Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 115: THE WAIT FOR MR. MER - SATURDAY

Why that? All because he is a great player. Where to play in bed. He is not satisfied, if only for one round. People commonly refer to it as hyper s3x. Where this disorder is an abnormal disease.

Graceful to be a place of impingement by unknown people. But not with that man because he knows the truth. Who is Graceful as his prisoner. The struggle ended with regular breathing from being too tired. While fate is not much different to Hazel's. Where the woman should be in contact with people who are quite pressing her inner self.

At first, he was already happy because Bryant believed they were having a one-night relationship. But who would have thought, what he did would be a boomerang. It turns out that last night's struggle was recorded by the lover and without his permission. The video became a free spectacle to receive service in one night. Life isn't getting better, it's getting more complicated.

Time is too fast. Day changes night. The darkness only momentarily changed the glitter of the lights. In a club, someone was sitting enjoying the view in plain sight. Where bartenders paced to serve customers and dancers who were busy wagging their hips on stage. Also called club. Of course it's a place for fun.

The sound of fingers knocking on the table repeatedly rang out. He did it just to get rid of boredom. It's almost 09:00 p.m., but why is the person waiting still not showing up. Even if you want to contact, it will still raise suspicion. It would be better, be patient waiting a little longer. Hope no disappointment hits after wasting time.

Justright. After waiting for a few minutes, someone was seen entering the club. The man with the clothes slightly covered and the large hat that covered half of the face. It was a strange appearance and caught his attention. That was the person he had been waiting for, for almost the past two hours, even the footsteps of the man also came up to his desk.

"Good night, Mr. Mer. I'm Mr. Smiths. Can I sit down?" ask Mr. Smith, without waiting, pulled the chair and sat down in front of the client who was waiting for him.

The person waiting immediately showed the watch on the left wrist. Where he told me that the meeting time had gone too far, using sign language, "We cancel the cooperation. After all, you don't keep to time on schedule. Do you think I'm not a busy person?! Good night."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mer, but I came late for a reason. Look at! Who I brought," Mr. Smith reached out to the entrance where a beautiful woman walked in and walked among the crowd of club guests, "The model is famous for its body goals. That woman will give you travel satisfaction. I assure you, the service will be satisfying. I think it's worth your wait, Mr. Mer."

A glance of the eyes, made the smile of the man in front of Mr. Smith offended. The man, completely satisfied with what he would get, "Is she really the best woman or just like any other woman? Hopefully not disappointing. If he manages to give you a special night. Our cooperation deal. Isn't that our deal?"

"As you wish. If everything goes well. Then the collaboration will continue. So, I don't mind giving people the best in order to satisfy your evening" replied Mr. Smith with a sly smile.

Although, some questions may not get answers, but the smile indicates he has managed to conquer the heart of the client. Honestly, that thought is too shallow. So, let it be, after all this is called the game of life. Of course, there are times when people have to be satisfied first. Before it finally fell. Mr. Mer took the wallet, then gave Mr. Smith a hotel card.

There was not a single word, to explain what they should do next. Both know how the transaction will take place. This time it's not about how big the pay is, but how much the payoff is from one night. Where will be replaced with a contract for the construction of a real estate building. What an incredible lure.

The transaction went well. Where Mr. Mer chose to directly leave the place he was sitting and go out the other door. While Mr. Smith asked the woman to come with him to leave the club for the hotel. Whatever happens, let it be the night of the transaction. Between prayer and hope, there will always be sacrifice. Sometimes the sacrifice is just letting go, but life is always not about justice.

Two days passed, today was Saturday.

Ara sat down with Mama Bella and Bunga. While Ocy, Kinara chose to help Samuel prepare breakfast. Papa Angkasa, Bryant and Om Al are still busy checking some files in the workspace. Men's laughter is no day without work, making the wives have to breathe a long sigh because they feel neglected.

"Ara, don't you want anything this morning?" mama Bella asked, making the daughter-in-law think hard about the feeling she was currently feeling.

The flower that noticed Ara's face change from flat to manyun. Just touch feel anxious, then without any cue immediately pinched the cheek of the bumil, "Uft, adorable. Let's make it even more simple,"

Mama Bella chuckles at Bunga's behavior, but Ara glares back while rubbing her own cheek, "Sick to know, later can not return my cheek. How's it? Why don't you pinch your aunt's cheek? Look, more chubby."

Ara who pointed towards the servant aunt who was cleaning the window on the other side of the room. Sontak made Mama Bella and Bunga follow the direction of the pregnant woman's hand. It's true, the aunt has chubby cheeks, but it's because it stretches her body. So yes different taste, time to be in the same. Also, age is older. It could be a quality.

"You're adorable, why turn to auntie? The cheeks in the flower are so, it will be a nyubit," said Bunga did not want to lose, and Ara immediately secured both cheeks using her hands, "Hehehe, do not hurt, here, want to pinch a little."

"The flowers are scary for a long time, Ma. Mending Ara moved to sit down, "Ara was not just talking, but the woman actually chose to move places so as not to sit between the mother-in-law and the wife of the uncle, "All of a sudden I want some fried rice, yeah."

Mama Bella smiled faintly, then rubbed Ara's head, "You want mama makein? Your husband's favorite fried rice, how about?"

"Seriously, Ma? Yes, I can." replied Ara with adorable eyes.

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Dear reader's, don't be bored yes, every day, othoor give me a novel recommendation that can accompany you in your free time. Yuk kepoin, leave a trace also 😁 let's spread the spirit. Thanks to you, Author continues nulis, loh. 🤭

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