
Pras takes Vero to the main residence of Mr. Waode. Pras has not known the stories of the teenage years Vero who may have experienced the love of monkeys and the love of a new child gedhe. For Pras everyone will go through those times for the first time to know love and like the opposite sex. That's normal for anyone. The abnormal may be when confronted with same-sex love that is already to straighten out those complicated mindsets and feelings. But everyone basically has a tendency to want to be loved, cared for, and love someone who cannot be ignored. But everything there is that limits everything from the rules, normal and common sense of mind as control and make choices in living his life.
Pras's car has arrived in front of the gate of Waode's residence. Pras was temporarily waiting until the housekeeper opened the gate wide to park his car into the courtyard of the magnificent palace house like Waode's. After the gate was opened wide by the housekeeper, Pras' car immediately walked inside. Pras stopped her in the courtyard of the house.
"This is his house, yah mas?" ask Vero. Pras did not bring his personal driver in the house. He drives his own car and invites Vero to meet Waode's dinner invitation.
"Come, get down Vero!" pras said as he opened the side door of his own car. Vero followed what her husband told her to do.
Pras holding Vero's waist was about to enter the building of a luxurious house owned by Waode. But just now Pras was walking a few steps Waode was already standing in front of welcoming his arrival.
"Hello, Pras! Wow, wow it turns out that you are occupying the promise as well. I thought you didn't come to my club" Waode said, hugging Pras tightly. Both are chuckling.
"You say gubug, this palace-like house? Really well, you are this! Oh yeah, this is my wife I told you about yesterday. His name is Vero!" pras. Vero extended his hand towards Waode.
"As per.my expectations. Everything is certainly to your taste, Pras!" waode.
"Hahahaha, is that so?!" sahut Pras's.
"Come, we go inside! Let's go check it out. First, Pras!" take Waode friendly.
"Let's mate! But my wife does not give me coffee. She's following a pregnancy program. So the doctor's advice is that he should have plenty of fruits and vegetables" Pras said.
"You are truly a great husband and loving wife" Waode said.
Pras dyedukan looking for something when it entered the house Waode. They were now sitting in the middle room. Some waiters prepared some snacks and drinks that were placed on the table in the room. While chatting casually Pras and also Waode began to light cigarettes according to their respective tastes.
"Waye! You haven't introduced your young wife, you!" pras began to wonder.
"Oh, that's right! Momentary dad! My wife was on break for a whole day of treatment and therapy" Waode said. Vero squinted his eyeballs. Vero was increasingly curious about the wife of an adult male whose age was not much different from Pras.
"Great are you Waode! You also pay great attention to your wife in pleasing a woman" Pras said.
"Behold! I called my wife first" Waode said, pressing his wife's number on his cell phone.
"Darling! Get down dong! There's a guest I want to meet you, baby!" waode said through his phone call Natasha.
Vero and Pras looked at each other. Both look equally curious about Waode's wife.
"Behold! I picked up my wife in the upstairs room. You guys please just relax in my house" Waode said. Now Waode started walking up the stairs to his master room to pick up Natasha.
"Darling!" call Waode after Waode enters his room. She found Natasha still sleeping on the bed.
"Well, how is it still bobbing? Come on, dear dong! Accompany your husband to dinner with Mr. Pras and his wife. It's not good if you don't go downstairs, come to dinner with them. Think what to try? As for me who invited them home for dinner together," Waode explained.
"Ahh, Mom! Actually really lazy dinner. I'm on a diet too, mom!" sahut Natasha reasoned.
"Hehehe doesn't need to diet, baby! You're still thin and thin" Waode said.
"Come, baby! Scrap dong! It's not good that they waited too long! They want to get to know you, baby!" Waode.
Natasha inevitably ends up following her husband's invitation to go downstairs and have dinner with Waode's guest Pras along with his wife. Lazily Natasha stepped down the stairs. While Waode took Natasha with pride because he had a beautiful wife like Natasha.
As the two of them got closer in the middle room, now Pras and Vero's eyes were flabbergasted and surprised to see Natasha being held in a friendly manner by Waode.
"Well, this is my favorite wife, Natasha!" waode said introducing Natasha to Vero and Pras. Vero and Pras looked at each other. Vero was about to say something but Pras hinted that Vero should not talk much.
"Well, that's really pretty your wife Waode!" sahut Pras shaking Natasha's hand.
"We'll see you again, Natasha!" said Vero.
"Hahaha, oiya I forgot. Yesterday Natasha told me that Gabriel invited Natasha to meet you well, Pras?" waode.
"Really! Oh, hahaha," said Pras. Vero looked towards Natasha.
"Hem, Gabriel lied to me apparently. Natasha turns out to be her stepmom. Hem. Watch out for you Gabriel!" inner Vero while looking at Natasha who today is indeed very charming. Likewise, Pras who did not blink stared at Natasha's glowing face.
"Hem, actually for what Gabriel lied to us and said that Natasha was his lover and also his future wife. What exactly did the boy mean was to lie to me and Vero at the cafe," Pras said.
"Hi, hi you don't look at my wife, Pras! Look out, if you like my wife, Natasha!" the word Waode that makes Pras. Of course Vero suddenly frowns to find her husband watching another woman.
"Come on, we start dinner yuk! Aunty in the kitchen must have prepared the dish," asked Waode to Pras and his wife. Waode did not release Natasha away from him because Pras always paid attention to Natasha.
During dinner, Pras whispered something and asked Waode about Martha's news. Waode tells her that Martha is not feeling well and is in her room. Pras asks permission to see Martha. And Waode allowed Pras to visit Martha in his room.
"But you don't provoke my wife's emotions, Pras! He cries easily if we tell him about the past. Just love the spirit, Martha to be quick to recover and there is a spirit to heal. I honestly couldn't look at my wife. Good bad Martha remains my wife, Pras!" waode said as he delivered Pras to Martha's mistress's room.