Ketos That's My Husband
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Chapters. 42

"Handle, Rinda. It will fall. Go speeding, this!" remember Ghani. Because the sky seems to be getting darker.

"Yes, don't speed that up. Why must it be made complicated!" sahut Rinda little sewot. While his hands still do not want to hold on to Ghani's waist.

"If you don't speed, it will be raining heavily" tell Ghani again.

The man reduced the speed of his vehicle because he only drove with one hand. While the other hand is trying to reach Rinda's hand to circle around her waist.

"There's a raincoat. Yeah, make a suit."

Ghani sighed when she heard Rinda's reply. The girl who was behind him at the moment, could not help but refute his words. Almost all of Rinda denied it. Makes Ghani's head want to break.

"What's the trouble, Rinda?" ghani's powerless wrath again held back her sense of regret towards Rinda.

"No. No ordinary," answered Rinda honestly. Because he never held a man's waist. Except his own father.

"Ck! Kayak lo megang lo lo's girlfriend, Rinda. Think of it now you are being piggybacked with your guy. So hold on tight. Not even giving a partition," said Ghani explained.

Rinda kept shaking. "Cannot. I've never had a man, brother. I don't know what to do!" sewot Rinda is getting upset. "Udah deh, if it's really complicated, mending me take a taxi, aja," break up Rinda later.

Ghani pulled the brake lever for a moment. Making Rinda slump forward and his front body hit Ghani's back. Springing, Rinda pushed Ghani's back and herself shifted backwards. His place again.

"Can! Can't bring a bike" protested Rinda, hitting Ghani on the shoulder.

Ghani is still in shock. There were two things that made him shocked and incredulous at this moment.

First, the fact that Rinda never dated. And secondly, he had just felt something soft and supple. However, it feels so comfortable and soothing. Makes him want to feel it again.

Ghani, who was on the side of the road with a motorbike still on despite not speeding, then looked back and squinted at the girl behind him.

Rinda did not have time to answer, Ghani has pulled the gas lever and the motorbike they are riding at this time also drove very fast.

"Yahoooooo!"

Rinda cried out instantly and reflexively the girl wrapped her hands so tightly around Ghani's stomach. He even hid his face on Ghani's back. Ghani can feel very clearly, the beat and breath of Rinda that hit on his back.

Ghani secretly smiled with satisfaction at Rinda's reaction. Still hugging himself. Looks like this girl is very scared if she sped like now.

In the next minute, Rinda's hand pinched furiously in Ghani's abdomen.

"Don't speed! I still want to get married!" shouted Rinda who did not dare to lift her face from Ghani's back.

Ghani clucked and glanced faintly at Rinda who was behind him.

"Lo got married!" remember Ghani.

"Yes too, yeah. But I haven't married yet. So don't speed, brother!" pinta Rinda again without reviewing his own words.

"Later night dikabulin. Now hold on tight, let the spit to the house" said Ghani with his heavy voice.

Either Rinda's feeling or Ghani's heavy wet voice. But Rinda realized something wasn't right here.

"Eh, what's being dabbled?" rinda asked a little confused. The girl lifted her head from Ghani's back and slightly peeked at the man from the side.

Ghani took off his left hand and pointed towards his own stomach. He put his hands on Rinda's. Then gently rub there.

Feeling stared at by Rinda, Ghani turned to the side.

"Dikawinnya," said Ghani with a little wheezing. Rinda almost fell out of place. Luckily, his hand was still held by Ghani.