Revenge Fat Wife

Arumndalu Owner

"What's wrong? How long?" Saira who was waiting outside asked ten of his men who were seen murmuring and prickly file. No more facial expressions of joy because eating in the most favorite place in this city for free. Maybe they have eaten here, but certainly not as free as before.

"Ferdi was told to pay at his own restaurant, ma'am," one of them replied, "it's three million more in total."

"Huh? Real ones? Any time?" Of course Saira doesn't believe it. It's kind of weird that it's as fast as it is, right? Especially in your own restaurant. Saira's eyes stared fixedly at the entrance of Tastes. He thought something wasn't right with it.

"Maybe the father was a new person," another chimpanzee, reducing the unpleasant atmosphere full of bad thoughts here.

"It could be .. because, although not often, I have been here several times, and have never seen that person," said another corroborating.

"Didn't you hear what you said? He was told by the owner of this place to arrest us. That is, Ferdi is not the owner of that place."

"What I hear, this place belongs to his wife Ferdi-"

"That's it," cut Saira who felt their chatter would heat up even more full of preconceptions. "Maybe Mas Ferdi and his wife again have a problem, so until the rich incident that."

Saira dropped her gaze from the front door of Sera on her men. "We'd better get back to the office."

Siara walks ahead of them towards Saira's car driven by one of his men. Leaving a myriad of questions and prejudices to Ferdi. Strange for those who are laymen, blackmailed in the restaurant itself, simply because there is a problem in their household.

"The rich man, fighting is different" chirped one of Saira's employees as the car left the parking lot, which immediately invited laughter from the others.

Meanwhile, Ferdi had not finished cursing, Mayang followed him while looking right left.

"Mas, is his friend home yet? Well, when I just wanted their nyamperin. I was making powder in the back so I wouldn't embarrass you in front of them." Mayang looks disappointed. Hiding the happy look because it managed to prank her husband.

With Ferdi issuing his card, this corroborates the evidence that the accounts in Ferdi's bag are not fake accounts. And also, this is proof that gasoline money five hundred thousand per month, just under the guise of Ferdi so as not to look like a wasteful husband and like snacks.

Ferdi, who was still putting his hand on the cashier's table while tapping his debit card, was surprised by Mayang's words. He forgot that there was still his wife here. Suddenly, Ferdi dropped his hand and turned towards Mayang.

"It's just that they're back at the office, Yang." Ferdi smiled covering his nervousness. His eyes were busy reading the expression on his wife's face, then he realized that his debit card had not been hidden.

"This is Saira's card, Yang, I-I'm only in charge of paying," Ferdi quickly added, pocketing the blue card in his shirt pocket.

Mayng smiled lightly. "To the extent, yes, Mas .. between superiors and subordinates. Until the private ATM card is handed over."

"Yes, right this, office business, Yang. And-and it was-" Ferdi was really flutter and cold hot. "You won't understand the office, yang-alah."

I really hope Mayang does not add to the annoyance of Ferdi's heart. Adding gas to his raging anger. Or he might lose control of himself.

"I don't understand your office, Mas .. but I know the boundary between superiors and subordinates. As close and as familiar as you are, it is not possible until the ATM is handed over, especially until it is left home. Whatever Saira's mother, even if her money doesn't run out of seven derivatives, it shouldn't be like this, Mas. Especially you, let it be ugly, you already have me, your wife."

Ferdi was silent for a moment. Looking into Mayang's eyes, trying to find the meaning of his words. Lnats smiled, as he concluded what Mayang had in mind.

"So my wife is jealous of the story?" Ferdi embraces Mayang's shoulders and brings Mayang-a little pushy, back to their table.

"Yes ...." Ferdi positioned Mayang to face him. "You are the only woman in my life. The only. There will be no other. Wanna?"

"But I'm on a whim, if you're jealous, it means you're in real love with me." Ferdi pulled Mayang's chin so that his shy wife looked at him again.

Mayang laughed, laughing until he closed his mouth. Jealousy said? Dragon jesus! The poop is discovered, but it's still a spiciness like this. Maybe Ferdi is a master con.

"We go home, Yang .. I know you miss your husband until Saira you're jealous." To hell with his feelings while with Mayang, Ferdi just wanted to persuade Mayang to forget what he saw today. Mayang will usually run like a child if he has said that.

"I still want to be here, Mas ...." There are still some things he needs to get straight here. Tastes almost escaped his hands, so he should not let his guard down anymore. Tears and sweat are Taste, and the rupiah he once made while still working outside the city, is the foundation of Tastes. Of course he won't let anyone else take it.

Ferdi frowned, thinking that Mayang would do something to this place. Then Rully's part must be here, and she'll reveal everything she knows. Damn it, Ferdi forgot that there was still Rully in his shadow. Ferdi plays her lips weighing in fret.

"Why are you doing it? There's more important than us, huh? Rather than quickly having children?" cecar Ferdi, corner Mayang.

Mayang nodded for a moment. He just figured out where Ferdi's talking is headed. So take me home just for that? After all this and Ferdi still wants it? Or was it just another inducement of Ferdi's to have him forget today's events? Even Mayang alone does not remember if it still has an obligation to do that, or maybe it is no longer passionate to do it with Ferdi. A feeling of hate trumps everything.

However, Mayang also could not say what would do here, right? So his brain turned around to find a reason for Ferdi to go home immediately and leave him to continue his mission.

"And I'm still waiting for my friend, Mas." Mayang turned his head towards the door then grabbed his phone. "Kok hasn't come to bateng, huh? It's been an hour, is he still busy?"

"Who, the hell? Really important?" Ferdi certainly refused to believe, but his words he wrapped semourna in a jealous tone.

"Dead me!" mayang Inner biting lips.

"Egh .. only co-workers." Mayang turned back to the door. And binggo! That's her angel of help. Although I don't know.

"That's the guy!" Mayang's finger was directed at two men who had just arrived at the front door. Seemed to be facing the surroundings, and the much younger man, coincidentally dropped his gaze right at Mayang.

Ferdi made a thump. It was Hadyan Sucipto, the owner of Arumndalu. Could ...?

"You want Arumndalu's nego, Yang?" ask Ferdi enthusiastically. Jackpots are a lot today. No matter what, he was disappointed that he failed to sell his Appetite now, but Arumndalu was soon in his hands. Taste can be taken care of later.

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Sorry, new update, gangs ... last night did not have time to tick.

Happy reading yes.

Dearly

Misshel