The Love Story of Single Parents

Chapters 112. Opium to me

Chapters 112. Opium to me

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" If it wasn't you, I wouldn't know anymore. To whom I miss this I will give..."

(Taken from the lyrics of the song Anji ~ Waiting for You)

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Abhimanyu cursed with annoyance after Wisang decided unilaterally their phone connection.

"What is it?, really Sekar sama mas Wisang?" Dhira looked at her future husband with an impatient face.

Yeah, when they arrived at the shophouse with some food. They gawked for the sake of seeing the closed shop. They even went around the back.

" Yes, shucks emang. Take away the son of an unauthorized person. He was a pedophile. How to keep this. I don't want you in the mosquito net here!"

"Damn it the Wisang !" Abhimanyu snorted in annoyance.

Dhira laughed. Yeah, they're kind of like parents who worry about their little girl, who goes into a night out on Sunday because she's not allowed to.

"We go to the apartment, all of you want to do nyicil job. Than here!"

Hearing Abhimanyu mention about work, made Dhira realize if the man next to him was a head who oversees hundreds of men who depend on his life in his company. Including his brother, Bastian.

"Yes already!" Very strange, already in front of his residence, just because a key makes Dhira now have to rule the streets again.

Abhimanyu opened the door to his apartment, "If you sleep, I want to check first some of the reports Devan sent. I don't want to let us get married later to continue working. I'm going to be spoiled with you Dhir" Abhimanyu took off his shoes, and replaced them with home sandals.

He then dumped his blue shirt, into his bedroom bed. Dhira nodded, he was indeed tired at the moment.

"I'm there, right?" Abhimanyu went to his desk, next to his bed.

Dhira nodded, immediately then picked up the clothes that were lying on the bed. He threw the shirt into Abhimanyu's coat hanger. He did not know the shirt would be worn Abhimanyu again or not.

Abhimanyu immediately opened the computer in his room, he checked the stock price fluctuating up and down. Checking all the stability of the line in his company.

Drowning himself for a few minutes, Abhimanyu turned to the mattress in front of him.

He smiled at the sleeping Dhira. His shady face made Abhimanyu feel calm. Sometimes they don't believe what's going on. Time is an unsolved mystery if we don't go through it.

And he was grateful to be able to get to his current position. With Dhira.

He wants to quickly finish his job, really he has imagined the beautiful days that he will go through with Dhira in the rest of his age in a short time.

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"Of course there are sales nights still working?" sekar innocently ensures the original answer thrown by Wisang.

" Sales don't know themselves, working hours aren't clear!" he answered while putting his phone in his pocket.

"Where else is this going?" Wisang who has also finished eating prefers to change the topic of conversation.

"Before I go home I'll stop by the minimarket, which is in line!"

"Away home?" Wisang drew Sekar's answer, but he wanted to stay with Sekar longer.

"I didn't go tell Ms. Dhira, I'm not good. Where else are you going?" She twitched her two eyebrows.

Wisang smiled in his heart, but Abhimanyu and Dhira would have known if they had indeed left together. The woman in front of him was indeed easy to put a bad taste to others.

"Yes, come on!"

After paying the bill, they headed for the parking lot. A pair of eyes that were observing them from earlier also came out. Hiding behind a row of cars parked there.

"Where, here or somewhere else?" ask Wisang who has turned on the penny lamp indicator to turn.

" That's it, rather than turning. I'm not long, sir just wait here!" Sekar directly down without looking at Wisang.

Brakes

"Geez!" Wisang who was still busy with his handbrake lever became aghast. He held his chest in shock.

"Huh, she thinks my car is Lin yellow what? the one that's got to be slammed if you close the door!" wisang grumbled in shock while shaking his head.

Wisang certainly did not want to obey the request of Sekar who told him to stay there, where maybe Wisang could let the girl who often made him nervous was alone.

With a settler and a barely audible clattering of steps, Wisang trailed Sekar who was seen picking some personal equipment.

Sekar is seen taking a scrub, toiletries, as well as a feminine cleanser.

What did he buy it for, what did he use?

Sekar advanced his steps shifted to the shelves with an arrangement of body lotion, facial moisturizer, perfume and facial wash, which is usually advertised by artists on TV. It looks to take a small size after checking the price link. Choose the cheaper one.

Making Wisang heart ache with the dish he saw, the girl in front of him was weighing the price for all his needs.

Still in fashion unaware of the existence of Wisang behind him, he headed to a shelf where there were a lot of women's underwear and brand pads. Wisang glared, he swept his gaze around. Fortunately, other visitors did not pay much attention.

A moment later, Sekar moved to the snack arrangement column. He plucks some snacks with micin spice that makes the tongue thick enough after eating it.

After feeling enough, he took his step towards the cashier.

"Good night, Mother, anything else to add?" greet the female saleswoman with Eva's name tag.

Sekar immediately turned his head towards the back as soon as the officer mentioned the word 'Father'. He widened his eyes to see a bright Wisang behind him.

"Gapain sir follow me?" Sekar grunting.

"I. I also want to buy something!" Wizard, his attitude became shaken right then and there. It really looks stupid.

"This is mbak!" said Sekar quickly, because he realized that he had made Eva wait.

" It's all Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Wear this!" Wisang took out his gift card, then showed the brand of cigarette cigarette in the back window of Eva.

Sekar looked at Wisang's face, "Mister..!" he wants to protest.

"I'll kiss you if you keep on fussing!" Wisang said with lips barely open with the view fixed on the cashier.

This guy was really born a forger

With a moping face, Sekar closed the zipper bag again. Again he did not feel good, did the man beside him feel sorry because he was poor?.

"Please Sir!" Eva gave up Wisang's card after swiping.

"Thank you mbak!"

Once the groceries were in hand, they got back in the car.

"Sir I don't like it if you like this, it's overkill!"

"This is my need, I have to pay for it. I don't want ji..."

Wisang gagged Sekar's mouth using his lips. The man took a sip of her sweet lips and had already become an opium to him deeply.

"Master!!!" again the kiss was forcibly released after Sekar pushed Wisang's body. Just so upset.

"I told you, if you're chatty, I'll kiss you. You have to remember that now!" Wisang smiled triumphantly as he looked at Sekar who threw away his gaze with a manyun lips.

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Dhira awakens, he sees that Abhimanyu's desk is empty. " Where is Abi?" he woke up, combing his hair that was tangled because of his sleep just now.

Abhimanyu was sultry that night, he intended to take a bath. After all, he had been out since the afternoon with Dhira. He felt his body gooey. Abhimanyu came out bare-chested, his hair was also wet from the water.

"Wake up?" Abhimanyu rubbed his hair with a small towel. He just covered the bottom with a towel.

"Mas Abi's taking a shower?" although with a trembling chest, Dhira tried to act ordinary. Though clearly he was stunned by the sexy body of Abhimanyu that he had touched some time ago.

"It's so bright Dhir, anyways since I came out this afternoon!" he opened his closet which was right on the side of the bed, picking up a pile of shirts. He took a plain black t-shirt.

"I'm waiting outside!" Dhira feels uncomfortable, more precisely can not stand.

The finished Abhimanyu put a t-shirt on his body, pulling Dhira's hand. He held onto Dhira's arms and kissed his future wife's lips.

A kiss that always makes both of them feel they need each other. Dhira could feel the taste of toothpaste on Abhimanyu's lips. The distinctive fresh scent of exclusive bath soap also called out on her nose.

"Udah, later bablas!" Dhira pushed Abhimanyu's body slowly. Although he liked the attitude of Abhimanyu, but he preferred to finish before he became the cause of the rise of hard boneless creatures belonging to Abhimanyu.

"Bablas also gapapa, have you ever!"

"Bag!!" Dhira glared at Abhimanyu.

Abhimanyu chuckled, "I can't wait for Dhir. Can't what marriage is tomorrow?" abhimanyu's face was plastered.

Making Dhira exhale, the man in front of him now transformed into a spoiled and fussy boy, whose indulgence exceeded Jodhi's.

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