Substitute Love (Married Candidate Sister-in-law)

Log-in, Log-out

Stress with his dismissal just now, Qian also invited Reo and Bhishma to treat his heartache.

They gather in a cafe and sit on an outdoor bench with a direct view of the city streets.

Looks like a crowded street that is busy because it is still working hours. Qian also told about his dismissal to two of his closest friends.

Her reaction was like Qian had guessed. Especially if you are not laughing. It was okay, it was quite comforting for Qian despite having to endure the feeling of being annoyed as well.

"Yes, just entered. I've stopped disrespectfully, you" Reo commented by throwing a laugh.

"Log-in, log-out" interrupted Bhishma with a loud laugh laughing at the misfortune of his best friend with Reo who was greeted tos-an from Reo and accompanied by increasingly loud laughter from both. While Qian was only speechless with a huffed look.

He was confused as to what to explain to Vero later. He scratched his non-itchy body violently just to spare his emotions at this time.

"Prepare to make a fuss with bini lo at home ntar," added Bisma who made Qian more upset. He screeched and clutched his face on the table.

"Househouseholds have begun!" ledek Bisma again. But Qian didn't say. He's still with his face on the table deck.

Bhishma and Reo begin to pity the fate of his best friend. It seemed that Qian was really in a mess, already unable to respond to their jokes that Qian would normally respond to lightly. He patted Qian on the shoulder giving Qian some support.

"Patience, Bra. Ntar there must be aunts that you can porotin to make rich," said Bisma again.

"Let me help you find money. That handsome face must be well benefited." Bisma also stood up to take out her phone from her pants pocket and began to take a position. "Here I take a photo to enter mechat," said Bisma again preparing with his camera.

Czechoslovak...

One photo Qian managed to take of Bisma from Qian who was lying on her face on the table.

"Vidiii... The handsome son of the Maya doctor," exclaimed Bisma.

It suddenly made Qian rise from her position and prepare to strangle Bhishma.

"Here you jerk!" rutuk Qian began to not stand it and Bhishma quickly blurred, while Qian was immediately detained by Reo.

"Udah, no. Bisma lo ladenin's. Mending you think about how to get a new job again," prevent Reo who began to enter the mode can be talked to.

"From just now, cake," cried Qian annoyed.

That is their style of togetherness. Always there when friends need it, although sometimes there is always a commotion afterwards.

***

Qian deliberately stalled for time to be able to go home in the afternoon. He didn't want to tell Vero about his dismissal today. Right said Bisma, log-in and then log-out immediately is embarrassing.

Hearing the sound of Qian's motorbike that had been heard from a distance, Vero immediately got up and opened the door.

"Have you come home?" sweet Vero greeting with a long negligee typical of pregnant women's clothing. Qian simply smiled as she opened her fullface helmet and handed a packet of food to Vero. Vero greeted him enthusiastically and they entered the house.

Qian went straight to her room and undressed to be ready to clean up again. Since the bathroom was separate from the room, Qian had to go out to the back room next to the kitchen where the bathroom was.

One thing Qian did not like about this house. The toilet is a squat toilet. Dan Qian could not use the squat toilet, let alone the bathroom that was always wet made Qian always uncomfortable and always used her joints when going to the bathroom.

Vero realized that, any going to the toilet for BAB Qian would definitely come out and go somewhere. Although Qian never told about his discomfort, Vero still knew from the Qian gelagat when he went to the bathroom.

Though the bathroom in the residence Vero was full of ceramics and clean enough, but Qian still could not because of using a squat and wet toilet.

Vero looked at Qian who had just come out of the bathroom in a state of wet hair and only wore a towel wrapped around her waist to her knees.

Qian's body is quite athletic, because he still often spends time fitness or just playing futsal, and at least just jogging around the ball field in front of their house across the street.

"Hmmm ... Qians! How about we make the bathroom in the room. I see you go out a lot when you go to the toilet. Can't you pack a squat toilet?" ask Vero carefully. Qian, who had just finished wearing her clothes, flipped over her body and closed the closet door again.

He sat next to Vero.

"Actually it's uncomfortable. Because there is no shower so the water in the bath is exposed to the same traces of soap, and the toilet is also a squat toilet. But maybe because I'm not used to it yet, brother. Later if it is usual also comfortable alone," said Qian did not want to dispute it.

"No papa, we put a toilet in the room. It's for us too" said Vero.

"And we still have a little savings" said Vero again.

"Whatever brother's good." Qian did not argue much anymore, he handed all the decisions to Vero