Wife Taste Savings

Chapter 130 IRS

Reza left early in the morning, he was upset because this morning, the annoyance of the wife has not subsided too, obviously upset dong.

Conducting a core relationship is indeed an obligation that must be fulfilled, but must know the time as well, must care about the opponent. If playing for a while, Renata also does not matter if her husband asks for rations every day.

But, if it's like that time? Just imagine four hours of nonstop oyy, can-can his hole torn. Reza does have a nafsu that is quite high, although all this time Renata managed to control it, but somehow doing it after giving birth feels much different.

Favors, of course the taste is still there even dominate. But it just feels different. 

Unlike Reza, the man was always lusting when he saw his wife especially when wearing a knee-length negligee made of satin, he was always excited if he saw her wearing such clothes. 

After giving birth, Renata even looks more seductive and voluptuous in the eyes of Reza. Moreover, the race given by his hole always makes Reza can not control himself, he always kebablasan without realizing that it hurt enough for Renata.

Although the stitches used by the birth canal have dried up and can be said to be healed, but still it feels very painful for Renata. 

"Lo's really tangled face, why the hell? I've noticed two days of Lo kek gini's face." Asked Dimas while focusing on driving without glancing at his best friend. The man several times exhaled his coarse breath then looked up his head, looking at the ceiling of the car.

"My dizziness, Dim's headache. Here I don't give you rations, this week." 

"Oah, it turns out the ration problem anyway. I have a problem what that is," 

"Dizziness, my nafssu is not channeled" said Reza while kneading his temple that feels pulsating. His head was also sick next door, due to the desire that was not channeled properly.

"Patience, let Lo make Renata why, until he does not want to give rations?" Asked Dimas again, this time he glanced at Reza whose face had been bent. Tangled like a pack of rice.

"Gue played it over and over." 

"Pantes aja Renata crank," said Dimas while chuckling.

"Lo kayak pleasures see my frustrated kek gini, Dim!"

"It's not that anjir, everywhere also if the play later must be that the girl is sick, let alone Renata who has been born, must have a second link in it, right?" Dimas asked Reza.

"Yaiyalah in sewing, not in sewing anymore but in obras outside the dalem." Answer Reza.

"Lu Shadowin, bini Lo in sewing using a needle that is the shape of a fishing hook cake alive, just as he had just fought nahan mules want lahiran, exhausted ngeden. Can you imagine how sick it is? Yes, even with medication, but still the pain will be felt." Clearly Dimas made Reza reflect. What his best friend said was very true. 

Why could he do that? Yes, surely her Renata was in pain holding back her movements as she moved stomping the small hole with her weapon. Imagining how much pain Reza grimaced, his heart ached.

"Try me, if you're in Renata's position? In Hajar it continues to play for a long time, but it can be said that the hook is still wet. Lo angry no? I must be angry." 

"I have a lot of fun, Dim." Complain Reza softly, while subordinating his gaze.

"You should apologize as well as Bini Lo, how would that be the entry of violence. If you are not comfortable with the duration of play, you should not be selfish. Remember, that core relationship should enjoy each other. Not the other one withstood the pain, the other one enjoyed. It's not fair that's his name." 

"Yes, I'll apologize to Renata later. Thank you for giving the same solution to enlightenment, even though I see your life surem." Her chirps make Dimas tickle.

"Nyesel I give the same solution temen koplak kayak Lo, mending my advice I pour in the form of a book, like it will sell anyway, yes?" Tanya Dimas asked for an opinion.

"Just let it be fun, but if I'm personally guaranteed it won't buy." 

Dimas snorted in annoyance, making Reza laugh at the look on Dimas' face that was bent, like he had just been.

"Btw, how's your marriage?"

"Mami's word is already 80%, the dress that mami pesen same Mommy Lo said it was almost ready." 

"Yes, it's Renata who helped. Said he wanted to make a special design for Lo's girl." Reza replied, Renata did say that. She came to design a simple dress but had to look elegant with her Mommy, until she just went into the room if the time on the wall clock has shown at 10 pm, or even at 11 pm. 

"Gara ngerjain dress for wedding Lo anyway, bini I sleep her late in the mallem." 

"Well, where do I know. Then my Mami asked Mommy Lo directly for the design, not the same Renata." Said Dimas, as it were. Where does she know that Renata took part in the work of her mami order dress for her sacred moment. 

"Well, that's my own initiative."

"Don't rush to blame people, later the person offended continues to lash is not funny, Za." 

"Haha, sorry to Dim." Reza chuckled at Dimas' words, which he found funny. 

"It's not funny." Ketusnya, then refocus driving his car to the company. 

Even though Dimas has returned to his house, Reza always departs along with his secretary, because the direction from Dimas' house to the company is unidirectional, so let's all. After all, often Reza is lazy to drive herself. So there's a good thing about leaving with Dimas, just let his secretary drive for him. Pretty good idea, Reza thought.

In short, the car stopped at a special parking lot of company officials. The two handsome, dashing men got out of the car and walked together, more precisely Dimas who was behind Reza. Because here, their status is not friends but superiors and subordinates. 

"Good morning, Mr. Reza, Mr. Dimas." Greet the employees who cross paths with them with a slight demeaning of his body as respect.

"Hmmm.." Reza just cleared her throat in response to the greeting of her employees, while Dimas showed off his sweet smile, making the female employee melt instantly upon seeing Dimas' smile.

Dimas is known to be a cheap smile and more friendly than Reza, but it often makes employees especially women are misunderstood, but it is, they thought that a smile was a sign that Dimas liked or liked them.

Moreover, his status of a widower without children, with a perfect appearance, makes it a target for female employees in the office. Not only did they know that Dimas already had a handler who could melt his heart. 

"Ehh know not, Dimas sir smiled at me Anjir. Salting brutal anyway, when else in the smile of a guy as handsome as a pack Dimas right?" Said the employee who was senyumi by Dimas to his friend.

"Seriously? Wow very lucky Lo, fix pak Dimas likes the same Lo. It's not the first time he's smiling at Lo, is it?" He asked, making the woman nod quickly.

"You count, this is the fourth time he's smiled at me." 

"Well, why not just confess?" 

"Now, no anjir. Shame, how to refuse? Can you touch me." 

"Jude, if you refuse the gapapa. As if Lo asked, he meant to smile to Lo what that is." His chirps made the woman in front of him look up.

"Gue must mentally prepare first, at least if I refuse I have been smiling Mr. Dimas several times." 

Yes, they are required to be professional in work. If you look a little and the data is not appropriate, their salaries can be cut out by the company. Although Reza was good, but he did not tolerate this kind of mistake. He's a strict CEO when it comes to work, even though at home he's transformed into a bucin guy.

Reza be like: I'm actually two men readers. 

If only his employees at the company knew how sweet and pampered their CEO if at home, surely they hardly believe so opposite Reza's attitude at home and at the office. 

Reza walked with his firm steps followed by Dimas, both of them began work that seemed endless, every day their work was always up and waiting to be completed immediately. 

Even though it's just a record, double check, then sign, still if from one company, the file will certainly mount and it must be checked one by one, still if from one company, the file will certainly mount and it must be checked one by one, you can imagine how dizzy a Reza and Dimas. 

At Dimas's house, Elina walked slowly using the term. Although the wound has dried and can be said to be healed, it still hurts and hurts if you walk without the help of tools. It is troublesome everywhere should bring a period, but yes rather than not being able to walk at all. 

"For Mi, what else?" 

"Dear, are you awake? It's mami going to make a banana sponge cake." Mami Erika replied while focusing on peeling the ripe banana and putting it in the container. 

"You can, Elin wants to learn too dong? Kak Dimas said, he likes to eat various types of cakes." 

"Of course you can dong darling." Mami Erika replied with a sweet smile.

"Yaudah, mommy continues to weigh the same flour sugar, you crushed the banana as smooth as possible." Pinta Mami Erika, Elina nodded enthusiastically. Somehow he was very passionate about learning to make cakes, maybe the influence of the word 'like' yes. Because Dimas likes to eat cake. 

Elina smoothed the banana until it was quite smooth, then mami Erika poured wheat flour, sugar and butter that had been melted first slowly, then stirred using a mixer.

Elina watched every step that Mami Erika did carefully and recorded it in the brain. Starting from the weight of wheat flour, sugar and butter did not escape Elina's memory.

"Once flat, stay in the oven for 25 minutes at 150 degrees, finished." 

"Okey Mi, I can't wait to try the sponge made by Mami." Elina said, again with enthusiasm.

"We made love." Mami Erika patted the baking sheet to the table, her goal is to make the dough denser and no gaps that will make her sponge bantet later.

"Mi, what's that gonna do?" 

"Let the dough flat, there's no gap in the pan. If there's a gap, then the sponge's a bantet." Clearly Mami Erika, making Elina nod a sign of understanding the answer given her prospective in-laws.

"We're the oven first." Mami Erika opened the oven she had heated first. Then put the baking pan and back to close it. 

"You haven't eaten, why?"

"No laper mi." Elina answered with a smile.

"Don't spoil yourself with the word diet." Firmly Mami Erika, making Elina stunned for a moment. Where did Erika know she wanted to go on a diet? In fact, Elina felt less confident with her body shape. He wanted to shrink his fattened arms and stomach.

"Hehe, no Mi."

"If not good, but if so you should stop before mami aduin same Dimas. As long as you know, Dimas is the least like women who like to diet. So, you can be sure what Dimas' reaction will be like if you get caught doing things he doesn't like." 

Elina gulped her saliva with fatigue, Erika's mami words sounded like a threat. But, she did that because she was affectionate towards her future daughter-in-law. Enough, as long as he lives with the bad guys alone he suffers, even to eat only potluck, according to the story of Elina and her body is very thin at that time. 

"Yes Mi, Elin won't do it. Sorry Elin is Mi." 

"Father dear, my mother is not fierce but because Mami loves you, so my mother forbids you to do things that will harm yourself. In love with you as you are, after all what good is skinny hmm? Wanna be like that time, huh?" Mami Erika asked, Elina's reflexes shook her head. 

He didn't want to be that straight, just wanted to shrink the hands and stomach, not that he wanted to come back like a malnourished Elina.

Time does not feel fast passing if it is passed with happiness, that is how Elina feels. He likes to chat with Mami Erika, until he does not realize that the cake is almost cooked. Luckily the cake was not burnt, if not failed to eat banana sponge cake. 

"Gosong no mi?"

"Not dong, even the mateng is fitting." Mami Erika showed that the sponge was perfectly cooked, over her dry brownish color but not charred. Quickly, Mami Erika moved the sponge onto the plate and sliced it.

"Take a shot, you think it's good." Mami Erika gives the first sponge slices to Elina, the girl happily accepts her then eats her.

"Enak Mi, this is really good." 

"Likes?" Elina nodded quickly, her mouth filled with the sponge cake slices earlier. 

"Elina likes it, Mi."

"Jude, if you like to eat a lot, if you need to finish it."

"How much is Dimas?" Elina asked with her round eyes which made Mami Erika anxious.

"It's still in the oven, mommy made two pans." 

"Yeee thanks mami, dear mami a lot." Said Elina and then briefly peeked the right cheek of her future mother-in-law, she again ate the sponge with greed.

Need to be understood, given the abundant love is the desire of every child, as well as Elina. But unfortunately, his mother had to die, then his father married again and soon his father followed the mother. 

Eventually living with her stepmother, Elina feels quite comfortable because her father's inheritance is still left, but when the inheritance runs out her stepmother turns like a human-shaped demon.

So, Elina did not get the affection of her parents, even when her father was alive, she chose to ignore her daughter because she felt that Elina was just a burden on her life. 

Never mind feeling her mother's cooking, just seeing her face Elina has never been, there is no photo left of the woman who was pregnant and gave birth to her. He did not know what his own mother looked like, even now after the age of 18.

Living such a cruel life just alone, without anyone who can be shared makes Elina used to be alone. Even at school he was ostracized, just because he looked cute. He was determined, if one day his life changed, he would behave very well if he saw a different person, instead of judging or leaving him alone, that was the determination of Avelina Maheswari.

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