Revenge Fat Wife
Maid with Halal Logo
Of the many people, the least know about Gian's marriage is Saira and Anggi. I don't know what it would be like if they knew Gian was married. Both will be sad.
Based on the idea that—nya many people do not know, Gian decided to hold a wedding reception in the near future, so that nothing else interferes with their relationship. Gian expressed that intention when they had just completed a loving round in the mess this afternoon. The heat of the air did not hinder their intention to repeat the beautiful and delicious taste.
"Sir Doctor was thinking about my ex when we made love?" Mayang pulled the blankets, they were completely finished. The heart and heat in the body of Mayang alone is not completely normal. He crumbled, taking a breath that had just been snatched by Gian through several deadly suction in various places.
"No ...." Gian shook his head, afraid that Mayang misunderstood. "Just thinking after coming out earlier." Gian leaned his body on the head of the bed, his eyes intensely watching Mayang close his eyes. His hands were busy brushing Mayang's hair that filled his face.
"meaning?" My eyes opened, looked up and looked at Gian questioningly.
"I mean," said Gian confused himself. Mayang's gaze was too indescribable to Gian. He was afraid that Mayang misunderstood him. Don't let me, Mayang misunderstood. He was afraid that the source of his happiness was gone.
"That's .. I'm after that out, my mind is rich so clear that, Mai. Don't remember going out with your ex, not that."
"Yes, I mean we're going to have a reception and invite Mr Gian?" Mayang closed his eyes again.
Jesus ...! Gian held his breath waiting for Mayang's reaction, but casually, Mayang mengeleskalkan every word. Intentionally, yes, make me open my mind? batin Gian's. And stupidly, Gian is now easily carried away by the flow of Mayang speech. Ah, Mayang .. good luck. Uh, I mean, thankfully, darling.
"Yes, that's it, Mai .. if you don't mind, it's ...," said Gian lirih.
"Can. Just invite, Mr. .. the purpose of the Father must not want to be disturbed by the former Fathers. Yeah, ndak, anyway?" Mayang sounded heavy, he seemed to think even though his eyes closed.
"Yes, Mai .. I don't want them to bother us. The former is the past, we hope, we are past. If I am sorry—Anggia—I have given him a lot of time, Mai .. one full year and three years of solitude, I try to look forward to in patience. So the reason Anggi is rich doesn't make sense."
"If Saira's mother?" sela Mayang's.
"He's just obsessed with me, if I may be arrogant." Gian held his eyes. "She came suddenly, declaring I was her lover. Then kiss me without permission—"
"If permission first, would you like it?" Mayang interrupted again.
"Yeah ...."
"Well, Sister Saira missteps, just try to ask permission for numium, surely Mr. Gian wants."
"Opaan, the hell ...." Gian pinched Mayang's cheek with anxiety. "Not finished talking."
"And you said yes, that was." Mayang scowled while moving Gian's hand from his cheek, then placed Gian's palm in front of his nose and mouth. Mayang kissed him, among his remaining half consciousness. Gian really made him tired.
"It was a waste of breath, Mai .. releasing the burden of heart, not assent. I'll bite your lips, know what you feel, yeah!" Next to Gian's hand cupped Mayang's cheek until the red lips were poked. Haish!
"If you want a reception, we say Mr. Sigit first, let him find a good day, bair ndak rich yesterday, Paklik ranting just because the day and date is my apes day." Mayang changed his sleeping position to recumbent, but still keep his eyes closed. Gian began to misbehave by lowering his hand and peeling into the chest.
Mayang wanted to hold back, but Gian was more alert by blocking Mayang's hand and pulling it over his head. Breathing sounds heard. "hey are. That day was my most beautiful day, because it was proposed and married suddenly, less good than where he tried? Luckily handsome and satisfying, if only make sticky and doang straws, I will throw them away."
"You used to be the same ex you like to talk rich gini, no, fit together?" ask Gian curiously.
"Yes, but usually there is no response, or if I ask again, it is rich not sincerely give me, sir, it was answered with a snoring voice. The new one I think now because he's tired or pretending to snore let me quickly sleep and not talk much, then after that he's free to sneak out." Mayang opened his eyes for a moment.
"I swear, Mr. .. I used to think the hard-working guy didn't need a caress. He needs a wife to take care of all his needs and also fit his condition."
"Men are the same, with women. They need to be loved, one of which is rewarded with hard work, accompanied in times of trouble." Gian rewarded Mayang's forehead with a gentle kiss, "If he has a wife only needs a husband, just as he considers his wife a maid. Maid with halal logo."
"But I am his assistant, Mr. .. I am busy cooking every day, nyuci, mopping." Mayang hugged Gian, as if he was complaining and needed a backrest. "I was also made into a well-disguised backbone, sir. I pay the car installments, take care of the household needs, ah, everything is the point."
Gian stroked Mayang's back lovingly. He remained silent and sympathetic. Gian only knew that Mayang was treated like that in addition to being cheated.
"So after he was caught cheating, I just realized, how stupid I had been, yes ...."
"You're not stupid, Mai. If you are stupid, of course you will not need a divorce, take your money back, and take care of your own business. You're great, Mai .. You're a strong woman."
"Sir Gian gumbal." Mayang sniffed deeper, as if there was the most comfortable place.
"But you like it, don't you, as much as my crush?" Gian now pat Mayang's ass, like he was trying to put Mayang to sleep.
"While I like it, but I don't know tomorrow if I'm free from your addiction."
Holy hooch! Gian was speechless, he just squeezed what he held firmly.
"Sick, Sir!"
Yeah, God! Gian scooped his face rough. Please Mai .. don't talk in that tone, I can misunderstand, inner Gian.
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3 Chapters done .. happy reading
