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Shela and Virza High Emotions

Parto was surprised by the noise in the kitchen, she was sure it was not the work of a cat. The shela.. It must be his wife who is ravaging the kitchen and its contents.

"Why La?" Parto approached the manyuning Shela while cutting the tempeh.

"Don't come here! I'm sprained on you!" Shela pointed a knife at Parto. Automatic Parto rewinds her steps. Swallowing saliva, a bit of horror because of this Shela.

"Hey.. Your knife was in the mirror first, so I can widow you." Parto approached, taking the knife from Shela's hand.

"Why are you?" Further.

"I don't know, anyway I'm in the same vein as you! You go to the workshop again!" Hardik Shela's. Parto sighed, following what his wife told him. But, when Parto turned around, she almost left the kitchen. Shela throws the pot on the floor. Instantly Parto was startled and looked back.

"Astaghfirullah's... Why else La?" Parto remained patient with her mistress.

"Are you not sensitive, right?? I was told to go straight away!! The more I sprain the same you!! Don't beat me, don't sleep with me!" Shela manyun. Her mood has been falling lately. But, today was the worst according to Parto.

"I cook, you sit down. You must be tired, right?" Trying to make Shela calm. Bulls do need the right matador so they can be tame!

"Do you not like my cooking? Tell me if I don't want to eat my cooking say!" Hedeeeeehs.

"Like... Why don't you like it, you sow poison there also I must eat. I don't want you tired, let me just hmmm?" Try wrapping one that you think is good for othor oeee!

Shela started to smile, especially when she felt Parto gently rub her hair. He's getting flowering.

"What do you want to do? This temple is really a lot of gini shape," Parto did not want to say the temple like a mutilation victim because the long pieces are short irregular. He knew that Shela would go berserk again if he said the temple was destroyed by his wife's actions.

"Fried!" Shela ketus's. Looking at the chair in the kitchen and pulling it near Parto, he sat near Parto who was adept if only fried tempeh.

"What else do you cook?" Parto crouched down in front of Shela. Looking with an adoring gaze, the blink of Shela's eyes made Parto anxious. He rubbed his wife's cheek gently.

"Not knowing,"

"What do you want to eat, I'll eat." Parto still remained patient with her Shelanya.

"I don't want to eat rice. I want sausage!" Parto tilted her head, somewhat confused this Shela kok so labile gini. Why is he, actually?

"Fried sausage? Grilled sausage? What sausage?" Parto stood up from her place.

"Your sausage is.." Shela smiled wickedly.

"Heeeeh" Parto smiled at his wife. He was directly connected to what Shela wanted.

Leaving this newlywed couple who are in their clothes, let us consider the sacred journey of Beni when going to buy spare parts for the needs of the workshop. On the way, his stomach continues to sound indicating if he needs food intake.

He pointed his bike at the nearest chicken noodle shop. Beni is not the picky type of food, whether she brushes. Like now, when he was in the chicken noodle shop, waiting for his order to be made he ate whatever was in front of him.

Two crackers, quail egg satay nearly three skewers ludes were chopped at the same time he. Good thing it can still hold itself up without scratching the table and can of crackers in front of it.

"Basic rag! That stomach can't be so patient huh?! Queue, be patient as a tuh!!" Jerk Virza girl who is sitting relaxed while enjoying her orange ice.

Beni was shocked, hah him again. Why must I meet him mulu anyway!!.

"The name is also laper, I'm in a hurry." Beni defended herself.

"Everybody here is also a laper! Not just you," Virza stared lazily at Beni who was sitting far away from where she was now.

Beni is approaching Virza. This is the man who provoked his emotions.

"You have a grudge what the hell am I? For my old lies, I said I was wrong, I'm sorry. You also play with me, I take it as a way you forgive me. Instead of a loud storm every time I meet I just mending us aja, how?" Beni smiles peculiarly at him.

"Ora sudi!" Answer Virza haughtily.

"You don't want to be my friend, you want to be your girlfriend? Or your husband?" Beni can always make others upset if arguing with him.

"Don't hope!" Virza still remembers the incident where he was very confident in Beni who claimed to have married it, to the extent of advising Beni not to go out often at night, wandering or hanging out with his friends because surely his pregnant wife needs his attention. And it turns out that it was all just Beni's shit.

"I still remember, you desperately held me accountable. Yesterday I refused because I just broke up from my ex, left to work in the city. Keep having problems with other ex. huufft I'm dizzy, where you come suddenly ask dika_winin again." Beni confides in the driver.

"If I am ready now.. What do you want to date first, get married? I'm fucking come on!" This is really one person.

"You're so pretentious to be a person huh? Show off this ex and that, so good-looking to be a man! And sorry I am not interested in being a myopic woman who is desperate because you want to be my partner! Go back to your bike, make fun! We don't fit in!!" Virza growling.

Beni took orders for his chicken noodles. Shamelessly eating next to Virza, people have really no need for imaging!

"Racus!" Said Virza looking at how to eat Beni who did not care about the heat of the noodles he ate.

"Aka ci? Your camu tal huapin?" Language of planet Namex! #What the hell? You want to not be ready?

"I swear, I'm beginning to cross your appetite! Ma'am.. mine's wrapped!" Virza stood up from where he sat.

"The appetite for food but the other appetite increases, right?" Beni smiled mockingly.

So upset, Virza poured a bowl of sambal into Beni chicken noodles. Beni must be shocked. This is a really big storm!

"Why are you? I haven't finished eating yet??" Beni stood up because he was upset that his food was now soaked with sambal one full bowl.

"See I want to go home!" Virza wants to waltz away but is held back by Beni who stands firmly in front of him.

"I'll let you go if you finish the noodles you mixed in!" Beni is no less fierce.

"Himble it! Don't let me eat your side!!" Virza is advancing closer to Beni's defiant mark.

"Be careful not to go any closer, I'm nothing.. Later if your front crashes mine, you insist again ask me for responsibility!" Beni laughed along with his regret Virza who was marked with his face red.