Married Hot Duda
74

Turns out, Nucafe closed more this afternoon. When Nanda got there, it was seen Tio had gone to his bike and waved at Nanda who just got off the bike.

"Where are you going?" nanda asked Tasya who followed her into the cafe.

"You are .. Copy first." Tasya's head peered into the cafe, then his eyes winked flirtatiously. "You see the priest."

Nanda hit Tasya on the head with the bag he was wearing, until Tasya backed off and rubbed his head. Nanda ignored Tasya's complaint mixed with resentment.

"Prospective perpetrators of household temen must be kept away!" Nanda swerving. "Go back!"

"Yes well, Nda .. bekanda doang times." Tasya scowled, welding made-up. He is again in economical fashion because his money runs out to make a job application letter. Deketin Nanda to get free coffee at this cafe. "That's a lot of your response."

"Can it be a joke now doang, tomorrow-tomorrow so true, right? I must be vigilant as the rich light talk ...." Nanda sneered at Tasya while pushing Tasya's body back. "Go back!"

"Yes, Tests ... dikit doang! Just look outside." Tasya damned the steps, even ready to turn around. "Brand coffee cake, drink cake .. aus nih."

"Nothing is!" Tasya was pushed by Nanda towards the motor. "Go home, just a little more testing! We don't have time between people not obviously rich you, after all the cafe is closed! I didn't get any guests, the glass was washed. The coffee machine is dead too."

Nuga sees Nanda who is still playing the rich push of the child from behind the table left by Tio. He makes coffee for himself while waiting for Nanda to come home.

Knowing that, Nuga immediately came out and cleared his throat so that the two little children stopped fighting.

"Mr Nuga ...." Tasya immediately nodded quickly. After all, there was a marriage between them because of his services as well. So if Nuga does not remember at that time, Tasya determined to make the same calculation as Nuga. 1,2,3,4,5 .. and beyond.

Tasya quickly pushed Nanda who blocked his steps without any significant difficulty, so that he could reach Nuga first.

"Pak—"

"Heh—" Nanda soaked in fury and ran to stuff Tasya's brazen mouth. Beware Tes .. one word, out of his mouth those illicit words, broke up their friendship all this time.

"Sir, Nanda is possessed, sir." Tasya hid behind Nuga's body. While Nanda stood in front of Nuga with both hands stretched out in case Tasya ran away.

"Because of you, Anj***, Bang***!" Nanda growled with annoyance as Tasya moved away and she had to get close to Nuga who kept staring at Nanda with her arms crossed.

"Kan, Sir... Nanda's gone, she's got a demon hangar, sir! The owner is handsome, his eyebrows are straight and thick, his chin is slippery not rich Mr. yawokan, his skin is pure white rich korean actor!" Tasya fishing. "Nanda naughty, sir!"

"Lo's mouth is guarded, anj—what the heck, Bang ...."

Nanda did not finish cursing because Nuga had caught both Nanda's shoulders with his stocky arms.

"Nr ...." Nanda looked up with eyes that slowly soured the annoyance. He gasped in fear as he sensed Nuga was looking at him sharply.

"Go home now, Bag!" nuga's orders to Tasya who immediately curled up left them both. Nuga's voice, which was similar to the platoon commander's voice, clearly stated that Nuga was angry.

In Tasya's heart chuckled. Tomorrow really use your wheelchair, Ndes. Happy baby making, Ndes!

Tasya drove the motor like a flushed propeller. From the rearview mirror, it is seen that Nuga is dragging Nanda inside and covering the glass protective blinds. Once again, Tasya chuckled happily.

"How many times have you cursed?" Nuga drops Nanda on the long sofa that Nanda used to use if hanging out here with Tasya or the others. Not a visitor chair, only this chair is used by Nuga to entertain friends or students who are mentoring.

"Non purpose, Om! I'm more emotional, Tasya's luring continues. So let go of the curse!"

"Women don't deserve that rich dirty talk! Keep attitude! You are the woman who will educate the child later, who first taught your child to talk, which became your children's first school!" Nuga gripped Nanda's jaw until Nanda's lips conicaled. "Once again I hear you curse, I'll pigtail with rubber tires, let kapok or in duct tape all you can't talk!"

Nuga released his hand which was actually not painful when gripping earlier. Even he was anxious at Nanda's tiny lips. Nanda clucked and scowled in annoyance.

"Tasya is a slanderer, Om! Yes, when I do not martial arts, anyways the word is usually spoken by children our age. It's just the right fit, if you don't!" Nanda fixed his jaw which felt a little shifted.

"Om don't you see that tiktik kid likes to say that? They are b, right? Even the effect is rich it is common that the words are spoken!" Nanda stood up to get a drink.

Completely he was upset, but yes, he was wrong because Nuga had reminded many times to keep talking. But his name is release, how?

Nuga looked at Nanda with an anxious look in his eyes, moreover Nanda continued to refute his words for many reasons.

"Om shouldn't be as rigid as those words. Student Om must also be a lot of that .. anyways that's just how I curse it. Not the other rich."

Nanda breathed, turning away. He knew Nuga was annoyed at him, but why the hell, the old man was irritable? Sensitive once rich ass baby.

"OK, fine!" Nanda finally relented, even though he did not accept it. He pointed his two fingers to one side of the ear, as a proof of solemnity. "I'm wrong, and I won't curse again! Sorry!"

Nuga was relieved at last after Nanda looked serious with her own promise. The man intended to return to the sofa earlier to enjoy the coffee that had begun to cool.

Nanda breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around to hide her rancid smile. Nanda muttered very softly. "If not release."

Unfortunately, Nuga still heard that and immediately grabbed Nanda's hand and kissed the brash woman.

Their gazes met, and Nuga immediately deepened his kiss until Nanda's eyes closed, enduring the pain Nuga took on him.

"Jeez ... how rude!" Nanda. Strange waves crept all over Nanda's body, she rippled violently especially as Nuga began to tighten her waist. The hard object touched Nanda's stomach. In his heart Nanda complained, which had not been lost last night, was to be added again.

Say Nuga has an abnormality, but it is triggered by Nanda's response which is too innocent and very adorable. Who told Nanda to have a crazy body shape? Nuga just did not expect, the little girl who 20 years ago carried him, kissed him, will now even be the mother of his children. Which is enjoyed in an amazing way.

"Om, stop!" Nanda sighed softly, his voice hoarse and disjointed. He knew, Nuga would not stop if he treated him seintens and seintim. So he pushed Nuga's chest slowly.

Nuga took off his kiss, then looked at Nanda questioningly. A little upset because he started to get drunk and fall asleep.

"Don't be here, Om! I have goosebumps .. Fear magrib-magrib there is a demon passing by. How will it not be able to escape? You embarrassed?"

Nuga snorts at Nanda's sometimes-proven silly remarks. Immediately Nanda's hand was taken away from the cafe. Nuga drove off his car impatiently to get home. Really, he can't take it anymore.

As soon as he got home, Nuga was still dragging Nanda into the house. However, as soon as he stepped on the first rung to the second floor, a loud and carefree voice called out to Nanda.

"Nda ...."

Nanda turned his head, and immediately the story saw Bu Hapsari, Nur, Cica, and Hima sitting in the middle room puddling a baking sheet and a bowl full of fruit salad.

Nanda let go and ran small towards them. "When did Hima arrive?"

The little boy immediately thrust into Nanda's embrace. "Jam 4 earlier, take the train, Nda."

"Come, Nda we eat the same fruit cake first. It was sent to Mey's mother." Ms. Hapsari immediately handed out a small plate and bowl filled with a piece of red velvet cake and fresh fruit salad.

"Hima wants to tell the story how fun it is to play in Nur village." The woman continued. It doesn't look like he doesn't love Hima. He seemed to miss Hima.

Nanda looked at Hima with a gentle smile. He was grateful because his grandmother loved Hima, the rest of the grandfather who only needed to be persuaded a little by him. Perhaps this was just a piece of Nuga's winding life before returning close and tight.

On the other hand, for the first time, Nuga was incredible about Hima and her mother. Honey, he couldn't do anything to denounce the two of them.

"Not to the mosque, Ga?" the voice of Pak Puji broke Nuga's annoyance. The man sighed before turning his head towards his father.

"It's too late, sir. Today I pray at home." Nuga stepped into the room with lazy steps, a grim face, and a lackluster Dark Choco.

Pak Puji chuckled at the sight of his son. From the time Nuga arrived, he knew what his son was going to do, but he did not want to help either. It was even nice to see Nuga helplessly so.

"Why do I have to take it home first, anyway, just now?" chirps Pak Puji. "The cafe's closed, why don't you stop by the hotel first? Don't you know if Hima's home?"

Nuga paused for a moment thinking about his father's words. Before regretting his decision. Nanda simply did not want to be in a place that was too large and usually occupied by many people. She must be embarrassed, but she probably wouldn't mind going to the hotel.

Ah, Nuga's brain sucks!

He glanced at the father with a cold and annoyed look. "What did you say, anyway?"

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