Married On Agreement
(Season 3) 132. Wait for my revenge
"Awhile, sir. I'm looking in the book ...."
Rio fell silent and waited for a response from behind the phone. After a few seconds, the woman spoke again.
"Order on behalf of Rio Pratama, sir."
"What did you say? I'm Rio Pratama! I didn't order the flowers!" rio's objection was unacceptable.
"I don't know, but here's Rio Pratama, sir."
"Do you remember the face of the person who ordered it? Tell me."
"Last noon there were a lot of visitors, I don't really remember."
Rio was silent for a moment, he thought about how he could figure out who that person was.
"What did he pay for? If you use a debit card, can you check the name? I want to know."
"Well, wait a minute, sir."
Rio was again waiting for the woman who was currently searching for information for him. After a few minutes, the woman spoke again.
"He paid cash, sir. There is no proof of payment by debit card."
This man's intentions, claiming to be me. Who exactly? How insolent.
"Can you wait a minute?" ask the woman again.
"What do you mean?"
"I asked my employees first, who knows who remembers. I'll call again."
"okay." Rio's turning off the phone. She felt that Wulan's embrace had stretched, the woman was so fetid with her head resting on her husband's chest.
"German ...." Rio pulled Wulan's body, it turned out that the woman was asleep. "Look off," he lamented.
Rio raised Wulan's body, laying it down slowly on the mattress. He also pulled the blanket over his wife's chest.
"When you're pregnant, it's easy for you to fall asleep Wulan. But if nights like waking up." Rio hand caressed his wife's cheek and kissed her softly.
Cup~
"I'm sorry, sometimes I scare you."
Before long Rio's phone rang again, the call from the flower shop owner earlier.
"Hello, how's Ma'am?" ask Rio.
"I've asked my employees, please talk to him." It was as if she was handing over her phone to someone else. And sure enough, this time a man's voice sounded.
"Hello, sir."
"Yes, mention his characteristics," Rio said.
"Men dressed neatly, wearing a suit like an office job. He's like a rich man, too, sir."
"How much is it?"
"It's old, yeah probably about 50 years old."
The deg!
Rio snorted in annoyance, he knew very well who the person who approached with the traits that the man mentioned.
This must be Papah's job! What does it mean try? Watch out, yeah! Wait revenge!
For Rio, Mawan is really very intent to work on him so that Wulan and himself fight. Especially to pay interest with cash. After Rio, Mawan never hold cash. At least two hundred or five hundred thousand.
Judging from the bouquet of flowers only, the price is quite fantastic. It won't get a million, two million. Rio decided to take revenge on father. Because if you just ask about the point, Mawan will definitely reason.
"Enough. Eemm .. I want to order five bouquets of flowers like this one afternoon. With his five greeting cards as well" Rio said.
"Good, Sir. Tomorrow the flowers I'll send."
After turning off the phone, Rio re-typed on his phone screen. Plan something for Mawan.
"Huh, done! Just wait for Papah's reaction later," he said with a sly smile.
Crutch-crutch.
Worms on his stomach began to protest, Rio also just realized that on the table near the bed there is a dinner menu. Two rice plates, a plate of rendang and a plate of parchment. Just his favorite food.
Just looking at the scenery alone, the food was like delicious and appetizing. Without lingering, Rio took out a plate of rice in his hand. Put rendang and also three parchments on it.
Just one bribe and then chewed, it tastes really good. Even better cooking Aunt maid in her house.
"Well! It's delicious, who's cooking about it? Dad or Wulan?" ask him to yourself.
"I, Mas," replied Wulan suddenly who was able to make Rio turn his head. The woman pulled her body to sit down. "Why is Rio eating it alone?" ask him lethargicly. He originally asked to be invited to eat together.
"You weren't asleep? How's awake?"
"Yes, I'm hungry, Mom." Wulan held onto her stomach, she stared at the food on Rio's plate. But the man instead gave him a plate of rice that had not been touched, put some of his side dishes also on top. Then, give it to Wulan.
"Here, we can eat together."
Wulan shook her head, she wanted to eat from the food that was on Rio's plate. But apparently, her husband did not understand.
"Why not? Said hungry? It's so good, you're good at making it."
"I want to ...." It felt hesitant to talk, Wulan was not good at asking for the food that Rio was eating.
Rio put that plate for Wulan on the table, he returned to feed himself. "Want what? You don't want to eat rice? Want what? I'll eat it later."
"I want to eat rice, Mas."
"So say no!" Rio again picked up the plate and gave it to Wulan. But again Wulan was silent. "It take! Why just shut up? He said he wanted rice?" tanyanya.
There was no answer coming out of Wulan's mouth, the man immediately put the plate on his thigh.
"Have eaten Wulan, why are you so dumb?"
I want to eat the rice and side dishes that Mas Rio ate, but I don't feel good saying so.
Wulan again stroked her stomach while looking at Rio who was eating his food until it ran out. And that one last spoon began to land on Rio's mouth, quickly Wulan held onto his arm. You dare to say, "Make me, Mum!"
"What?" Rio frowned.
"Here, Mas Rio's last mouthful, just for me." Wulan had already pointed at her gaping mouth, as if asking Rio to bribe her. Rio directly landed the spoon into his wife's mouth. Wulan chewed it with happiness and sparkling eyes. Rio became astonished at her, even though the rice and side dishes were on top of his thighs. But not touched at all.
"I'll go to the bathroom first, will you drink some milk? I'll make you pregnant milk," Rio bargained.
Wulan nodded in spirit. "Yes, Mum."
Seeing Rio already standing up and coming out of the room, Wulan followed behind him while carrying the leftovers, putting them on the shelf. And put dirty dishes on top of the westapel, all for washing.
"Lho .. Why are you doing the dishes? Did you eat that?" rio asked who had just come out of the bathroom, approaching his wife.
"I'm full, Mom." Wulan smiled with a lie.
"Whoof? What's full? Eating a spoon from me is said to be full. Fuck up! Bumil does like to be unclear!" Rio squeezed his wife's buttocks in anxiety, he clasped his wife's long unraveling hair, turning it on his next shoulder. Then, his lips began to peek at the nape of Wulan and suddenly the nafs* on his chest peaked. Inside his pants were stiff and felt tight.
"Eemm ... said Mas Rio to make milk for me?" asked Wulan hesitated
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