You're Doubling Me for a Widow.

You're Doubling Me for a Widow.
New house



Renita came home with a slightly flowery heart. Because even if he has not one month and has not received a salary, he has received a bonus! at least to live with Rendy.


On the way home. Renita stopped by a supermarket and bought her favorite ice cream.


And while there, what did both of his eye beads get? namely seeing her ex-husband was shopping which included baby milk anyway baby needs.


Behind Azam was his young wife, holding a toddler. For a moment Renita was silent looking at her ex-husband and that made her heart melos sad .. is? that is, he was shopping to pay attention to the needs of the children of his young wife, while he forgot that he had children of her.


"You have heart, Mas. You are willing to spend any money on that girl! while you forget your own son, where is your conscience?" he muttered Renita while staring nanar towards Azam who was several meters from where he stood.


Then Renita tries not to cry, she must not be fragile or lose to the situation! he has to be strong, tough and make Rendy happy instead of expecting attention from her father.


"Okay, I can't fall and I can't expect to be pitied!" Renita sighed deeply, then a few times ya exhale do not be very long again and again.


When Renita turned her head back towards Azam, it was just a coincidence that she glanced at Renita until the eyes met for a moment. But there was nothing they did that Renita finally let go, coincidentally what she was looking for had been obtained.


"Who is Mas?" sharon asked Azam when she saw Azam take his eyes off to one of the women he saw walking away and disappearing between the goods storefronts.


"Em .. that, she--"


"He's your ex-wife, huh? what's she shopping for?" Sharon looked towards her husband as well as the former woman.


"Let's not know! he answered Azam with a cold tone.


Sharon smiled cunningly which was hidden from Azam. "Look at me, who won this and got all of Mas Azam including his attention." Sharon monologues in heart.


"Mas ... when will we see a new home? I can't wait to see it and move there!" Sharon sulks to see her new home, which she says Azam has prepared for her.


"Yes later, be patient .. later also when it is ready. I'm taking you there! later we move immediately." he replied Azam while pushing a grocery trolley.


"Yes but when? I can't wait to see and move in, right at Mom's! we can't love our assistant .. People don't have a room." Sharon continued to sulk.


"Yes, I am patient!" Azam's Mumbles.


Sharon walked after Azam's steps. "no way I want to go there today."


Azam stopped his steps while glancing at Sharon! but he did not speak.


Looking at the cold-looking husband, Sharon felt annoyed. "Was ya .. if you don't invite me today also see the house .. I won't give you your rations tonight, bodo very willing to stand all night kek! wanna hurt all night cake! I don't care."


"Ck, Iya-iya .. later after our shopping there! don't be like a child. Smile dong and tonight I'll ask for a few rounds!"


"Nah ..gitu dong, I'm more in love with you. And if that's the case .. don't be afraid! I must have given her, I love you baby!" cuph, Sharon kisses Azam's right and left cheeks.


Azam's lips turned to the side, forming an expanding smile.


As promised by Azam, Azam immediately took Sharon to a housing estate. The shiny black car went into an alley guarded by security or security there.


"Where is the house?" Sharon turned away and looked around for her new home.


"This is ...His house is purple white paint!" Azam headed for a minimalist 2nd floor house with a combination of purple and white paint.


"Wawh .. That, is so beautiful. I like it so much .. I love it, I haven't seen it in it yet I've fallen in love, what room is it?" Sharon was so excited to look towards the house Azam was pointing at.


And now Azam's car is already in the yard of the house.


"The room .. there are 5 rooms, 2 children, 1 main room. Guest 1 and maid room 1, and .. I think that's enough." Azam replied as he took his eyes off to the house.


Sharon, who was holding the sleep-looking Deris, did not prevent her from kissing her husband's cheek as a sign of gratitude.


"Thank you so much my dear ... thank you so much .. I love you!" cuph, cuph kiss back and forth he gave Azam.


And Azam even nyosor kissed Sharon's lips lustfully, perhaps if there was no Deris in the lap of the wife. So must have asked for rations there too, happened to be on. Too bad, there was Deris in Sharon's lap so Azam couldn't do more.


Then they got out of the car! entering the house which is the key Azam has asked from security earlier.


The house is 80% complete. So Sharon put her son to bed in the master bedroom! while she looked around every other room with her husband as her hands twitched.


"Darling! I really like the house ... its contents as well, thank you my love. Ach love you, love you! muahc-muahc." Sharon kissed her husband several times.


Making Azam increasingly impervious, so he wanted to let go of his passion at that moment as his wife said politely on the top floor, and he immediately made fun of Sharon there.


Sharon giggles with a laughable husband touch. And throw away everything that was attached to his body.


The first time to come to the new house just held a delicious ritual, the other new house was in prayer, prayer. This is a special ritual.


Both of them enjoyed their personal rituals very much, not caring about the cry of the child who had just woken up! his voice was heard from inside the main room which happened to be closed. So it's a confused kid to get out.


But their activities even more heated up so that the sweat of the two was pouring out as if exchanging like a sweat bath.


Where outside the spatter adds to the sahdu who is holding this special ritual.


Azam's body fell on Sharon's chest, feeling her tired out of the struggle that no one won or lost. So that the second breath was bored and understood to run a marathon ....


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