Revenge Fat Wife

Mission Not Completed

Tonight, Mayang has a study of mothers in the house next door, which was only inhabited about a week ago. The newlyweds too. While Gian at home with Hadyan chatted at length while waiting for Mayang to come home. Coffee, banana chips, steamed yams, and also sponge, accompany their chat. Ngalor ngidul from work to environmental safety issues. Gian has again become tame since Mayang became his goal. Even before marriage, Gian was the most fierce and like the ceplos, Hadyan lost, but now all have returned.

"What's a long time, isn't it, Yan?" Hadyan regretted the coffee left a little, then plucked a banana sponge so soft. "It's Mayang's own?"

Gian also just drank his coffee, this time Gian smokes again. It was still difficult for him to stop the activity, especially his friend always smoked every time they gathered.

"At least, Mr. ..," said Gian, glancing at the clock. "She was the same as him?" The man smokes his cigarette again.

"Father wants Mayang ngurus resto Mr. Yan ... I am tired." Hadyan flicked her hand so Gian's cigarette smoke wouldn't pucker her up. "When the hell did you stop smoking, Yan?"

Gian only smiled briefly. "Now you take care of the resto you used to be alone, my mission is not finished, sir ...."

"What mission is that?" Hadyan.

"Make Father grandson same reception, let's know that Mayang already be mine and no ex came to disturb." Gian shoved his cigarette on an available glass ashtray. Hadyan watched all of Gian's movements without pause.

"Why not yet? Cook yet, anyway, Yan?" Hadyan frowned in surprise. Gian definitely can't stand that one thing. Hadyan knows best how much this child loves this one activity. And after fasting for so long, what is it, he could stay so long. Two weeks is a long time, for Gian. He thought it only lasted a few hours.

Gian clucked, as if Hadyan did not understand what he was talking about. "If Mayang is pregnant before the reception, I'm afraid to make him tired and depressed, sir .. I just haven't done it yet, if the process goes on."

"Oh, kirain hasn't. Kaya does not fit that same fit with marriage, rich already want to explode, the ending period is not as expected."

"Don't underestimate Gian, sir." Gian finished his cigarette, then got up with an ashtray in his hand. "Just hasn't been fired on target. We want to date first."

Hadyan sneered. But just agree with what Gian decided. Let them have children at the time they plan. Gian must have thought about how best for both of them.

"You do the dishes too?" A moment later Hadyan realized that Gian was washing something in the sink.

Gian looked at his father while laughing. "I'm afraid of being picked on by Mayang because I still smoke. After this I also took a shower, sir .. shampooing with flower water, let Mayang not smell the cigarette on my body."

Hadyan replied to Gian's laughter, "husband is afraid of wife." scorned Hadyan.

"When would that be, Mayang can take care of Arumdalu?" The chat returned to the main topic Hadyan's purpose came here.

"Replace, sir .. not now. You have someone who can be trusted there. Mr. aja deh, who take care of Arumndalu." Gian prepared to shower and shampoo, he was really afraid that Mayang would get upset with him.

"You used to want to marry the same Mayang promise what? How did you forget?" Gian did promise that he would let Mayang continue Hadyan's business, as long as he helped when the same approach Mayang. But now what? Gian forgot it.

"It is not so, sir .. The reason was clear. Let Mayang have children first, just focus on work again." Gian clucked in a puff.

"Until you have how many children?" Hadyan did not want to be fooled by Gian's remarks that could have plunged him into a reality full of traps.

Gian laughed grinningly, his bully sense was discovered. "Until Mayang tired, sir .. lest I get lonely rich." Gian actually passed from the dining room on the second floor. He must hurry.

"Pak ... spray Stella's pack, let's not smell the desk's cigarette." Shouted Gian from above, probably already almost in the room.

Hadyan. "Basin a bad boy!" He did what Gian asked. While spraying the room's fragrant liquid, Hadyan thought, how lonely Gian is because he has no other brother. His mother Gian had to fight death while pregnant and gave birth to Gian, then took care of Gian until he was fifteen, before giving up on life. Not that Hadyan did not want to have any more children, but he was too afraid of hurting his wife excessively.

"Well, you go home first" said Hadyan who surely Gian did not hear it.

Gian rushed out, afraid Mayang hunted home. However, just as Gian came down to the dining table, Mayang was putting a parcel from the recitation.

"You're not double, are you?" ask Mayang full of investigation. Of course he just led Gian.

Gian immediately kissed Mayang's lips. "Talk is prayer, so be careful when talking. Keep his lips, so that only good prayer will come out of here."

Mayang hugged Gian and spread his head in Gian dasa. "Yes, Mr. Doctor of my Love." He shook his body until Gian followed him to the left and right.

"Mas .. Why didn't Gian buy me a house? Why was he left at my house?"

"Your house is still new, close to you too. Honey if you leave." Gian explained. Not that he did not want to buy a house, but really this house is very nice and comfortable.

"You want me to buy how much of this house you're in, so you feel like this is the house I bought for you?"

Mayang raised his head, looking at Gian as if asking, is it really all right? If Mayang asked for compensation to buy this house? Actually, Mayang has a plan for this. Only Mayang is a bit embarrassed if asked frankly.

"I'm a transfer now, just mention it. I think three hundred million." Gian seriously immediately walked to the dining table, where his phone was.

"Mas transfer to the account that I mentioned, yes .. the amount should be Mas only." Mayang blushed shyly.

"What's that?" Gian frowned. "Say dong."

"The price of two shophouses next to Lea's shophouse," Mayang finally said.

Gian smiled, "five, let's invest." Jemari Gian moved agilely after saying. "I know the owner of the shophouse" he said casually, then wiggled a flaming phone in front of Mayang.

"Transaction worked, five shophouses done, so it's yours."

Gian said with a sumringah, there is no burden or unreserved mimicry. Mayang boughtak did not believe until he closed his mouth.

"Mas Gian wants me to start first? Or Mas Gian under aja .. let Mai serve full."

Jemari Mayang began to remove the buttons of his long dress. That expression was truly a full exertion of sincerity and obedience. Gian likes and responds.

"So your problem is just this, until you ask for a break?" Gian started teasing him.

"I was so fucked up, Mas. But now, because of your help, I can think clearly. It's clearer after this."

Huh! The room is too mainstream.

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