Wife Revenge Wasted

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“Tumben Mas ngajak I nginep.” The spoiled voice belonged to Cheryl who asked Andrew. He looks happy and strange when suddenly Andrew comes to his apartment and picks him up. Though it was only noon yesterday that the man forbade him to come to the house because Anjani began to put his suspicions on their closeness.

“Emang mba Anjani? Mas now that is so, the tenacity or stretch of our relationship began to be determined by the mighty wife Mas.” Cheryl said cynically. Really he did not like when yesterday Andrew forbade him to come to the house let alone stay with the reason Anjani did not look like. Is that what Anjani thinks now?

“It's not her problem that's decisive, but I'm lazy to argue with that woman. Lazy look at the face of the curios. Anyway if he suspects, I will be harmed.” Andrew reasoned.

“Hah, just say that Mas really love Mas's wife and I'm just a distraction. Why don't we say our relationship is special? I think he'll be aware of his flaws and know enough to not compete with me. She has only one advantage, her weight.” Cheryl was really speaking straightforwardly, no matter what they were talking about was a legitimate wife.

“I don't want any problems later on. After all, until now you are still the winner. You're my first priority.” Cheryl's hand that Andrew held tightly.

“But he's a legitimate wife, Mas.” Cheryl is upset. He looked at the other vehicles chasing each other on the right lane. It feels tired to see the h4srat of those who want to get ahead of each other, like the tired feeling of Cheryl who is still not in the fight by the man beside her.

“Partially if he knew too, he wouldn't have left. Does anyone want to be like a girl like that? Substandard beauty, huge body. The brain is not pinter-pinter very, can only cook itpun modal course. As for me, I am a model who is pursued by many men. Not a few great men wanted me, but Mas instead made me number two. If not love, I've stayed you Mas.” Cheryl's words are getting cynical.

“Honey, you don't do dong.” Andrew began to sulk. It's scary that Cheryl's been threatening like this.

“Yes if so, fight me dong. I have no problem being second, if admitted. Don't hang it like gini.” Cheryl remains with her desire to be recognized.

“Iya, be patient.. I have to find the right time to talk to Anjani. I can't divorce him either, it can be complicated.”

“Ah, that's the reason for the cliche. I saw him tirak-nija, what's the trouble anyway directly talking? I think the one who doesn't have the guts is actually Mas. If we can be together, I'm not the same. Mas can also be seneng because we can do anything without fear of the same will mba Anjani.” Cheryl's words can always put pressure on Andrew. The man looked pensive, then grabbed Cheryl's hand for her to pull and carried into her arms.

“Sabar yes, now Anjani will start allowing you to stay at home. Slow down first. He will get used to you in that house. After all Mamah already wants to have a grandson, I will not long depend you like gini.” Very lightly the man promised even though in his head he was compiling a lot of strategies for the wife.

“Terserah Mas, lah. Set it well, I can't be patient any longer.” The girl sided with annoyance, also pulling her body away from Andrew. “In front, we stop for a moment. I'd like to buy martabak.” Cheryl's complaint was accompanied by a strange desire.

“You sure you want to buy martabak? Are you not on a sugar diet anymore?” Andrew scrunched his forehead not understanding.

“Not for me, but for your wife. Do you have a better strategy for running our business? Do you want us to sleep tonight?” Again, Cheryl's words were so scary to Andrew.

“No, I want to sleep while I hug you. Okay, we're going to buy a special martabak for Anjani. Don't forget you love a lot of topping, let our business smoothly jaya. But before that, warm up first dong dear..” pinta Andrew without hesitation.

Andrew did not reply, he just smiled thinly at the woman and then lowered the zipper pants. “Can you?” The man glanced at his woman who was shocked to see her lover's wand was already standing defiantly.

“Manja you, Mas,” The woman smiled bin4l.

“But you like right?” Andrew confirmed his sitting position to be more comfortable. Not long after Cheryl sat her head down and did something with her mouth on the stick. Andrew shagging. Occasionally the man mel3nguh hold favors. Cheryl is good at fulfilling her wishes.

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In the mansion, Anjani just finished dinner with her mother-in-law. She is currently listening to her mother-in-law's honest review of her cooking today.

“Other times, you steamed the fish, not fried. Love a lot of onions. My cholesterol is high, don't let it be because of you I have to go to the doctor. Do you understand?” It was a sentence from the many other nagging sentences that Anjani received.

“Iya Mah, next time Jani steamed his fish. Jani must learn first so that it feels right.” Anjani can only agree. This woman does not like freshwater fish, therefore every fish cook, she can not taste it. She could only rely on cyberspace to help with cooking, making this and that menu at her mother-in-law's request.

“Malaaamm Suddenly a cheerful voice sounded from the door. Who else would have owned it if not Cheryl. He came with Andrew with a crackle in his hand.

“Kok malem really nyampeya? Aunt finished dinner loh.” Only Widi was happy with their arrival. Anjani immediately took over her husband's briefcase and put it on the bench. She also made a warm drink for her husband.

“Iya Aunty, I stopped by to buy souvenirs for Mba Anjani. Nih Mba, I brought martabak.” The woman gave her hammer to Anjani.

“You don't have to bother, don't see if his body is so swollen? The house will be narrower if he gets fatter. And you, do not have to ask for souvenirs with Anjani. This house is my home, I allowed Anjani to come without having to ask for your consent. Remember Anjani, you are only daughter-in-law in this house.” The two women both got scolding. It's just Anjani nagging negative, while Cheryl nagging positive.

“Yes, do not bother bringing me souvenirs. Mamah right, this house is your home, I am only daughter-in-law in this house who can not decide anything.” Anjani replied calmly. He even smiled even though his heart grimaced hearing his mother-in-law's words.

No one cheated on them, neither did Andrew plead. “Do not be sad, mending Mba Jani eat aja martabaknya. Please still be anget. Make aunty equally adept, I don't buy anything because I know you guys are dieting again.” Cheryl said sweetly and made Anjani confused about whether to eat this martabak or not. Isn't it quite possible that this woman poisoned him through food?

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