You're Doubling Me for a Widow.

Morotin

However Azam was confused by the existing billing, not yet this expenditure was everyday! weekly, monthly make dizzy head.

Whereas in the past when married with Renita was never like this, just a monthly money transfer alone never thought of this shopping it. Everything is quite handled by Renata with the best and without complaining or saying lack of money.

But now even the opposite, he himself who has to take care of everything makes dizzy and it feels like he wants to break this head.

"Ha ... long I can die standing, if you can not handle finances," again Azam with a high voice accompanied by a snatch.

Makes Sharon flinch. Together with the nervousness that had just felt silent, suddenly there was another sound of Azam who was like lightning striking.

Sharon fell silent as if thinking of brainwashing, so that she got a card as a means of payment.

Sharon slowly approached and gently touched Azam's shoulder from the side.

"Mas, I must be tired. I'm a pijitin, right?" Sharon moved her fingers to massage Azam's shoulders, which Sharon had previously climbed onto the bed. Kneeling right behind Azam's back.

Sharon thought that Azam would be devastated by his good attitude. But it turns out that not according to expectations, Azam suddenly moved and threw both hands Sharon who massaged his shoulders.

So that Sharon lost her balance falling backward, Blak.

"I didn't ask you to massage me," and Azam passed into the bathroom.

Sharon raised her body which was momentarily silent and surprised, Azam was still angry and could not be persuaded by the massage.

Her eyes were dizzy looking for Azam's wallet, because all the cards must be in there and Sharon wanted to get one of the cards if she knew her pin! let alone the card the wallet does not exist.

"Oh yeah, his wallet must be in his trouser pocket that was worn just now, where are his pants? yeah ... taken to the bathroom, damn it! I had to extra melt her heart, broke the cake can't pay, Terse .. rah, the important thing is I can be happy myself." Sharon gave a sly smile and turned her head to the bathroom door where the sound of water flowing from inside.

Sharon hurriedly positioned herself lying on her side on the bed. With an innocent self, without a thread to tempt Azam who was angry and hoped to melt, his anger melted. No matter the cupboard on the floor. The important thing is to take care of Azam first.

Blake ....

The bathroom door was open, Azam came out, carrying his trousers that he had just worn. The trousers hung in place and were subjected to Sharon's sight.

When not looking at the bed yet, Azam relaxed and looked calm! but when his eyes found something plain. His body stiffened and was cold hot. And ... couldn't help himself he directly attacked savagely.

Sharon's lips riveted triumphantly and felt that what she was doing would not be in vain, if she would get the means of payment again as before.

After satisfied swaying dangdutan. Immediately Azam stopped him and dropped his body beside Sharon who immediately hugged with a face that published a smile.

"I know what makes your mind tick, you want that card, right? even if you hold it again, you'll never be able to use it, hem!" Azam pursed his lips as if he knew and could read Sharon's mind at this moment.

Deghs.

How could Azam read Sharon's mind about the card, all the cards he held were all changed passwords.

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The next day. Sharon was waiting for her lover at a Cafe, with a head that was dizzy feeling restless and anxious anyway her man did not appear as well.

"Hi baby .. has been waiting for a long time?" suddenly after that came from behind Sharon and kissed her forehead. Then he sat facing each other.

"Baby, pay first the bill. I don't have any money!" Sharon glanced at her man.

"What, I don't have a baby wallet. You also have a wallet!" the man's forehead shriveled.

"Why is every street, you never carry a wallet? and no need to bring a wallet that matters the money." Sharon said as she stared in wonder, she did not become a matter of tilapia she herself was a money merchant or a means of payment and the problem was now that she did not have the tool.

"You usually pay, even if I want to pay. Now I really don't bring any money!" the man replied with a annoyed tone.

Where ashamed there is a cafe waitress waiting for payment.

"I don't care if I have money and other means of payment. This I don't have and my card has been confiscated by the person who has it, and .. Even if I can take the card, the pin has been replaced. Obviously I can't use it anymore!" he said the advice clearly.

"What if you don't hold that card anymore?" investigate the man with a curious look, and if so. What more can one expect from a woman like Sharon?

Sharon shook her head and said. "Yes, because of the inflated bill. Not according to her expectations ..so my card was confiscated and her password was replaced, so now I do not use the card anymore and the money she loves only as necessary!" sharon said in a soft voice.

"Keep how dong .. we walk tuh need money, while I do not bring money. How has it not been paid yet?" holding his head strongly indicates that he is confused. "Ck!"

The cafe waiter who had been standing earlier observed the chatter from Sharon and her man finally gathered the courage to ask. "Where are you, man? Ma'am, pay by credit card. Cash or what?"

Sharon and her man exchanged looks. As the two get more confused, Sharon hopes that her man can do something to pay for what they've eaten and drank at the place.

The name of the man did nothing significant he just kept quiet and settled towards Sharon, as if he had no initiative of his own to do anything.

"Rrghhh .. lama," she muttered Sharon. "Sir, if he doesn't pay. Just hold it! tell me to wash it or what cake! looks so cool!" Sharon immediately walked out leaving the man behind.

"Hi ... How do I leave me?" the man wanted to catch up with Sharon, the cafe waiter's hand reaching for her.

"Eeh, Mas .. Where are you going? pay to play away just think this is when your ancestors!" said the cafe waiter.

Want to not want, finally the man took his money out of the pocket of the deepest pants.

"That dong, Mas .. is very difficult from earlier! the guy don't be stingy ... who will be left behind!" said the mbak again with his trenchant tone.

The man ran after Sharon who was already outside.

"Wait?" call the man 0ada Sharon. "I asked us to break up!"

Sharon turned her head and stopped her steps staring intently at the man. "Basar guy kere. Who wants to go with a guy like you? the look you're relying on. While there's no money, there's a morotin of me!"

"Oyeah, good then. I also do not want to go along with ema-ema who do not money-"

"Yes, because you're a guy matre! I'm sorry I know you, brondong kere!" Sharon rode on her motorbike, leaving the man grumbling.

"I think so .. I have nothing to lose. Separate with you." Sharon murmured as she drove the bike ....

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