Wife Unvalued

CHAPTER 47 - Ex, Not Husband.

At this time Lengkara only needs to be protected, Bima understands and not the time he was angry. Actually it could have been Bima throwing words of quality at Lengkara who had underestimated his concerns, but such nature is not Bima at all.

Without asking again, Bima chose the hotel where she stayed as a destination. Fortunately, he decided to move hotels on the grounds that the distance between the two was closer and easier to meet tomorrow. Yes, that's the mind of Bima, even though the previous hotel is also not that far.

He also could not blame Lengkara completely, especially so far Gery did not bother him according to Lengkara. However, that does not mean Bima will only be silent to find Lengkara getting indecent treatment by two men in a row like this.

While Lengkara cleared himself, Bima again contacted someone there. Long enough he waited, presumably Lengkara took a long time just to clean up.

A little confused, what Lengkara thought until after he left Lengkara still so. Let alone rest as he says, just shower not yet. Truly, Lengkara's rebellious and violent character was still so attached, the man thought.

"Once, did she cry like the ones in those dramas?"

Milky when Lengkara appeared with wet hair and bathrobe that wrapped his body. If Bima remembers, it has been more than thirty minutes, obviously Bima thought if Lengkara cried under the water like a scene in a drama that his brother often watched on weekends.

Since arriving at the hotel Lengkara not so much talk. Maybe tired of crying and all he has on his mind right now is sleep. However, he seemed confused and panicked at one time, Bima who had been monitoring his movements would understand what Lengkara was worried about.

"Mas," he called later, may already be at the point of despair and bewildered how.

"Hm, why?"

"Wet," he said looks doubtful, Lengkara's face reddened and now brushes his fingers, it can be ascertained how great Lengkara's regret from the look of the face he showed to Bima.

"Just put on my shirt, I think it fits on your body," he said casually, he had expected Lengkara would do just that.

Habits from time immemorial, especially when he is screwed. In fact, in the past Bima often hit the sap due to Lengkara who stripped clothes in the bathroom and forgot to pick it up.

"Which one?" ask Lengkara later, where might he have the courage to open Bima's suitcase, if still be his wife maybe.

It will not be finished if only Bima showed, the man went to intervene on his own and chose clothes that would be right for Lengkara. Without guessing, also approached and saw the contents of Bima's suitcase up close.

"Don't get a hot shirt" he said as Bima held a light blue shirt there.

"This?"

"What's the same difference that was .. Your clothes are all the same, buy codians yes, Mas?" tanya Lengkara noticed Bima's clothes, was about to argue it was only natural Lengkara asked like that.

"Then which one? I didn't bring a negligee, Lengkara."

Since then the choice was always wrong, obviously Bima gave up and asked Lengkara to find for himself what he wanted. The choice of Lengkara falls on the most comfortable nightgown according to Bima, the choice of both is the same about this.

"I want this one, but which pants, Mom?" tanya Lengkara began to get tired after trying to find her shirt partner, while Bima now lowered her head and menglu-lum smile when she realized what she was wearing.

"Kupakai," he replied casually which made Lengkara disappointed half to death, he stared flat at Bima who laughed discordantly as if it was really funny.

"Why didn't I say it .. How do I keep going?"

"Yes how? Where might mas change," said Bima shook his head slowly.

All right, Lengkara relented and not the opposition this time. It was too late to find any other way, and it was impossible for him to sleep without his pants on. As a result, the clothes were divided in different bodies, only tonight tomorrow morning no longer.

Not wanting Lengkara to be too tired, Bima asked him to rest immediately. After arguing for quite a while, Bima decided to sleep in the same bed, but with a suitcase in the middle of them.

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"Kualat why?"

Since then Bima Bima tried to close her eyes with the hand that she also made a pillow. The man turned his head towards Lengkara which turned out to be still as sad as that, Bima thought no longer.

"Cause the dissident is like you" he replied a little lethargic, he also wanted to sleep, but it was not that easy.

"There is no such thing as quality, Ra ... evil can happen to you at any time," replied Bima gently, although it may be true, but he will not corner Lengkara for the disaster he experienced.

"Your mouth is venomous as it seems," added Lengkara again, although Bima denied he still believes that he is a quality.

"You think snakes or how ... don't blame yourself, but next time go after your husband."

It was easy for him to talk, Lengkara turned his head when he heard Bima's words. She was worried about mishearing, but it didn't feel and it was as clear as that Bima called herself husband.

"What did you say?" asked Lengkara then, she was curious and wanted to hear once more.

"Don't blame yourself."

"Not that one, after that."

"Which one?" bima asked to upset Lengkara himself, wanting to feel like he lifted the big suitcase and placed it on the stomach of Bima.

"Other times if you say it."

"It's not so early, don't change, I want the original version," Pinta Lengkara was really curious, really.

"Other times the same husband," Bima replied slightly muttering at the end, deliberately so that Lengkara rose blood like him.

"Ck what a blessing, Mas!! What's the same massage?"

"Suami," firmly Bima then opened her eyes and looked at Lengkara who was also staring at her.

"Oh husband, but, right ex, not husband anymore ...."

"If you ask, is there still a chance to be your husband again, Ra?"

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- To Be Continued