma shuddered in horror, she was only afraid that one of the women Jay had slept with had the disease.

Jay sighed, it turns out that his bad habits made the women stay away from him. The title Casanova was attached to him.

"But I guarantee that I'm not sick and there will be no one who suddenly ngerecokin us just because of my mistake who likes dipping here and there. I assure you there are no seeds embedded in them because I play it safe."

Nurma squinted, "continue what should I do? say wow that? Dih, not really"

But suddenly, Jay clasped Nurma's hand, staring fixedly at her eyeballs. Nurma. "What's the fuck you want?"

"Ndut, marry yuk?"