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258. Bawdy couple

"Good morning, Mr. Sofyan, Maya," said a man who had just arrived in the room. His voice sounded familiar and the two of them turned towards him.

"Ah, Mr. Hersa. Good morning, sir," Maya said with a smile. The smile was immediately greeted with a cynical look by her husband.

The man was just talked about by the two. But now it was in front of their eyes.

"What are you doing here?" ask Sofyan judes. He stared hard at Hersa.

"I want to deliver Maya's car that was brought to the workshop, this is the key." Hersa reached out her hand towards Maya about to give the key, but Sofyan immediately snatched it first, before the two hands touched.

"Do you have a workshop, Sa?"

"No, sir." Hersa.

"Keep why the Maya car that was in the workshop you delivered? Oh ... did you tell him, May?" Sofyan glanced towards his wife with a flat face.

"No, Yank." Maya shook her head quickly, for some reason Maya felt a hot aura emanating from the gaze of her husband's eyes. His fur also stood up immediately.

"I was told by Mr. Rizky, sir" Hersa said. "Maya's car was damaged and I was told by Mr. Rizky to take her to the workshop. So after the service was completed ... my car was delivered to Maya," explained Hersa.

"Oh, yes, I have. Thank you," Sofyan said quickly.

"Together, then excuse me. Sorry to disturb your breakfast, Maya." Hersa bowed a little, then passed away from there.

'Why is Mr Sofyan angry with me? What am I wrong?' inner Hersa.

After finishing breakfast, the two walked out of Sofyan's house.

Right in the courtyard of the house, a white car that looks already a lot of scratches and faded color was parked near Sofyan luxury car. Maya steps toward the car and opens the door.

"That's your car, May?" Sofyan approached his wife who was watching the car. Then get inside right in the steering chair, then start the engine.

"Yes, Ayank. It's my car." Maya smiles sweetly. Her eyes looked sparkling, the hue of happiness was emanating clearly on her beautiful face.

Obviously, he was happy to see his car, which had been dead for months, could now be lit up.

"Are you going to the office in this car?" Sofyan head nongol on the car window, then showed the butut car. "What brand of car is this, May? And how many years has it been?"

"How many years, Ayank? This car is Honda Brio Satya."

"How many years have you had this car?" Sofyan walks into the car and sits down next to Maya. "From your time in High School, huh? What college?"

"I only got this car a year ago. Why Ayank? My car's butted, huh?"

Sofyan. Yes, the car is blind. "No, this car is great. It's even cool."

"Ayank must be lying. Uh, I'm driving a car. I'll take Ayank to the office, Ayank, will you, won't you?"

"Byeah, I want dong tuningirin. But don't go to my office. Just in Rizky's office, I need to be with her."

"OK on." Maya smiles, then turns her car and pulls the gas slowly.

The sound of the car engine was so loud, the seat Sofyan was sitting on also felt so hard that it hurt. The man's ass has since shifted to and fro, uncomfortable with his position sitting.

'This 'Great hard chair, like a wooden chair, ' Sofyan's inner.

"Ayank why? Gatel's ass?" Maya looks over at Sofyan. She had noticed her husband.

"No, not." Sofyan nodded and no longer moved. "I'm just hot, May. Is the AC dead?" Sofyan. He stretched the tie as he raised his face upwards. Then look for the object in question, and it turns out there is no.

"Lho, why? Driving must be hot, right, May?" Sofyan slowly lowered the windshield, but could not. "Why don't the glasses come down? Faulty or what?"

"My money wasn't enough to buy AC back then. And the glass in Ayank's seat can't be opened and closed. It's been broken from the beginning I bought a car." Maya lowers all the glass in the window next to her, so that the natural wind enters and Sofyan does not overheat.

"Don't you say Hersa this car was taken to the workshop, huh? How's it still broken, May?"

"It's not broken, Ayank. The evidence can go. This car breaks down on the road."

"Oh so." Sofyan nodded.

He was silent while watching Maya drive with full concentration, for some reason his wife's face even more beautiful.

Sofyan puts the child's hair that had covered his wife's cheeks, then tucked in Maya's left ear. After that Sofyan approached and immediately kissed the cheek.

"You're more beautiful if you're serious like that, May."

Both of Maya's cheeks instantly blushed, she smiled faintly. But it looks timid. Sometimes he even turned his eyes towards the window.

"Thank you, Ayank."

"Thank you for what?" Sofyan now stroked his cheek, then turned to his lips. The pink lipstick attached to the chewy flesh somehow looks so seductive. Sofyan swallowed the saliva many times.

"Because I've praised."

"No need to thank you, you are beautiful. Oh yeah, we haven't kissed this morning, have we? Let's do it, May." Sofyan pulled her body with her lips pouting towards Maya. But the woman covered her husband's lips. "Kok closed?"

"Non't now Ayank."

"Why? Are you bosen kiss me the same? It doesn't taste good, does it?" asked Sofyan sadly.

"Not bosen, but will I drive again, then if hit by how?" Maya takes a quick glance at Sofyan and pulls her hand on her husband's lips.

"Turn it off then." Sofyan suddenly pressed the car key until the engine suddenly died.

"Dih Ayank's. Don't turn it off immediately, it'll break." Maya doesn't seem to like what Sofyan is doing. But as if the man did not touch her, she immediately pulled Maya's head until her lips were stuck.

Cup~

Sofyan smeared Maya's lips greedily. Then slowly one of his hands touched his chest.

I don't know why the man's hand movements are so fast, so Maya does not realize that now all the buttons of her shirt are released.

"Ayank, don't open up. It's in the car!" Maya pushes the chest of her husband's field until their kiss is released, then quickly Maya re-buttons her shirt.

"Don't shut down, May. I haven't peeked yet. I haven't been suicidal this morning either."

Maya is trying to lure it, but Sofyan opens it again.

"Later Ayank, not here. Fear ... eemmppp ...." Sofyan again silenced his wife's lips, then he hurried to lift his body and move her to sit on his lap.

Just now Sofyan touched his wife's spammy skirt, the heart's intention to be pulled up.

But suddenly—he was shocked by a man dressed in police clothes who had come from nowhere. Suddenly the man's head was already nongolous at the window that happened to be open.

The man in uniform immediately rounded his eyes when he saw the two humans who were in the middle of the lap, also with lips that were still tied to each other. "Haduh ... still early morning already met a perverted couple, already so parked in the middle of the road again!" his grunts while shaking his head.