MY HUSBAND COOLS THE BUILDING
Basic B ****

Every day, one or two porters in Reyhan's and Felicia's house stand guard at night to secure the house. Every weekend, the Emperor, a twenty-three-year-old young man always gets a guard ration. Incidentally, last night he was on patrol at home, staying there.

"Who, huh, gini nights?" The emperor looked up from the balcony window on the second floor when he heard the thumping of the car brakes stopping in front of the house. A black Mercedes S-class with a police license plate ending in the initials RD, it is certain the car belongs to Reyhan Dirgantara.

Reyhan came out and opened the door for a girl. The girl was beautiful, cut her hair straight shoulder length. From the way to dress and dress is very fashionable, what else is supported by a slim and filled body in the buttocks. Body pear.

The Emperor simply stared at their arrival from the second floor with a flat gaze. No longer surprised as the first time they came, Reyhan had several times invited the girl to come to his house and even make love there.

"Hows it? I've asked them to fill the fishpond at your request." Reyhan took the beautiful girl into the house. As the owners of Reyhan's house and Felicia's own keys. They don't have to bang on the fence to get inside.

"Well, thank you, Rey. Brother is the best." he said spoiled while swaying in Reyhan's arm.

"The interior is also ordered according to your wishes, Fiona. Then look, I also got rid of Felicia's chosen curtains and replaced them with your favorite lilac color." Reyhan stroked Fiona's chin gently and affectionately. They are like a couple in general. Reyhan complied with all of Fiona's requests, rather than Felicia's request, who was his future wife.

"But what's the function of replacing all the interiors and adding a pool if Kak Rey will marry Kak Cia and not Fiona?!" Fiona pursed her lips, still with her sweet face, she sulked at Reyhan.

"Please, Fio, I'll decide Felicia and marry you soon." Reyhan kisses Fiona's cheek and then moves on to****** her red lips.

From the second floor, the Emperor could only shake his head when he heard the talk. Honestly, he felt a little annoyed by Reyhan's attitude of having an affair with his own sister-in-law behind Felicia. Well ... but it is not the realm of the Emperor to interfere in the affairs of the owner of the house. He's just a building clerk who works every Monday through Saturday and looks for an extra bonus by keeping watch on Friday nights.

The emperor was increasingly upset when the sighs of the two lovebirds were heard all the way to the second floor. They shamelessly made love on the sofa without caring about the Emperor who happened to be guarding the house tonight.

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And the next day, Felicia came to check on the house. The girl had no idea that last night her fiance spent a hot and passionate time with another woman.

[Pity.] The inner Emperor saw Felicia busy talking to her best friend, who was somehow so flirtatious. As Felicia glanced at him subconsciously the gazes the two of them met. The Emperor's eyes traced Felicia, from head to toe.

Long curly hair, pigtailed ponytail back with regular hair pigtails. Her hair is quite a lot and makes Felicia's neckline look sexy. Her face was not ugly, but it was also not pretty, probably because it was hidden behind those thick glasses. His body is as tall as 165 cm, complete with two large protrusions behind a black v-neck T-shirt. His round and crazy butt is also not too visible behind long jeans. And most laughably, the girl was still wearing a slop serandal from the hospital where she worked.

[When compared to women last night they were indeed much different.] The Emperor rubbed his sweaty face from being tired.

Felicia left her house shortly. The Emperor stared at Felicia's back before the girl disappeared into the bright red car.

[Did I just tell you? Tear it up is none of my business,] Inner Emperor.

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