THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)

PART 98'S

♦♦ SIGNS - SIGNS ♦♦

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Happy reading ...

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Jakarta, Cambodia ..

Time passed ..

A round burly hand on Prita's waist.

Prita immediately turned her body, knowing who the owner of the hand that was coiling on her waist at the moment. It was the handsome face of her husband that she found as she turned around.

Not only a handsome face, but also a man with a strong stamina like a horse if according to Prita if it has been about the matter of rocking shake.

John kissed Prita's forehead. “Pake shirt first there.” Prita said because John only wore a towel on the bottom.

But John even tightened his embrace on Prita.

“Least ih. Not wearing clothes there. I'm ready, right?.”

“Tanggung if only used briefly and then released again after.” John and Prita said, Geleng.

'Napsuan is really my man.'

John grinned. The perverted grin caught by Prita's eyes.

“I accidentally went home fast, for you this, Sugar ... when I ga in what – apain?.”

“Ngarep!.”

John chuckles, but before long he immediately lifts Prita's body from the front.

Prita, who was alert, immediately put her hands on John's neck and her legs around his waist like a baby koala. John took Prita inside and laid her down on the bed slowly.

John opens everything attached to Prita's body, then opens a towel that is still wrapped around the area under his body.

It seems clear that John is very ready to start a war that is not on the battlefield, making the saliva of Prita's mouth flow automatically to see John's Bona who seems very ready.

Des***n for des***n could not stand Prita when John's tongue and hands swept every inch of his body gently and slowly.

After being content to explore every inch of Prita's body, John unites himself with his little wife. Starting from a slow tempo to fast, even very fast until finally they both arrive at their release.

John jerked his hips a little tighter as his release arrived. Sowing the seeds until it was felt there was nothing left. For the time being. Hoping that the seeds he planted can grow into a baby candidate in Prita's womb.

***

“You want to go to cafe morning – this morning?.”

John, who had just finished his bath and was now on the walk in closet to wear his work clothes, asked Prita who was polishing her face in front of the mirror.

“Today I'm going to the studio. Jo said yesterday that there was a project offered to us the same person as one of the record label parties whose singer asked Jo and some dancers for the video clip.”

“Ck.” John clucking.

“Why the hell?. How is that his face?. Did I tell you last night too?.” Prita asked who stopped polishing her face and put her hand on John's neck.

“By being honest?.”

“Ya honestly. When people want to talk honestly I forbid?.”

“I actually don't like you still in that dance club. The clothes you wear that make your body exposed and I really do not like if your body even partially looks where – where.”

John is serious. Prita folded her lips. “Yes how to try?. I wear a long dress fitting – dance?.” Prita Sahut.

“You why not focus on your own studio anyway?. After all – children who have registered in your dance studio have also been many. I don't need to be active in your dance club anymore. You will also take care of Fania.” cafe Say John again.

“In the dance club is not every day, I am there at least once a week. I also rarely take on projects to

content and so on. Dance is my passion, just like Kak Fania's passion for music. We talk about this a lot, right?.”

“I mean, you only focus on your private studio and Fania's cafe, Sugar.” Keep John. “Toh Fania has never taken a singing job again since marrying Andrew. At most – he only performs in his own cafe, even then rarely – rarely.”

“Pi, please deh... You have never promised you will not disturb the business of me and the dance club Jo. I'm not ignoring you either, am I?. I have done my part as a wife well. Prepare all your needs, even often I am always there when you go home from work.”

Prita.

"I didn't even participate in this year's Bhangra Festival, Pi. Because you forbid it too, right?."

"Oh, so you're not sincere?."

'Ih, this morning people - morning already noisily.' Inner Prita. "It's not that, I mean it...."

“Whatever you are!.”

John turns from Prita to wear his work clothes that have been prepared by Prita.

‘Anger!.... Very sensitive people lately my feelings.’

During breakfast until John and Prita reached the building where his dance club was, John did not speak to his wife.

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“Pi!.”

“Hem?.”

“Papi angry?. I was dicuekin!.”

“Have arrived. Already there, later you are late for training!.”

John answered a little bit to Prita.

“Ck!.”

“It's there. I have a meeting in a minute.”

“Ya udah.”

Prita thrust his hand to salim at John who then gave his hand to Prita and his wife was crucifying the regime.

“Let's pick up Mr. Khalid when you're done here. You contact him when you want to be picked up.” John flat.

“Iya ..” Prita Sahut. "Can I play for a while and it's over from here?."

"Whatever. If it is forbidden you will protest!."

'Yes ilah.'

**

“Why do you, fight with Prita?.”

“Why?.”

“Gue is just a little upset with bocil.”

“Why?.”

“Gue asked him to stop at his dance club, after all he already has his own dance studio and already has many students. Why still join the dance club he used to be. Already if the training clothes so, not to mention the movement is sometimes too exotic. If it's just in front of me, I'm happy. It's in front of a lot of people, which actually exists

man too.”

“Yes, you explain slowly – slowly John, your wife is still a boy!.”

“Already. But it's still heavy it looks like he left that club plus stubborn!.”

John bribed his food in annoyance and Jeff just chuckled at the sight of one brother – lakinya who was urin – urin.

Jeff also fed his food.

“Eh yes Jeff, you know what this ice is?.” John showed me a picture on his phone. Jeff grabs John's phone to see more clearly.

“Es mix?.” Said Jeff origin.

“Not, stupid!. I know how ice mix looks!.” Chirps John. “Ga so its shape.” Jeff scrunched his forehead.

“Loh indeed the picture is mixed like this content.” Jeff Sahut. “See aja nih, peanuts, messages, ice, avocado, what's nih.... fresh bread pieces like, whether what's pink on the bottom of it.”

“Means I was confused, I saw it in the status of his friend the Prita. It looks good, but I've never seen an ice shape like that before.”

“Who, Diana?.” Ask Jeff. “It's like roadside snacks.” Jeff still noticed the ice picture John gave him.

“Iya the Diana. Who else is Prita's friend that I save her number?.”

John is done with his meal.

Jeff gave John's phone back to his driver. “Ya you ask directly to Diana. Dizziness very!.” Jeff Says.

“Ah, so prestige I asked her!.”

“Ya you ask the Prita then.”

“Gue is being lazy to talk to him now.”

Jeff geleng –.

“Try asking Jihan, surely she knows. I sent the picture to elo ya!.”

“Ya already, quickly send.”

“Okay!.” John sent me the ice he was looking for. “I have sent it, quickly you ask the Jihan.”

Jeff mangosteen – mangosteen then called Jihan then asked for the picture he had forwarded to the application

jihan Chat. Not how long the notification tone on Jeff's phone sounded. “Es podeng, says mamah Jihan.”

“Es podeng?. Find where it is?.”

“Hish ni people if it's all you guys!.” Protests Jeff who took out his cell phone again from inside his suit pocket.

John just chuckles. “It's fast you ask, buy that ice where!.”

Jeff types again and sends a message to Jihan.

The interval was not until a minute reply from Jihan seemed to enter.

“Jihan said, if in Jakarta he does not know. If in Bandung, in the complex he likes to go through ice sellers so.”

“Haish, when I have to go to Bandung to get this ice?. In Jakarta there must be, right?.”

“Well where I know. Where have I ever bought food at a roadside vendor. I eat roadside food too if the Kajol same Andrew who brought when they are here.”

“Ah yes! The Kajol must know!.”

“Well yes ask him. He must know where to find. A place to eat in a narrow alley that is not on the map only he knows.”

“His brother's indictment Dora the Explorer.”

“Lo anyways why the hell, really want that ice my feeling?.”

John slicked his shoulder. “Entah, last time I saw the picture in status Diana, arrived – arrived I was curious

half dead with that ice!.”

***

Two Js have arrived at a Pujasera in the southern area of Jakarta. Jeff who was relaxed with his work was finally accompanying John ice hunting that made the bule koplak curious half to die.

“Lo buy that much ice for whom?.”

Jeff was quite surprised to see the amount of ice podeng that has been packaged neatly in a cup in sufficient quantities, including the bule koplak who had spent it ice three cups alone.

“For me!.” John is relaxed.

Jeff rounded his eyes after hearing John's speech.

“Hah?! Lo crazy, John?!.” Jeff said in disbelief.

John chuckles. “Enak Jeff.” He said again casually waiting for the seller to wrap his order

as he finished the ice he was enjoying.

“Yes delicious indeed, but crazy to spend all that ice, John!.” Jeff said as John made the payment because his order and Jeff's order too, to take home was ready.

“Already yuk, hot!.”

“Wah lo correct – correct John!.” Jeff continues to ring – geleng, because John did not stop eating ice pods that had been purchased to take home as he drove to deliver John again to R Corp.

“And I said, this is really good ice, Jeff.”

“Yes, but ga non – stop also lo eat it ice, John!.” Jeff Says. “Lo already spent six cups, John. Ga that sore throat lo?!.”

“Engga!.”

“Inget wife woy!.”

“I've separated for Prita.”

“Wah, demon trance ice podeng lo kayaknya!.”

Jeff again – again shook his head in disbelief, because John has now opened the cup to the seven ice podeng they had bought.

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To be continue ..

Please be aware if Othor long up, if the mother's brain again kaga synchronous. Wkwkwk.