Wife Naughty Lecturer Killer

Chapter 10

Rita smiled happily as she watched Vera's beautiful face."Your son is beautiful. Games deh." said Rita displaying her queen teeth.

I am beautiful from birth Tan. Inner Vera praised herself with a thin grin on her face.

Without waiting for an offer from her best friend, Mama Vera went straight to the point with her wishes. "Jeng I want a good and elegant kebaya for my only child this wayang" said Sela who was directly on the side of her best friend.

Rita smiled as she gave her three-tailed O-shaped finger. "Oke jeng, let us go upstairs" asked Rita the owner of the boutique.

"Look on" asked Mama Vera. With a lazy step Vera also followed her mother and the owner of the boutique.

They went following the boutique owner's steps towards the second floor. After arriving, the owner of the boutique displays various variants of luxurious and elegant kebaya, of course, very fitting in the body of Vera. The employees are very busy issuing various types of kebaya in front of Vera and her mother. On that floor, Vera was busy trying various luxury kebaya that was presented to her. Vera's time runs out due to repeatedly changing her clothes.

"It does not fit ni tan, on the chest is very tight.." upset Vera who was alone had not found a kebaya that fits and fits her body. He was quite exhausted because he was not ready to change his clothes. This is all because of the actions of his mother, who of course the owner of the boutique became the provocateur.

"Open the wrong shirt, baby...But your boobs are edgy." said Sela with a seductive smile.

Rita smiled gracefully. "Good dong Jeng, rarely there are plump girls like jeng children." praise Rita acknowledges the beauty and poke of Vera.

"Yes jeng, my son is diligent in sports and swimming. Maybe because it's what makes his body become ouchai." said Sela without in the brake. Rita and Sela laughed. It made Vera ashamed. Vera gives a look of dislike to the eyes.

"B only time ma." said Vera flatly.

"Hhhh...Your child is funny yes jeng, children people out there really like and want to have a beautiful body and chest like him, but dear, love, even jeng children do not want to have a big chest. Hhhhhh." Rita's laughter followed Sela who felt funny with her son. Vera can only curse in the heart.

"Obviously, my son is different from others. Hhhh." said Sela again laughing. Vera became the joke material of the two middle-aged women.

"Mama" upset Vera at her mother.

Sela patted her best friend's shoulder gently, while trying to stop her laughter. "Had gone, my son would sulk. Auto will not be married later." whispered Sela in a little laugh.

"Hhhh...Ok jeng" replied Rita smiling funny.

Finally Vera went on to try various other kebaya, but still there was nothing suitable. "Nobody fits jeng, if it is designed and re-stitched still had no jeng? tomorrow's call." asked Sela looking seriously at Rita.

Rita smiled and nodded. “Certainly can jeng" Rita nodded without fading her smile. Finally Vera and Sela agreed with the redesign of the boutique owner.

Ahh.eventually ready too. Inner Vera saturated.

When finished with his business. Vera and Sela decided to go home. Vera walked behind her mother. "Big ugly hell ma dress! even nothing fits on his chest anymore" said Vera beratai kebaya-kebaya in his wear earlier. Sela just shook her head weakly.

"Can't be so dear. It's not the danger that's wrong, but your chest is down to the gedean." said Sela smiling seductively.

Vera grumbled harshly hearing that. "Is mama" said Vera displaying a sullen face. Mama Vera continued walking regardless of Vera's words. They went back to their residence. After arriving home, Vera chose to lock herself in her room, while her mother was busy taking care of the event for tomorrow. Fatty body Vera sleeps on her back facing the ceiling of the room.

"Oh Allah, I am so dizzy with my head." complained Vera as she held her head.

Vera immediately got up and sat on her bed. "Can die standing me if at home continues." said Vera upset with his current condition. To eliminate his saturation, Vera also did a lot of activities in his room, such as soaking, reading novels, stretching, mascara, gymnastics, watching tv, etc.

"Huh, tired too huh" complained Vera wiping the sweat on her forehead. He half-stands up while holding his knees and waist.

Take a shower again. Inner Vera. This time Vera did not soak, but took a shower.

The real Vera toad bath, once dyed instantly ready. "Ready too, Ahh.seger.." said Vera as she exited the bathroom. His face looked more fresh and calm after the shower.

Bored of me! Vera's inner saturation while approaching the window of the room.

Vera came down by way of settling like a thief. "Secure" he laughed happily when he saw the atmosphere of the quiet house. Not wanting to waste time, immediately Vera rushed to her garage and pulled out her beat motorbike.

I'm lucky, the fence is open. Yes... Inner pleasure.

The atmosphere was very in his favor. Finally without waiting for long, Vera immediately rushed forward her Beat carriage. Vera managed to get out and away from her house. The girl cheered happily. "Yuhuy. Hhhh." Vera laughed displaying her white teeth. What a great happiness for a Vera.

After exiting the house complex at his residence, Vera drove her beat motorbike towards the mall. "Mall a good place to get rid of boredom huh. Hhhhh" said Vera speaking alone. Vera focused on the road in front of her without realizing there was a car following her.

"eeeeee... What the hell is this car." said Vera who stopped suddenly because he was stopped by a black car that followed him. Now Vera's position and the car are aligned.

"Woy" cried Vera like an infidelity man.

The glass door of the car came down slowly, and displayed a fat man in white and sacrificial clothes, not forgetting the black glasses and a little fussy on his face. This man is not from Indonesia. He looks like an Arab.

Which Arab came here. Inner Vera was puzzled when she saw the rider of the car using an Arab turban, yes it was a native Arab.

The fat man started the conversation. "Assalamu'alaikum” said the Arab man as he waved one hand a sign of respect.

Vera replied in a flat tone. "Wa'alaikumussalam" Reply Vera with an annoyed face.

إذن للسؤال"

(permit to ask)" said the Arab man.

What is this guy talking about?! Inner Vera was confused by the language the Arab man spoke.

هل تعرف هذا العنوان"

(do you know this address?)" ask the Arab again and give him a piece of paper containing an address.

Oh, a lot of addresses apparently. Inner Vera just understood.

Vera raised her hand then pointed towards the front. "So far, this is Wak" Vera told the Arab.

“Arabic-Arabic" said the Arab man did not understand Vera's remarks.

I don't speak Arabic anymore! Oh yes, I know how to explain it. Inner Vera was happy because she knew how to explain it.

"Hm.hm." Vera cleared her throat for a moment to neutralize her stiff self. He immediately told me the address he was holding at this time.

"Ihdinaz-riratal-mustaqim.(.Show us the straight path)" Vera explained with a map-like hand gesture (indicating the turn of the road to that address).

"Siraatal-laziina an'amta 'alaihim... ghayril-maghduubi' alaihim, wa lad-daaalliin ((i.e.) the path of those whom You have favoured him; not (the way) those who are disfigured, and not (the way) they are perverted)." said Vera very pd. Vera smiled proudly because she had managed to explain the address asked by the Arab man.

Why this uwak?! Inner Vera was puzzled when she saw the Arab fall away and fell silent.

The Arab lowered his sunglasses, then blinked his eyes repeatedly, not forgetting his wide gaping mouth, a sign of disbelief and not understanding with Vera's words.

Uda crazy I think this uwak, pull me out. Inner Vera was beginning to fear.

Vera returned the address and said hello. Then began to run his Beat train a little fast, afraid the Arab driver was chasing him. The Arab driver remained silent in his place.