The Reinvent Of Love

Eps. 20

Arga sat on the sofa of the television room straightened his legs and did not forget to stretch his stiff joints."Ugh, my body is pegel-pegel!" reveal Arga while massaging her neck and shoulders.

"Why are you, pegel?"

"No, just want to crumble the body feels."

"Oh..."

"Well, what happens if you just want to say oh doang, no morals!"

Salwa instantly furrowed her brows. "Well, what do you want me to answer?"

"What a cake, a cake, what a cake pijitin. As a wife, that should be."

Fuck up! My turn needs me as a wife. In Salwa's heart it felt like he wanted to grumble as hard as possible. Although annoyed, but considering Arga who today is so warm to welcome papa and his mother, making Salwa so heartless. Finally, Salwa approached Arga. "Judah I flirted with you, but there's a condition."

"Yeah, there are conditions. I want a regent's nyalon."

"What do you want?" Salwa tried to convince.

"Yes yes! Yaudah what's the condition?"

Salwa smiled, a meaningful smile."Terms are up I incandescent, you have to wash the dishes. How's it?"

"What's? Washing dishes?" Arga seemed to think for a moment. "Judah okay!"

"Okay Deal huh?" Salwa invites Arga to shake hands as a sign of approval. Without thinking again Arga immediately shook the hand of his wife sign himself agreed. "Udah deal tuh, now let's pendijitin my shoulder," said Arga. Salwa immediately stomped on Arga's shoulders and arms. "Eeg..." Arga burps. "Eh good also your massage, lest it fit outside your city that college majors incandescent memijit huh?" Unfortunately, Salwa was reluctant to respond to Arga's rant, and chose to remain silent and focus on her husband's massage. "Eh, mbok pijit kok diem. What are thrush again?" goda Arga again. "Mbok, mbok this left side of the belly feels disgusted, ah Mbok this new I praise dikit has become unprofessional." The look on Salwa's face increasingly visible bete, she dizzy hearing the babbles her husband. "Mbok is better off with his mijit dong, mbok..." Arga unceasingly teases the wife who he thinks is the masseuse.

This is a noisy man I swear! From earlier I have been resistant not nimpalin eh even more and more mouth. Watch out for bales! With all his strength finally Salwa stomped Arga's body as hard as possible, so that Arga protested. "Ouch! The real mijit dong!"

"Oh, isn't it? Sorry yeah..." Okay lo rasain this loving massage from me.

"A...!" Arga screamed and rubbed his shoulders because of the pain pinched by Salwa. "You're even nyubit anyway!" Arga protest.

"You're so noisy, ' he said, but his mouth spoke mutely of me!" Salwa looks cramped. As a result Arga was even made to laugh at the look on his wife's face that was crashing.

"Ngapain laughing?"

"Yes up to me dong, you yourself why even bete, right that should bete me not you." Arga got up from the sofa while laughing at Salwa.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Yes, go to the room, why? Neng wants to come?"

"But..."

"Yes, what?"

"What the hell did I say?" Arga put on the look of pretending to forget.

"Don't pretend to forget!" reply Salwa with an annoyed look.

"Not forgetting, just hoping to forget."

"That's a hell of a bitch!" Salwa until the scourge is made. "Ah it's up to the obvious now you're doing the dishes!"

Arga was actually very lazy to do the activity, but want how else, he had already promised, so inevitably he had to comply. Remember the saying, the man held is his speech. "Haiss, yaudah okay I'm washing dishes!" With a feeling of forced and lazy footsteps finally Arga went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen Arga began to wash dishes used to eat with his in-laws earlier. In the TV room Salwa secretly noticed Arga, actually Salwa did it just because she was afraid that her husband was making a mess of the kitchen. Because it is no secret that Arga must have almost never come down to the kitchen in his lifetime. Understandably, Arga son of the sultan who is usually served is not serving if you want anything, including washing dishes. "He's dead in his tap, I think he's runny! But what a spit, huh?" Salwa became wondering, finally because the kepo Salwa also approached her husband.

"Cock spit? Is it finished?"

"Udah is."

Salwa looks at the dishwasher. And true to guess, indeed the dishes and glasses have been washed all. But Salwa looked at Arga as if rebuking her husband.

"Other thing, I've washed it all."

Salwa shook her waist and then sighed. "Yes, you've washed, but why does the water go anywhere! If this is the kitchen becomes muddy Arga"

"Where do I know, I'm going to the room!" Salwa pulls Arga's sleeve to stop her from leaving. "Don't go first, let's get this mocked first."

"Okayo!" reject Arga pull up the sleeves Salwa was holding.

"Arga, it can't be that."

"By, this guy's apartment I'm wek..." Arga even mocked Salwa. "I'm bad you are mah!"

"Yes, uh see what's on the light?"

"Well, where isn't there a place where's Arga?" It turned out that Salwa was only lied to by her husband in order to escape from him. "That's...!" Salwa was upset to come to her husband's room. He was banging on the door of his room. "Arga open! Open no?" Salwa kept banging on Arga's room door "Arga open! Arganata Yudhistira!" Repeatedly Salwa shouted and banged on the door of Arga's room, but did not respond as well. Finally, because he was tired, Salwa gave up and chose to clean the scuffles in the kitchen itself.

In the room it turns out Arga was sleeping on the bed, while listening to music through a headset. Pantes aja ganged from the outside repeatedly not at all disturbed. Arga took off his headset and giggled to himself. "Finally the parrot, too." Arga also stopped the music because Salwa was no longer noisy. "Basic parrot, pretty-beautiful," ledek Arga about his wife.

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