Revenge Fat Wife

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The dress chosen by Gian for Mayang is a dusty pink kebaya and a more modern dress for the evening. Gian invited his friends outside the city to attend the reception night. The problem is, special events for young people, he said.

"If your friends are unable to attend during the day can come right after the mall, Mai. We are flexible, do not be too much invitation day should come during the day, and invitation night should not be present during the day." Gian was so wise that some of Mayang's friends could not attend at the appointed hour.

"When I took the day off, yes, still can't come. I have always stuck to the dateng loh, when they do not want to develop dateng. Is it afraid I'm asking for my donation money first, huh, Mas?" Mayang still can not take it for granted. Those who are privileged Mayang, as if busy on that day and can not take the time.

Gian smiled while frightening his fingers to Mayang fingers. "Darling, horrified Mas, yes ... There are those who have a job and can not be left, it was clear they had explained. If you are good, the office has you, your food stall, your love work, so you have a lot of time for friends. Yeah, no?"

Mayang could only nod because it was true.

"On the donation money, you do not suudzon deh, they are rich people who are in my opinion, so what donation money, they certainly can. So don't think weird." Gian calmed Mayang by peeling the back of Mayang's hand repeatedly.

Mayang sighed, he could not think as clearly and positively as Gian. He likes to think negatively and excessively. But ....

"Mas said what kind of money?" Mayang who was looking for a gap, looked at Gian full of questions.

Gian just nodded lazily.

"Five hundred to two million, Mas ...," said Mayang a little pretentious. He thought that kind of donation was wow.

"I've been to five million, but at my wedding only a million of hers returned." Gian's answer made Mayang gap.

"There is another, the same joint venture of the Father up to ten million, but after that he overpa we also did not." Gian is the kind of person who is? Talk about lost and unequal replies. Does he have money that has no serial limit?

"Mas .. not sure." Mayang refused to believe it.

"No. Why do I boong with my own wife who if boong sooner or later will be found out." Gian exhausting the car when the red light turns on.

"Great talk," muttered Mayang still did not stop thinking.

"There was my first marriage, which contributed twenty million, but I returned only two million, let alone that I did not have more money. Just enough for me to be with Anggia. So yeah, that's it."

"Mas .. from my mind contributed how many trus behind how much, mending do not need to deh. No money donations or gifts even parcel treatments or whatever. We really did los. Seneng-seneng ngerayain our reception. How's it?" Mayang felt this idea was brilliant. In this city that is throwing a big party by not accepting some new donations. And Mayang will be next.

"Ehm, can. It even makes us not busy with the committee and at night we can overtime until morning. Sometimes that makes the mood make love ambyar yes, because of the thought of the contents of the gift and the amount of donation money." Gian agreed. This includes the best roads. For Mayang's mind and for Gian's intention to impregnate Mayang after the reception.

"Here, run there again. Bosen says it mute, Mas!" Mayang. But in fact, the embarrassed smile was clearly seen by Gian. Even the red cheeks Gian also know even though hidden using the palm of the hand though.

"Originally the practice is not bored, anyway, papa is not bored as the language." Gian pinched the soft waist Mayang, so that instead of causing pain, it was a tingly feeling that came.

"Udah uh, Mas ... ticklish tauk!" Mayang scowled with his hands trying to push Gian's hand away.

"Abis our reception where it is, Mai ... We'll take time for the two of us without interruption." Gian turned the car towards Mayang's next friend's house, as planned.

"Mas .. Why are you here?" Mayang protested, because the invitation they brought there was no additional information about not accepting donations, so Mayang thought they should go home and re-create the printed invitation. "We're going home, Mas ...."

"Ih, just said bored, I'm not sure I'm going home. Same with unyu, huh?" seductive Gian who made Mayang immediately upset and attacked him with a pleasant spoiled pinch. Gian likes the joy created with the touch and jokes that bring their hearts closer.

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