Husband, Honey Mouth Poison
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Michel could not believe the person inside the room was Raisya. His eyes fixed on the woman fearing that what he saw was wrong.

"Michel.. Have you chosen yet?" Siska patted Michel's thigh still gawking.

"Eh. iy yes.. " Michel answered stammeringly.

"I am this mbak!" Michel chose the origin of the clothes he wanted to buy. From the beginning, Michel was less interested in buying if not because of the insistence of his friends.

"Yes. okay. So there's five pieces in total, right?" The shopkeeper rechecked the purchases from his friends Michel.

"Yes, ma'am." Siska replied enthusiastically.

"OKAY. A total of 380 members have been cut. This is your member card." The waiter gave 2 member cards, one belonging to Michel and one belonging to his friend.

"Please get paid at the cashier!" The waiter directed to the cashier.

"Let me pay for everything!" Michel stood up.

"Well.. Is it really Chell?" Two of his friends went straight to Michel.

"Yes. I don't have any cash, just a card. Counting introductions as friends of mine." Answer Michel

"Gee... Thank you Michel..." Siska and one of her friends immediately embraced Michel because they were happy to get a treat from Michel.

"mmm... You welcome. I'll pay ya!" said Michel.

"OK friend.. " Step rounding the thumb also index finger as a sign of Okay.

Michel approached the cashier in the room.

"Sir.. I'll pay for this, will you?" Michel.

"Can deck." The cashier received a debit card that Michel gave him.

Michel was not accustomed to being given cash to make it easier for Nathan to watch him.

"Everything is 380 grand. Please press the code here!" The cashier thrusts the swipe machine towards Michel. Michel also pressed some password numbers on the machine.

"It's mbak!"

"Wait a minute!" The cashier presses the computer keyboard to issue a purchase receipt.

"It's deck. Thanks for the shopping!" The cashier gave Michel a debit card, then gave him a plastic bag containing the clothes he had chosen.

"Yes. You're welcome." Michel. He pulled the plastic bag but still stood in front of the cashier not yet moving from before him.

"Mmm. ibc.. " Michel hangs his tone.

"Yes deck. Can I help you?" The cashier looked at Michel.

"Can I ask you?" Michel was a little hesitant to ask his attention.

"Yes deck."

"If Raisya's mom owns this store, right?" Michel ventured to ask the cashier that. Michel actually intended to pay for all the groceries so that there was a reason to ask about Raisya.

"Ohh no deck. He's the manager here. The owner of this shop is Ratna's best friend Raisya's mom. Do you know Raisya's mom?" The cashier smiled amiably serving Michel's question.

"Mmm.. never knew." Reply Michel.

"Ohh... Why don't you say hello? He is a good man. May I take you to meet him?" The cashier bargained well, to take Michel to meet Raisya.

"Mmm not next time. I'm in a hurry." Michel immediately melengos, his heart was a bit stubborn how if the cashier really met him with Raisya.

"This is the stuff I paid for!"Michel thrusts a plastic bag at Siska.

"Thank you for my friend!" Said Siska with a big smile because she was happy.

"We're home!" Take Michel with his two friends.

"Let's go." Siska flanked Michel's hand and the three boys came out of the shophouse and got into Michel's car.

Mother works there apparently. But where does mom live?

Michel was just talking to his own mind.

Crates

Crates

Crates

Michel's cell phone sounded. Michel shifted the green mark.

"Hello dad." Michel answered Nathan's call.

"Hello darling.. Have you finished shopping with your friend?" Nathan asked while looking at Michel's spending report on his phone.

"Udah dad." Michel replied short.

"How are you happy?" Ask Nathan.

"Yes.so." Michel was not very excited.

"You go back to the office! We're eating out with daddy's friends. You can wear the clothes you bought." Nathan Said.

"What??" Michel sounded surprised because the clothes he bought were all carried by Siska. He forgot to take his clothes.

"Kok... That's a shock?" Nathan frowned.

"Mmm. Her clothes are the same as mine dad.. " Absolutely confused Michel.

"Why.why can you laugh?" Nathan Wonder.

"So.. Michel's clothes one bag of dad.. So fitting down Michel forgot to bring his own Michel clothes combined together with Michel's friends." Michel replied in confusion, because he felt he did not take too much importance, finally forgetting his clothes.

"It's not pa-pa... If there is no change of clothes, we will buy at the mall." Nathan Said.

"Mmm... must yes dad, Michel participated in the same meal-eating ceremony temen daddy?" Michel is a bit lazy to have to come to formal events let alone his father's corporate events. Because several times his father invited Michel to attend such an event that ended up like a pigeon.

"Yes, you're daddy's son. You had the heart to let daddy go alone?" Nathan replies that he hopes Michel will attend the company's official family-themed event.

"Mmm.. Can Michel buy his own clothes dad? So when it came to the company, Michel was ready." Suddenly it sprang into Michel's mind to return to the store.

"Mmm... do not want to be delivered daddy? You usually want to be delivered." Nathan replied rather astonishedly as well. This time Michel dares to shop alone.

"No dad, there's a driver. So daddy don't have to worry." Michel's lie was about to use the opportunity to go back to the store.

"Yes be careful!" Nathan hung up. Today after Ashar there is a meal at the office with all the family officials as an introduction.

"Yesse... Sir, we went back to the store! I want to buy clothes." Michel smiled happily.

"Good."The driver slightly scrunched his forehead.

Shortly thereafter, the car was parked in front of the shop.

Michel glanced briefly at the car parked beside his car like he was thinking of something, then entered the shophouse.

"Good afternoon deck." The waiter approached Michel who had just entered.

"More mbak."

"Oh yeah?" The waiter still recognized Michel.

"Yes mbak. My shirt was laughing at my friend. Now buy me another mbak." Michel.

"Eh.. I'm picking up the twins!"

Michel turned to two women who had just come out of one room. The two men looked at the sofa in the living room.

Two neutrals looking at each other scan each other. The two hearts seem to rhythmically match the fast tempo tone