Wife For Faith

Chapter 135

Maya immediately struck Fatimah's mouth. "By the way!"

Fatimah repeatedly asked God for forgiveness. He was so liberated that there came out words inappropriate for a good people to say. He then looked towards the door, a sigh of relief was immediately pierced from his mouth.

"Why do you think about the door? Afraid you're being homelinized in-laws?" Maya giggles amusedly with the misbehavior of the friend.

Fatimah patted Maya's arm so hard that she made her friend complain of pain. "Why?" ask him innocently.

"Nooh! Sick bege!" The scar that just yesterday has not healed, this time Fatimah actually hit her arm right at the location of pain. It was crying, but the tears didn't come out. Finally, only a ringing came out from the lips.

Fatimah smiled widely. Gently stroked the friend's arm, then massaged Maya's shoulder as a guilt-redeemer.

"Eat him if you want to gemes it clay!" maya's nagging with squeaking eyes.

"Ready, Commander!"

"But!"

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In a two-story house, a handsome young man and a single were busy playing a game console on the big screen, along with one friend. They are engrossed in fighting, even shouting to give spirit to their respective heroes. The voices of the two men also seemed to be a sign if there were humans in the room, not soft, or some other kind.

"Riko," called the man with the black t-shirt attached fittingly to his muscular body.

The man turned his head for a while, then returned to focus on the big screen in front of them. "What?"

"Today I met Maya," he said casually.

Riko immediately pause their game. "Where?"

"Kok, even on pause, anyway?" His friend named Bagio, or commonly called Gio stared at Riko protesting. But the man in front of him did not care.

"Astaghfirullah's. Patience napa! I can't wait to be a man" said Gio, shaking his head.

Riko didn't seem to care. He continues to persuade Gio to tell where to meet Maya. The man even approached his sitting position to be able to clearly hear the information.

"Because, Rik. I'm really, really, he's the fucking guy!"

"I don't care. Just tell me immediately! We did not meet for three days because we were busy working together. That's a pity, isn't it, I."

Gio instantly scooped the face of his comrade-in-arms. "A lot of disgust, anyway. I swear to God, I threw up I saw your behavior!"

The man doesn't care. "Come, dong, Gi! Tell me!"

"Jeez, really, you're like a girl who's really cute with her boyfriend. Until it makes you sick to know? Ish, stay away a little! Don't need to be clumsy. I still like the same sexy and big-breasted," Gio kicked out when he saw the friend just keep buying himself. "Sissy, woi!"

Because it continues to be plastered by Riko, Gio finally opened his mouth. He informs them of their accidental meeting at a housing estate of one of his friends. Maya herself was with a hijab woman who was carrying a child on the street.

The name Fatimah was immediately triggered in Riko's memory. "Is Maya well?"

Gio shrugged his shoulders. "Grandmike! My guy just say hello and it's caw straight out. Mana sempet ane nanyain. It's weird, you, you!"

Riko clung to Gio in annoyance. He was serious, but the friend even riddled. "Nyesel I have your model team. Pengin no loakin, keep tuker equal ten thousand dollars. It's good to buy two cups of iced tea."

"Bajigur! Your eyes soak. This handsome guy like me, really, wants to be asked for the same money." Gio replies to Riko because he is only rewarded with two cups of iced tea.

The two of them also fight each other, each other, showing each other the muscles in his arms so that it looks once the childish nature of Riko and Gio. Two handsome men, different mother and father, but have a behavior of eleven and twelve.

Suddenly, there was a greeting from the direction of the living room door, followed by the appearance of the faces of two people who had the same haircut, only different bangs and no.

"What are you guys doing?" ask the two men compact.