Young Master's Small Wife
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One by one the invited guests began to leave the event because it was finished. All but Fitri and Keisya's two best friends left with her husband, if both of their parents were clearly there.

"Grain is a handsome Mas Vino, I didn't realize he was coming. Wihh Fitri lo lucky for your wedding was attended by the famous CEO in this city," said Gita while amazed because she just realized that Vino was present, now he was again talking to Sita's parents and also Reyhan right in front of the three of them. Ordinary, business matters. Anyway wherever and whenever always the number one job, maybe it's Vino motto, but still the most important wife and family.

"Lebay lo swear, I'm ashamed to know you have a friend like lo," Lena's sergeant who is fed up with Gita's behavior that he thinks is excessive.

"Say you're surprised too, right?" gita protests are against dislike.

"No, it's ordinary. I'm not lebay like you. I saw Mr. Vino standing over there with his wife, "Lena put his shoulder down, not too keen to talk about it.

"So pretentious not to care, honestly," Gita who still does not want to lose. Lena flicked her hand, no longer willing to serve this one boy.

"You're not coming home?" asked Sita who suddenly joined the pulpit in the third place of her best friend who was sitting with a gibbah on the front sofa.

"Nose the story?" sahut Lena who felt Sita sentence hurt her bile.

"Can't the magic? I'm fine Len," Sita snorted in annoyance.

"That's the same name as ngusir," chirped Gita follow manas manasin. Sita shook her head slowly, memorized their behavior so no wonder anymore.

Keisya across a four-meter distance watching the interaction between Fitri and his other best friend makes him hesitate to approach fear disturbing.

"It's over?" keisya asked Vino who was seen walking with a knotty smile towards him. Let Vino give a brief to answer the wife's question. His sturdy hand moved to gently rub Keisya's stomach that had been bulging, just wait for the birth. The owner just chuckled softly to get such treatment.

"You going home now?" ask Vino because it is also very quiet here only the remaining family of the bride and groom are there and WO and some of their employees who are busy removing the decorations installed in the room. Reyhan's own parents who asked to take off everything if the show was finished so as not to get tired of back and forth his WO is kasian.

"So anyway want to talk a little bit with Kak Fitri but I think busy with his friends so we samperin Mother same father first, partan." Keisya pulled Vino's burly arm into the kitchen to meet his mother, he was talking to Mama from Reyhan alias besiannya.

"Mother, Keisya and Kak Vino want to go back first," Keisya stopped the gossiping actions of these two middle-aged women. Both of them immediately shifted their attention to the source of the sound.

"Then, kid, don't eat first?" ask Gea.

"No Mah, Kak Vino still has business so must quickly return to the Office," Keisya replied kindly.

"Bather where's Buk?" Keisya turned to look at Erna who daritadi just listened.

"In the guest room, you rest again" replied Erna, Keisya ooh ria.

"It's as soon as we step down."

"Key, where are you going?" Fitri stood up to Keisya who was about to step out.

"Totally cute to go home? No two-day cake here."

"Hmm tomorrow anyway, you must be busy tonight, after all" Keisya rolled his eyes, Fitri's cheeks flushed like tomatoes because it seemed like his brain caught what his sister said. He's no longer innocent.

"Hey your brain needs to be washed, where's my brother who used to be innocent hmm?" Fitri nailed Keisya's ear.

"Yes, I'm sorry, brother, kidding," Keisya clenched his palms together.

"Yes be careful."

It took 30 minutes to get home from the event location because it was a little far away.

After going through a boring journey without realizing they have entered the complex area where they live. Keisya got out of his own car because Vino was going again to the Office, there was a sudden affair.

"Stay straight, do not go out or wander with shopping reasons or whatever it is, if you want to eat ask Bik Silvi who anterin to the room so no need to go up and down the stairs. Later if the business is done I will go home as soon as possible, inget do not get out even from the door," said Vino advised from the car.

"Yes, that's very nice. Anyway I go where to try this afternoon where the heat is really hot again" said Keisya.

"Yes already there enter, here is also hot later your skin is burnt." Keisya immediately obeyed what the husband said, without waiting for a long time he breezed away to enter the house.

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"Remain lo here? Out there!" ketus Reyhan who found Sita was sleeping in his room with Fitri beside him. Sita rolled her eyes lazily, then looked lekay at her brother's face.

"May I sleep here, one night aja ehh not three nights, may ya," Sita masang face weld it.

"There's nothing left, the game came out I want to take a shower," Reyhan pulled the back collar of Sita's shirt to get off his soft bed.

"Yes, I don't have to take out everything," Sita brushed Reyhan's hand.

"Eh later if again the first night the sound of the melanin is bit so as not to disturb me to sleep let alone our next room," said Sita coupled with her typical laughter. Reyhan was ready to take a swing to clot Sita's mouth with a slipper that he currently wears, knowing he was in danger Sita immediately darted away and locked the door of his room.

"O Lord, what sin have I committed that you brought the incarnation as my sister" Reyhan said, shaking his head in a dizzy manner.

"Do you want to take a shower or take a shower?" spontaneous questions from Reyhan make Fitri cheeks meet red, this one person if you like blak blakan.

"Basic pervert."

"Still mending same bawdy own wife rather than bawdy same wife neighbor." A spoiled tremor landed on Reyhan's arm making him complain of pain.

"No need to make it up, hunt there shower," Fitri's reflex encourages Reyhan's body to enter the bathroom.

"Can't wait to unbox with me?" goda Reyhan's.

"Heh his mouth can not be filtered, I want to sump using ******neighbor."

"Kiss is okay, sincerely born inner me mah."

"When is this shower like this?"

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...I can't say anything else, the story this time is very boring. Sorry the author ran out of this idea😭. The same reason is 'task' . Sorry to confide in you....