Twice Married

Ahhhhhhh! Sebal, watch out for you!

Good night, who misses them both

Good luck reading ya guys

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Time's showing at 19:00 p.m. Ibra had parked his car right behind Fatih's car in the garage. He deliberately set the time to go home later than usual.

Ibra took out a woman's perfume from her briefcase. He continued to look at the perfume bottles that had been bought by Damar while they were resting in the office.

Srrrr

Srrrr

He sprayed the perfume on his left shoulder. Ibra wanted to make Fatih suspect that her husband had left with another woman.

"It's so sweet!"

Ibra kissed her shirt fabric in the part between the middle of her shoulders and arms. The fragrant aroma commonly used by most women has touched his body.

He kept laughing in the silence of the car, he already knew Fatih would definitely be angry and jealous. He got out of the car and walked to the main door.

It was true that Fatih was seen awake in the living room, she continued to wait for her husband to come home.

"Where the hell? It's at this hour, not yet!"

He was so worried that he was so out of focus that he did not hear that Ibra's car had landed in the garage for a long time.

Fatih was still standing on her back to the main door while holding her phone. He wanted to call Ibra but the feeling of prestige was too great. He did not want to lose to Ibra, he just wanted to continue to see Ibra pleading with him.

"Well, right! Again waiting for me-" Ibra screeched amusedly inside her mind. He just won the first stage. After his feet reached the doorway, he began to put on a cold, indifferent face.

"Hmmm..."

Instantly Fatih turned his head when he heard a thud from outside the door, he knew who the owner of the voice was.

"What are you doing? Waiting for me?" Ibra quickly answered the question on her own.

"Ihh geer! Why should I wait for you!" Decak is lazy.

Ibra walked up to him, deliberately stopping his steps when his body with Fatih was aligned. He wanted Fatih to smell his scent at this moment.

Ruppfp.

Instantly both of Fatih's nostrils worked quickly. He continued to snort the scent and digest it into the brain.

What does this smell like?

She continued to focus on scooping up fragrances that were not commonly used by her husband. Then his eyes glanced sharply at Ibra's eyes.

"Why? How do I think I'm like that? A handsome??" Ibra gave her a grin.

"You mustache shaved! What a handsome pede!!"

"Ck! I'm going to take a shower!" Ibra walked slowly again so that Fatih approached him again to smell the scent more sensitive.

Exactly right!

Fatih continued to follow Ibra's steps, not feeling she had hit her husband's body from behind. Coinciding with Ibra's step that had stopped in front of the door of his room.

"That's right! What are you doing, Fat?" Ibra asked pretending to be stupid. Seeing this kind of Fatih it felt like he wanted to laugh loosely and hug the woman.

"Who does a woman's perfume smell?" ask Fatih, he could not stand if he had to guess until night.

"Hemm..wangi what?" Ibra asked back. He kept putting on a plain face.

"It!" Fatih holding an Ibra shirt.

"Where are you from? Come home late, once home there is the fragrance of women's perfume! Let's answer!!"

That's how women, in the mouth can not say love but when hers on the nuisance, no longer the mouth that works, but the heart that immediately intervenes. Fatih had unconsciously explained that she was angry because of jealousy.

"Oh yeah forgot. Ayu's office friend asked to go home with her!" Ibra answered without guilt.

"Go home? How can?? Can't he go home alone? Why should you bring? Are there many other women?"

Fatih instantly covered her mouth with both of her palms.

Fatih stomped both of his legs, he looked even more stupid in his jealousy. He decided to quickly move into his room.

But

He looked back with a question that again messed with his mind.

"Kok if it goes home, why the perfume can stick so much on your shirt? She hugged you??"

"So she had a little backrest on my shoulder, she said she was dizzy." Ibra answered plain back.

Fatih's face flushed red, her body as hot and boiling. He muttered angrily and again stomped his feet before entering the room and slamming the door hard.

Ibra just laughed at Fatih like this. This man finally knew how Fatih would behave if he was angry and jealous.

You are truly my wife, Fat!

Made jealous once again for tonight's cover, hahaha.

Ibra did not go into his room, instead he chose to knock on his wife's room door.

Geck.

"What??" The high tone from inside the room, making Ibra increasingly unable to bear to immediately laugh widely.

Ibra did not answer, he continued to knock on the door to disturb the ears of Fatih who began to be upset by the noise.

Fatih who was still sulking finally got up from the bed.

Mas Ibra would like to apologize, for wronging me today

"Why?" Fatih still put on an expensive look so that Ibra would beg for mercy from him.

Ibra offered Fatih a food supply.

"What is this, Mom?" As soon as Fatih's face flashed a smile, he felt awed

because Ibra brought him food.

"Please wash it, Fat! That's Ayu's stock, he brought me lunch." Ibra explains without sin.

Upon hearing Ibra's words, Fatih's eyes fell open and her mouth opened in shock. He daydreamed for a long time while continuing to hold and see the supply that he currently holds.

Ibra quickly entered the room and locked it.

He went to the bathroom to find a safe place to take off his laughter.

Rasain you baby! Who told me to keep asking for divorce from me

Ibra kept laughing until her stomach hurt. He would continue to heat up Fatih, until the woman gave up and asked to retract her words.

Seeing you like this, of course I already know the answer.

Clontang

Clenting

The sound of a food supply place that was just thrown by Fatih in the kitchen sink. The woman continued to curse and curse Ibra.

Really Mas Ibra, What try he means like gini !! You mustache, I'm annoyed with you!!

Thanks to Damar and Ayu, you helped me awaken my beautiful stone-headed wife

The inner circle between Ibra and Fatih is very far away at this time. Ibra is happy because she is being jealous and Fatih is anxious because she is beginning to fear Ibra will forget the love for her.

Ahhhhhhh! Sebal, watch out for you!

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3.Gifali and Maura

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