Wedding On Paper
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*Wedding On Paper*
With a smile sumringah Kenzo parked his motorbike on the terrace of his rented house.
"Have gone home Ken, take a bath there the warm water is ready" said Nasyila.
"Yes, thank you Syila" said Kenzo gave the results of his ojeg a few hours ago.
"This is not much, hopefully enough for our needs" said Kenzo take off his ojeg jacket and clean himself.
Nasyila just smiled sweetly at the drastic changes shown by her husband, now Kenzo is more responsible. Nasyila painstakingly calculated the results of Kenzo ojeg services today, there are a number of Rp 300,000 wisely Nasyila set aside 100,000 to save, while the 200,000 she will manage well for the cost of her needs with her husband.
At 19:40 and after the Isha prayer and dinner, Kenzo returned to work. His ojeg service will be closed after 22:30 pm more than that he did not open the order.
Such were Kenzo's next days, starting from 07:00-22-30 it was worth it for him to make a living for his wife.
Sometimes he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, remembering first anything he could buy with the blink of an eye. And now just for the sake of a sack of rice I must be willing to sweat during the day, against the cold of the night breeze.
It did not feel like they had entered their third week of living in the rented house. More and more Ojeg Kenzo customers are getting more and more, and Kenzo's earnings are increasing.
Until one night, maybe because you forget to wear a Kenzo jacket must be willing to get cold and finally catch a cold.
"Nih drink Ken first" Nasyila gave a cup of warm tea to her husband.
"Thank you Shil, I'm tired of not feeling well too" Kenzo complained.
"I think you catch a cold, you let me kerokin" said Nsyila.
"Ken... are you sure, you really don't know Bela?" asked Nasyila suddenly made Kenzo surprised.
"Why ask that?" Kenzo asked back.
"Yesterday afternoon Bela came here and looked for you, I just said that if you are busy working, he finally came home" replied Nasyila still confused in her curiosity.
"Then did he say something?" ask Kenzo.
"No, it's just that he gave me this" Nasyila said showing the bottle.
"What drink is this?" ask Kenzo.
"Don't know, but Bela said that honey is good for pregnant women" explained Nasyila.
"Why did Bela think I was pregnant, did you tell her?" Nasyila.
"No, I never told anyone but our family" Kenzo said.
"Then why did Bela give this honey, who was Bela really?" that was what Nasyila was thinking at the moment.
"It's better to throw this drink away, I'm afraid there's something we don't want from this honey" Kenzo explained, seizing the honey and dumping it in a garbage can on the porch.
Behind Nasyila's suspicions, Kenzo further suspects Bela's foul intentions. What Bela's plan is. Why suddenly give my wife that honey. Will Bela and Papa work together?? but how could you not like Bela so much? thought Kenzo Reinaldi.
Finally Kenzo went inside his house, locking the door after putting his motorcycle inside. Soon Kenzo approached Nasyila in the room. Kenzo was so excited when he saw his wife had fallen asleep in a seductive pose. Kenzo did not miss the opportunity, he played softly on his wife's body. For this one business Kenzo is really prestige if you have to ask Nasyila, even though Kenzo himself has enjoyed dozens of sexy women out there without exception Bela. But for some reason, his guts are so shrunk when dealing with his wife, he prefers to steal pleasure when his wife is asleep.
