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Mother of Kangkung Lovers and Mother of Bloated Lovers

The Goddess smiled, somehow he now likes that Wira has said spicy and judes like this. It is as if there is a hidden purpose in the words that cannot be directly expressed by the owner.

"Happy dong, sir. Bang Adun is a good person. Friendliest. I like to help again. The house is not far from my contract. That's why we are a bit familiar." replied the Goddess who makes the face of the Hero look more turbid.

"Oh happy? You centile!" cibir Hero.

"What the hell, sir?! Glad that compliments are human. Try this my Father praised, Mr. Wira very handsome this morning. The shirt makes your face look brighter. Like the prince again play to contract upik abu aja!" god Goddess.

His face flushed with embarrassment. He then looked at the contracting glass and looked at his face in the mirror somewhat dirty dust. "Yes anyway. This shirt makes my face bright, right? Lack of sleep but still looks good!" praise the Wira to herself.

"But! He was praised like that! Let's walk the splinter! Later if there are more mothers to gather do not say anything! Diem. Don't cut. They were a group of gossipers who were gathered in their basecamp, vegetable makers. Tell me Mr. again business survey. Don't answer anything else!" goddess Message.

"So's their gossip?"

"hey are. If we had passed them we would have been digosipin. I was cuekkin. I'm immune to that digosipin kayak!" dewi.

"okay!"

The hero walks through a narrow alley that can only be passed by two motorcycles. The car will definitely not fit. The distance from IndoJuni into the house of Dewi is quite far too. They walked on the edge of times that were black in color and somewhat smelly.

The hero even had to tilt his body as the little ones ran around freely without any parents watching. Typical of village life in this densely populated city of Jakarta.

The air began to feel not fresh because of the density of houses around. Most contract with a land area of not less than 30 meters. There is no page just to put ornamental plants. The hero can even read from the window of the house that he passed.

They also began to pass the vegetable maker who sells in his small house. Many mothers choose groceries while occasionally gossiping. The narrow, densely populated environment allows gossip to develop quickly by word of mouth.

Seeing a handsome young man like an artist passing through a narrow alley with Dewi, the gaze of Mothers turned. From the beginning choose fresh bloated fish and kale from one bond to another then switch to handsome youth and look fresher than kale vegetables in hand.

"Who is the same Goddess? A real handsome artist?!" whispered the mothers who forgot her kale.

"Yes. Very handsome. Suitable tuh for my child the Ipat who is already a virgin." said the mothers who forget the fish.

"Eh, the virgin's son was forty. I want to be an old virgin! It fits better with my daughter Amin!" reply mothers love kale.

"The boy is still in school. Just entered High School, learn first!" mothers who like bloated fish do not want to lose.

"Excuse me, Mom!" the Goddess politely.

"Yes!" answer the two mothers compact.

"Who's Wi? Really handsome!" ask kale-loving mothers impatiently.

"My boss, Mom. Again to survey." replied the Goddess.

"Oh survey, what's Wi doing?" ask the mothers who like bloating.

"Make a new business, ma'am."

"May take a survey to my house. Who knows ifat can join this business!" still hard work mom bloated lover match her virgin daughter with Wira.

"I'll excuse you, Mom! Come!" The Goddess then invites the Wira to continue their journey.

The hero walks after the Goddess, He looks back and sure enough the mothers are talking about it. Seen from them whispering while pointing towards him.

"Ribet really lives, mothers. Know not but gosipin keep going!" wira.

"His name also lives next door, sir. Especially in the crowded areas of my home. The house is close together, the gossip is getting easier." The goddess lowered her voice and whispered to the hero. "If they know I'm a plus-plus business.wah can be expelled me, sir!"

"Hush! Don't get caught!" The hero whispered too. "We are married to be calm. You will not be expelled!"

The goddess smiled hearing that. "Yes, yes, too. We have arrived, sir. The house contracted me!" The goddess pointed to her house.

"That?" ask Wira as if to convince the Goddess if the contract in front of her is too small to be occupied by the Goddess of the family.

"Yes. Come on in, sir!" bring Goddess.

The goddess walked first. The hero followed with the uncertain feeling he felt. In the tiny house, his wife lived. Not a contract worth his opinion.

Contract house Dewi looks wider a little more than other contract houses, but the building is not better. The paint of his house looks dull, no longer pure white with some parts of the wall exposed to the splashes of a passing motor.

The hero also entered the house. It appears that a father who may be younger than Abi Agas but his face looks older than his age. Unlike Abi who is getting older.

"Sir, this is the boss of the Goddess, Mr Wira!" Dewi introduced Wira to her Father who was none other than Wira's own in-law.

Wira also salim with his Father Goddess who smiles warmly. His father was able to walk even though he still seemed to withstand the pain of surgery.

"This is the boss who helped you with the operation, huh, Wi? Oh, my God, thank you very much sir. Without Father somehow my fate!" I cried when I met his helper.

The silent hero was stunned. Has he really been a helper? Is he really that good?

"Sound father?" The hero feels his tongue is mute, and can only ask the condition of his Father Goddess.

"healthy. All thanks to you."

Again Wira felt that the praise was not worth addressing for him. It's not that good. He even accepted the plus-plus business offer that Dewi offered. Not helping in full. There is a buying and selling point between them.

The hero came back saying nothing. Fortunately, the Goddess melted the atmosphere. "Sir, let Mr. Wira come in first!" dewi.

"Oh yes. I was too excited to meet your boss! Come on in, Mr. Wira! Please!" His father Dewi then invited the Wira to enter.

Wira took off her sneakers that immediately Dewi put in the house. The hero looked confusedly at his wife. "Fear gone! Expensive shoes for me."

The hero just nodded. Not even shoes can be placed on the porch? Ck. ck...

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