Revenge Fat Wife

Cute, Small, and Adorable

Mayang tonight decided to buy vegetables to the city next door which is the center of the vegetable trade and is usually distributed to the market in Mayang city. However his efforts still have to go, while for the culprit, Mayang is still reluctant to find out. It can be taken care of later, as long as the restaurant does not close.

With the capital of this pawn pick-up car, Mayang is neat with a jacket and trousers wrapped in his body. Impressed trendy and young. Little by little Mayang is already good at matching his appearance. After contacting Yudi to get ready, Mayang came out of the house.

"Sir, where are you going?"

Mayang was aghast when he wanted to get into a white pick-up car parked in the yard. Hadyan is like a complex security guard who goes around every day and makes sure this housing complex is safe, but maybe only Mayang house. If the lights are still on, Hadyan still faithfully watches over the house of his future daughter-in-law.

Mayang twisted his body, although somewhat uncomfortable because he felt constantly watched, Mayang still smiled sweetly. But his smile faded when not far from the position of Hadyan standing there Gian who wears a white hodie and training pants holding a heavy plastic bag.

Mayang weighed, but finally he was honest. After all, there was no harm if he told the truth, after all Mayang had no other reasonable reason. Night out for young women in this city usually to a bar that is not far from the taste buds. Obviously the woman is labeled not a good woman.

"I'm going to the next town, Mr. .. want some vegetable and spice shopping." Mayang disengaged his intention to get into the car and chose to face Hadyan.

"Only?" asked Hadyan with a worried look. The road to the city in question Mayang clearly passed through many kilometers of winding deserted roads, and prone to landslides. Hadyan certainly will not let Mayang walk alone.

"Just like Mr. Yudi, sir .. I also don't dare to go there alone." Mayang chuckled crisply. Worried by others, making Mayang a bit uncomfortable.

Gian from that position approached, eavesdropped, listened without interrupting. Despite the rancidity, Gian is still a polite man.

"Who is Yudi? Your boyfriend?" Hadyan. Gian can't get to someone else's first. Only Gian can have Mayang. Duh, Rianti .. please help our children match, Hadyan pinta in heart.

Mayang this time can't not be careless, "No, sir ... Mr. Yudi is the driver of Mbak Rully who I borrowed for a while."

"That's ...." Hadyan pressed on as she shook her hand, decakan clearly following the man. "Stay that he is nobody you, Nduk .. advice you carefully, if you can invite the closest people to us who can be trusted, who can take care of you, he said, bring you home safely."

"Yes ...." Mayang scratched his nape, "i don't have anyone nearby other than Ms. Rully, sir .. hehehe, Mr. Yud is also a person close to me, sir."

A moment later, Hadyan as if deciding to let go of all her worries, she let Mayang leave immediately. "Yo wes .. cepet depart and be careful on the road. If anything says the same Father. Oh yes, later if you get to the market there, find a trader whose name is Mr. Gito, he subscribes to Mr. Just tell me you're my son, you must be given a cheaper price."

Mayang mangosteen only. The market is wide, indeed Mayang would be absent one-on-one whose name is Pak Gito?

"Well, sir .. thanks for the advice. I'm willing to go first, sir."

Hadyan immediately extended her hand asking for it to be saluted. Mayang again stupefied. What the fuck? However, Mayang still greet Hadyan with reverence. Then his eyes began to guerrilla to the position Gian was in.

"Well, where did the doctor go?" mayang Inner.

Mayang smiled briefly, then rushed towards his car. He was afraid that Yudi would wait for him.

"Astagfirefull!" Mayang's heart seemed to be dislodged from its place, when he saw Gian was already sitting in the steering chair with a position ready to start the car engine. "What's this father doing here?" Mayang could not bear to not raise his voice. Nor was it able to hold his eyes back from glaring so irritated and surprised.

"I'll anter Ibuk." Gian replied lightly, "I don't want to walk with another man other than me."

Gusti, what creature is in front of this servant?

Mayang. Confused how to Gian. Possessive and do not know what is his name again?

"I have to take care of my future wife .. let alone the course of these nights," said Gian without sin.

"I am not an easy person to seduce, and Mr. Yudi is like my own family, so—"

"If I say no, yes, no, Ms. Mai .. yok! The same way Mas Gian. Guaranteed to be kalem but still cepet." Gian blinked one eye. Her smile is so sweet.

What was that? Where did the smiling angel come from? Then ... Mas's? Jeez ... Mayang wanted to smile so adorable this man.

Mayang threw away his face. You seductress man! Mayang mana can talk again, besides his time has been wasted very much just because Gian.

"Inget, yes, Mr. Gian, I did not ask to be delivered with Bapak—"

"Mas dong, dear ...," pinta Gian while leaning the top of his head on the back of the car seat. It looks so spoiled.

"Ndak .. as long as there is no bond, I still call sir!" mayang said firmly. He passed around the car and sat down next to Gian.

Gian grinned towards Mayang, watching Mayang who was wearing a seatbelt. "So when do you want me to tie up, Mai?" Gian began to call Mayang informally. Feeling his steps approaching Mayang getting brighter. It's just a matter of time. But Gian can't wait for that day.

Mayang thought as he continued to try to tie his seatbelt. What could make this Gian silent, or at least not to find him about marriage or what.

"Sir Gian will still like to eat torpedoes, well, cured of the first pain, then I want to consider Mr. Gian. I don't want to, have a lackluster husband." Mayang raised his eyebrows once. Her lips twitched a seductive smile.

Gian suddenly pias and hot. That's—the incident at Arumndalu's restaurant, why does Mayang still remember? Though it has nothing to do with his power that is so gentle. Ah, Mayang .. it feels like Gian would like to treat Mayang with cyanu so that he knows it feels like gasping in one attack.

"If you want, you can test first, if not make you literate and messy all day, you can retreat and reject me." Gian said seriously. It's about his manhood in question. Gian believes, compared to Ferdi, he is far superior to everything.

Now it is Mayang's turn to speak a thousand languages. The scene just flashed. Something he had never felt. What is a gasp? At most he just blinked, then cleaned as usual. Nothing special to him.

"Don't be curious, Buk .. will be muffled and spotty if thought continues." Gian stared straight at the street. "When Bu Mai wants, I am ready to treat Bu Mai .. and enjoy the unforgettable sensation."

Gian's movement that made Mayang's fantasy immediately froze changed annoyed. Narcissist bin kepedean once this guy huh?

"Focus drive, sir ... I ndak so thought, most shape cute, small, and unyu-unyu," replied Mayang cynically.

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The name of the vegetable basket is inspired by the vegetable basket around me😄

Oh, yes .. kepoin by my author temen as well, yuk .. who demen religious novel. Which certainly will not make you disappointed, yes, gangs. Cus slid into the Ayuwidia😍 stall.