Trapped in Love Naughty CEO

Trapped in Love Naughty CEO
290. Tooth wear



"Indeed, what if it's the barren condo, Ayank? Isn't that funny?" sahut Maya while laughing.


"Funny what? Which there is shame. You also can not wear clothes doang, must wear daleman also." Sofyan immediately approached Maya, his hand about to take off his wife's clothes but was prevented.


"Nobody will see this, let it go. We said we ate and we'd go home."


"Just go home then, I'm ashamed, May."


"Later fitting out we go straight to the clothing store to buy again, Ayank. But I'm gonna eat now, laper." Maya touches her already rattled stomach.


"The problem is that I bought only one good material, there is no more in the store."


"Yes, Ayank. Don't wear it for a minute. Some people will also not be there that we use daleman or not."


"Yes, anyway. But how am I ashamed?" Sofyan is still in a dilemma, it feels embarrassed to go out without wearing a s*mpak but wearing pants. It's like wearing nothing.


"Ah Ayank, ma'am. Turn to not use cd aja shy. But sometimes it invites me to act perverted in public places" Maya quipped.


"When? Just the kiss? I told you khilaf. I'm sorry, too, you."


"Yes, I know. Yes, yes, Yank. Just wear. Come on .. I'm a really laper," whined Maya spoiled.


Her husband even went into the bathroom, then shortly out while carrying his pants that look wet. Maya was amazed by what her husband did, now she was opening a window and hanging her cellana inside up there.


"Ayank what, anyway? How to hang a cd there?"


"Wild dry."


"Keep waiting for it to dry first? Yes old dong, Ayank."


Sofyan. "No, we'll just eat it here, I'll be out for a little while. I want to help someone."


"When you go out and eat at the restaurant, why eat here?" Maya snorted in annoyance and pursed her lips.


"You shut up not so much, now what do you want to eat? I'll order it later. Same drink?"


"Where do I know, don't I see the menu."


"Sea animals are all there, May. Just choose."


"Yes already a fried mermaid then."


"Well, where's the fried mermaid?"


"Say all animals."


"Yes he's not included, after all he's half animal and half human."


"Yes .. pope only. Sweet asem whale."


"May, don't joke. Where's the sweet asem whale?" Sofyan looks upset to hear Maya's words, and instead—Maya is also upset because her husband never took her out.


"Ah Ayank mah .. I said also we go out. Then look at the menu directly. This way I don't know." Maya has been pounding her own thighs since, she feels very anxious with Sofyan.


"Ah yes it is. Forced then." Sofyan immediately took out his inner cellana which he had just sunbaked for a while, then he put it on. It was still soaking wet, but it was probably better than him not wearing it at all. After that Sofyan put on his shirt suit, and pulled Maya's arm to make the woman stand up.


"Ayank seriously wear wet cd? How will Jombo catch a cold?"


"Died scraped right up to the house." Sofyan snorted in annoyance, then took Maya away from there.


"Who is kerikin? Does he have a back?"


"You're the one who's the cracker."


When they reached the beach again, a seven-year-old boy was laughing at Sofyan. He who walked while being held by his mother then stopped his steps when he passed Sofyan.


"Mama look! It's pissing on the pants" the boy said, pointing to Sofyan's body center. She laughed out loud but soon her lips were silenced by her mother.


"I'm sorry, sir." The woman smiled awkwardly and then gurgled her son's arm to leave.


They both look equally astonished, what else Sofyan. The man immediately lowered his head, and suddenly his eyes bulged when he saw his pants wet right in the section ************.


"Mahaha ...." Maya laughs, but soon closes her own lips in fear that Sofyan is angry. Maya's gurgle ran towards the shawl merchant, she bought two black-colored ones. One for her and one for Sofyan.


After that she wrapped it around her husband's waist. When she saw her husband frozen, her face was red with a hardened jaw. Shame, annoyance and anger become one. But he himself bungled to blame who, because there is nothing wrong here.


"You're the one who really wears a shawl? Do you want nyinden?" sofyan asked with a frown. Maya does not answer him, she pulls Sofyan's hand and takes him to a nearby restaurant.


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"Sir, I want a sweet jumbo crab with one ice cube, yes," said Maya speaking to the waiter who gave a menu book a few seconds ago.


"Braight, May. Don't order crabs. Eat it hard, find something simple."


"Say I can order anything? I'm gonna want a crab." Maya turned to Sofyan with a sad face.


Sofyan threw away his breath. It was impossible for him to argue with just the crab problem alone, it was better that Sofyan relented. "Yes already."


"What do you want to order?" The waiter asked Sofyan.


"I grilled squid three, drank iced oranges."


"Don't you use rice?"


"wear."


"I have two servings, Ma'am," Maya said, pointing her fingers up.


"So seriously you eat that much? Indeed load?" sofyan asked with a frown, he could not believe that the woman could finish two plates of rice. Because all she knows is Maya's eating never ends.


"If it does not run out no problem, here the rice is a lot. I'll take him along with his place of marriage, so that Mr and Miss can take as they please," explained the waiter at length.


He left, and a few minutes later he returned with his order. Twice back and forth until everything is neatly presented on the table.






After washing his hands in the water in the bowl, Sofyan immediately ate. Eating food like that is better to use hands directly, so it feels more delicious.


Maya opens the crab from its shell, then takes the claw. He frowned, because the shell of the claw had not been split and it was seen that it was hard.


"Ayank ... I want to eat the meat of the claw, this is how is it not?" Maya gives the claw to Sofyan who is eating. The man immediately picked it up and watched the claw.


"Could it have been cut open by the shell, why hasn't it?" Sofyan pulled his body slightly, then waved his hand at the servant earlier. And soon the woman approached.


"What's up, sir?" ask the waiter.


"This isn't split yet? My wife's having a hard time eating her dong, Mommy."


"Wait a minute, sir. I took the claw shell cutting tool first." The woman bowed politely, then passed away. A few minutes later—dia returned with a disappointed face. "Sorry, Sir. The clamps are all broken," he said.


"damaged?" Sofyan's eye brows were linked. "How is this important? This is hard." Sofyan pressed down on the crab's shell, seeing that Maya had swallowed saliva. He was eager to eat the meat from the claw.


"Just put your teeth on, sir."


"Dental? You crazy? Hard is this the lifetime of teeth? Throw my dong teeth!" sulgu Sofyan.


"Try it first, sir," the servant asked again.


"Yes, Ayank. Tried." Maya follow-up.


"So, if my teeth fall out really how? Ompong dong, May." Sofyan. Not even anything sudden teeth and gums feels sore when you see the crab claws.


"And there's a golden tooth, and Ayank's gonna put a gold tooth on it."