Sorry, For Your Wounds!
It makes a hanger

Diana's gloom, the 2.5 million rupiah on her hands won't be enough a month. The woman was standing in front of a rented tenement. It was far from her expectations, hoping to become a young mistress in the Sudibyo family. Even thrown far to the bottom of the ravine. What a shit his mind is upset.

"Mr?" the voice of a young man shocked Diana.

"yes?" diana answered ketus. Still can't adjust, as usual. Hoping to be OKB is a bum.

"You're contracted here too, huh?" the man asked kindly, without caring about Diana's jutek gaze.

"Yes, why ask? it's none of your business, is it? really, I'd love to sign here or not." The young man only shook his head hearing Diana's thickened answer.

"I'm Dawn, the son of the owner of this contract. My mother said someone wanted to contract, so I just happened to bring a suitcase." Obviously the dawn is long. Patience Fajar said.

Diana pias, means this man also knows, if he contracted there the results of bidding on the contract mother.

"Yes, I want to sign. Which is my contract, I cape to rest." Diana's tone of voice did not change, still taut and haughty. To be able to contract there, she had to sell a dramatic story about her baby's father.

"Let's go, I'll bring the suitcases if you want" Dawn smiled still friendly.

"No need, I can do it myself. Come on quick, let's go dumb." Oceh Diana makes Dawn can only stroke the chest.

"Yes, let's go." Invite the Dawn finally, rather than her tension to face the behavior of the pregnant woman.

"This is the door, blue. Coincidentally the purple color has been occupied by the widow next door." Clearly Dawn made Diana's eyes bully in offense.

"Please, this room. The kitchen there, if you want to cook there is a one-eye stove, enough if you own. Kitchen tools are also few, that mattress is yes." Dawn explains one by one what is in it.

Diana felt unsuitable, only that her finances were not supportive of asking for more.

"Yes, I understand. You can go, I want a break." Banish Diana did not know Thank you.

"Well excuse me, if there is a problem with water, report it to the house immediately. That house right in front of that alley, that two-story green house." Then Dawn immediately went from there, before her self actually had a stroke.

"Udah did not contract for a discount, he was like a rich man. Huhh" finally Fajar can take out his uneg-uneg. Though secretly cursing.

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"Ciee who wants to be a spell.the aura is different uiyyy!" Ledek Al on his brother-in-law and best friend.

"Could not be diem!" sentak Keenan's upset. He was nervous half-life but even in ledekin with likes ria.

"Are you groggy, haughty Mr Keenan, cold and flat? too bad, your image faded unnoticed today." Aldo chimed in on Al's lead, making Keenan even more upset.

"All of you, get out!" Banish Keenan ngegas.

Dean who just arrived at the door, almost kissed the door that was closed hard from the inside

"That's the guy why? not happy to be a manten, even so grangas that." Dean looked at Al, Aldo and Jevier with a probing look.

"Why is that so bad?" By Jevier sewot

"Al's? Aldo?" ask her to demand.

"Regular, want to be a new manten, nervous. In a little ledekin, straight up her ass." Aldo lightly.

"Mistake pills maybe" Timpal Al relaxed and then looked up at the door of the dressing room.

"Eh? horrifying him, nagging too apparently." Aldo giggled.

"You don't want to be accompanied? sure you want to live alone?" The full question of his cursed cousins made Keenan even more inflamed.

"Go no, flush the hard water!" Threaten Keenan from the inside. Make his curse friends out.

But the four men waited there, pulling up some chairs and sitting in front of Keenan's dressing room. It doesn't matter if their friend is angry in there.

They hope, his MUA can patiently face the candidate of the manten that one.

"Eh? it's mine, ck!" Dean sewot because of the cake he brought in Jevier's hand-drawn comot.

"Cake doang mah, under a lot of tuh." Jevier replied no less sewot.

"Mobile, very. Wonderful, the goddess who is like an angel is still at home courting kanebo like you" continued Aldo sneered.

"Sirik aja, accept the fact that love claps one hand" replied Dean on target.

Eventually the two men stared at each other fiercely.

"Udah Do, many women. Want to find a model? same consultation brother, later brother help nyari that fit the criteria." Said Al reassuring his second hot atmosphere, although not really serious. But deep down who knows.

" Broast is very good" said Aldo is still in maximum sewot mode.

"Who would want to be the middleman for that mate, Do?" Keyra came and dabbed her waist behind her husband.

"Eh? dear. Let's see Keenan, come on. Papa again accompanied them, this Dean same Aldo want to fight the wrestle of the Goddess. Let's go in, yuk!" The three men stared at the horror towards Al who was just squinting his eyes without sin.

"Basic handyman, fitnaaahhh!!" The three exclaimed from the outside when the couple was already inside.

Al rubbed his chest, relieved. But wait a minute, the flat gaze of the wife made her guts growl instantly. Al, who was laughing in front of his friends, looks small when with his wife.

"Dear to sit, your shoes are very high, definitely cape yes, take care of Keenan's wedding from last week. This kasian of my wife's, in the same mistreatment of her own brother." Almost Keenan was swallowed by the makeup artist's brush. Keenan swiped from behind the glass on his immoral brother-in-law, but who was glared at as innocent.

"Slanderer, lemes" hissed Keenan exasperated.

"Udah has not mas/mbak, this calls her how the hell" Keyra so sensi himself, understand the woman is in the period, her hormones are not being invited to joke.

"What aka mbak, just like it. The origin of the funan flows smoothly to far away" chirped the woman so-the incident.

"Rich of plumbing ads" Keyra cetus made the million dollar smile on the transvestite's face vanish instantly.

"Sadis very, very cool" he said in a waving style. Keenan and Al shudder in horror.

"Udah, perfecto..!" The other Wanitapria. "This former clay directly pangling, thankfulness is not until stroke or kidney failure." Keenan stared at the sissy's horror through the glass.

"Handering bambang tamvan" his grin raised two fingers. "his fierce sister's grandfather made a hanger" he murmured again.

"Come brother, under it's getting hot. Later Rumi's makeup faded," Omel Keyra has exceeded the mother.

"Feel rich in madarin mother, kalo gini" grumbled Keenan nelangsa. Al could only gently pat the manten candidate's shoulder. As if to say, be patient, I am able to face it every day.