Wife Contract Fake Sniper Limping

26. Waskito (3)

After changing clothes, Yanti helps Mom cook. The tongue of the Setiawan family is very different from the village people who like spicy food.

"Can't get hit, Mom. The food is exactly the same Kito." Yanti explained to her mother who insisted only put a quarter of a kg of chilli on the cuisine.

"Well, it's not seger, Ti. There are no pedes."

"How else, Mom. Later than not eat, even kasian, catch a cold," continued Yanti.

When Yanti appeared in the living room carrying a plate, she saw Darren and Lani who were surrounding her Father. The man tried to turn on the gas lamp whose light color was white. The usual things for him became strange to them.

"Come, eat first, Darren, Lani," Yanti asked when all the food was ready.

The two guests walked with ogah-ogahan.

"The lodehnya a bit spicy, but bayem vegetables are the same fried tempeh ndak." Mata Yanti then looking for the figure of her contract husband. "Where's Dennis?"

Darren tilted his head and looked at Yanti strangely, "Kok be Mas Dennis, Ce?"

Yanti smiled, embarrassed. "Yes, said Mom, you can't call your husband by name."

"Don't you call 'honey?" darren Goda.

Lani and Yanti are both surprised by the words of the boy who does not match his age.

"Ih, Darren, why is your talk like om-om anyway?" lani Tegur.

The boy just laughed a little. "Why be an om-om? I also love Ce Lani. Dear Ce Yanti. dear Ko Dennis.."

Lani rolls her eyes while Yanti is made to laugh with Darren's antiques. After serving his two sisters-in-law, Yanti walks around the house looking for Dennis. The man was walking outside while occasionally pointing his camera at the building.

"Dark gini, what does it look like when photographed, sir?" tanya Yanti walked over.

"Hmm, that's what I was curious about. Who knows if your house photos can now enter the museum in 50 years" Dennis said, tweaking the focus of his camera.

Yanti did not respond to that. His life changed drastically in just these two years.50 years sounds really long.

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After dinner, Yanti helps Mom clean the dishes. Mr. and Kito were in charge of preparing their beds with the help of both guests.

"Yanti, Nduk, Mom will sleep with Kito. Mother was missing." said the woman while both were in the kitchen

"Yes, Mom. Yanti also miss the same Mother, the same Father. I was sleeping together in the living room" said Yanti happily.

"Hush, by the way, you," Mom's sergeant disagreed. "You're the same Dennis in the room. Saru (not good), the new manten sleeps parted."

Yanti was immediately drunk, fortunately the pot he brought did not fall. "But the wedding has been almost a month, Mak," elak Yanti. "It's not a new spell anymore."

"This is the first night you two are here" continued Mom as if not hearing Yanti's words. The old woman even laughed a little. "Emak thought why you came home, but only briefly in Surabaya. I know marry again, ndak ngabari Mother same Father."

Mom even pinched the small arm of Yanti with a squeeze. The woman remembered something. "But, what is his mistress's ijab, Ti? Your father's here with Mom."

"Ndak wear ijab kabul, Mak. P-Mas Dennis isn't a Muslim, so marriage is on the civil record." Yanti also initially did not really understand about government affairs and letters like that. It was Dennis who taught him on the sidelines of their time.

"Your husband seems painstaking, you serve him well, yes. Kito will be with Mom."

"I-I want to be with Mom too."

Mom pats Yanti's arm. "Where enough. Mom, Kito, your brother-in-law's already there. What if you come with Kito Ketindes? I slept in a bale-bale in the kitchen."

Yanti finally goes into the room after everyone sleeps, with the reason still missing Mother. In a room with almost no lighting, Yanti stood by the door until her eyes got used to it.

Faintly, Yanti could see the figure of Dennis lying down. He sat on the side of the bed, confused about what to do.

"You want to sleep, just over there," Dennis said suddenly, patting his loose side.

"Excuse me, sir," Yanti said as she climbed into the bed. His hands fumbled to keep Dennis from stepping on his feet, causing the man to mutter in protest.

Dennis tried to be quiet as Yanti crawled on top of him. Including when the woman's small hands hold her calves and thighs are suddenly sensitive.

Until Dennis could not hold back any more, he was about to fold his legs so that there was more room for Yanti to pass. But yanti's elbow that was nudged, immediately bent because it was not strong to hold her body. The woman swerved and fell on top of Dennis.

"Duh, Sir..."

Even Yanti's voice sounded like a groan and****** that made Dennis flinch.

"You I told you to go to sleep why attack me?!" dennis protested with a hot face. It was fortunate that the room was dark so no one had seen it.

"Sir Dennis who moved suddenly, why was I wronged," the woman denied while trying to get up.

Yanti's hand returned to look for a pedestal in order to get away from the man immediately.

"Well..." Dennis had tried to restrain himself but again Yanti had accidentally made him lose his mind.

Though he deliberately avoids the insistence of mami so as not to fall into the trap of lust. He knows how easily someone loses his mind if he has been overcome by lust. Therefore, he deliberately chose women who are as attractive as possible to marry. Dennis did not want to lose his sense and sharpness of mind, and lowered his performance as the best sniper.

But the dilemma he is currently experiencing, caused by Yanti...

"Yan.." call Dennis with his heavy voice, which makes Yanti freeze because her whole body is like a shock.

"Yan, if you don't step aside immediately." Dennis said again. "I promise you, I won't do anything."

Yanti quickly passed by, half jumping to the spot next to the wall. The real place is more dangerous, because he can't escape if Dennis keeps him out. His heart was beating fast, between tension and fear, anticipating what the white man was going to do.

"Sir Dennis this is how anyway, he said only married contract.just a lie.." protest Yanti with a soft voice.

The man sat down to face Yanti. He took a deep breath to calm down. "Then, yes, you also do not hold me," Dennis replied no less upset. "I am also a man. Or you intentionally, eh?"

Yanti did not accept, retorted. "If Mr. Denis wants me to, say so. Don't accuse me of being a no-no!"

Dennis blinked his eyes, not believing what he was hearing. "Who is interested in your body?! You just stink of goat where I might like it!" the man shouted fiercely.

On the contrary, Yanti laughed.

"Yes.I smell goat, I know... So, why does Mr. Dennis like me smelly?" the woman's tease is not to lose. "Hmm, Husband?"

Dennis who was at a loss for words, decided to reply with action. He held onto Yanti's arm while shifting closer. "Oh, how did you know that this limp master likes you? What are you, really, to be my wife?"

Yanti, who realized that she was overdue, shuffled back. "Hahahaha, sir.it's not funny."

Dennis did not stop, instead brought his face closer to the woman who was now silent, his eyes moving to and fro showing his anxiety. "Yes, you're not funny either. Don't try to joke next time. Already, get some sleep."

The man let go of his grip and returned to his original position, lying sideways, turning his back to Yanti.

"Sir, I'm not going to sleep. If Mr. Dennis says anything to me, how," said Yanti who is still in his position, sitting in the corner and leaning on a pillow. "I'm staying up all night. So don't fuck around, sir."

Yanti's threat was responded only half-heartedly by Dennis. "Whatever."

Two hours later and Dennis was still unable to close his eyes. He again wrestled with his thoughts, while chiding Yanti inwardly.

The woman who was supposed to be a shield so that she could work quietly, was now even a source of trouble. How Dennis could rest on a thin, hard cotton mattress, in a cold room. The soft and warm one is just the body that hugs him from behind.

Dennis had called Yanti many times, even nudging her away. Not only the louder the snoring, Yanti also only moved a little before returning to soundness.

The limp man only let out a long sigh, hoping he could get through the night safely.

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Hi, Sis. Thanks for reading. Yanti and Dennis are still exploring their feelings. They also still hold strong eastern customs, so just enjoy sweet momentnya ;)

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