Young Money's

Part 3

"Dear to ice?" ask Bimo while waiting in line.

"Ouch! Ma'am! How anyway! Don't be tacky! Just be ashamed!" nagging a middle-aged woman who scolded her ART.

Bimo and Andin were quite stuck. Andin's the most choked. His mind went straight everywhere, there was concern that Bimo and his family might treat him as well.

"Mas, was I like that too?" ask Andin who did not take his eyes off the ART earlier who started away.

"Hus! What are you talking about?! No.." replied Bimo trying to dismiss his wife's strange thoughts.

Andin just kept quiet, then looked down and wiped her tears quickly even though her husband had seen her.

"I'm obviously at home." said Bimo then hugged Andin and peeked at his forehead.

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But unfortunately when he arrived at the house Andin immediately busy cooking with bu Alin and Silvia. Although Miss Alin and Silvia just watch, while Andin who do all help ART at home.

Bimo really felt even more unwell when he saw Andin who was still cooking, even though he was sad and angry like this. Until the time of eating together Andin was still serving bu Alin and Silvia, as well as himself who participated in eating together.

"So, it's less salty." Silvia told Andin.

"Oh yes, a moment." replied Andin who immediately woke up and took salt for Silvia.

"Andin, take your mama for a cold drink, son.." Pinta ma'am Alin.

"I'm iced tea, sister.." Pinta Silvia again.

"Yes." answered Andin and complied with all the requests of his brother-in-law and father-in-law.

Arriving at the dinner table, Andin still poured water into the glass that belonged to her empty husband. Then he sat down again, but not long before he sat Silvia shaking his hand.

"Sir andin, I don't like her perfume Andin's sister." said silvia while stroking her stomach with her face that resists nausea.

"Sir Andin what's the perfume?" cut off Silvia who was still shaking her hand.

"Ah, I changed my clothes first if that.." said Andin with a smile after smelling his body odor.

Bimo only sighed at the way his sister chased his wife away with such subtlety not to eat at the same table as him. But Bimo trying to positive thinking, maybe indeed the sense of smell of pregnant women like Silvia is sensitive.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" asked Alin when he saw Bimo who followed Andin to the room.

"Wait for Andin." replied Bimo briefly.

Silvia felt a little awkward hearing her brother who was concerned about Andin. A hint of resentment, anger and envy began to grow in Silvia's heart when she knew her cold sister had changed.

"Am I that coward yeah." muttered Andin who kissed his armpits several times.

"Andin.." said Bimo who immediately lunged at his wife and hugged her tightly, then****** her lips so lustfully.

"Emmm... Mas..." erang Andin who had overlapped Bimo.

"I'm sorry, I won't do that again... I love you... Don't be angry anymore." said Bimo spoiled while whining apologetically.

"L-yes... Next time do not repeat again ya.." said Andin gently while rubbing the cheek bimo gently.

"Yes, next time I won't... I'm sorry " said Bimo and kissed Andin's right hand.

Krieett... The sound of Bimo's bedroom door being opened. Silvia was seen standing there and quickly left before Bimo and Andin noticed.

"The door has not been closed, Mas." said Andin softly.

Bimo immediately woke up and closed the door of his room and locked it from the inside after hanging the words "don't distrub!" with heartfelt around it.

I want a divorce, Brother Bimo must also divorce! Silvia then entered into Kama