Let's, Divorce
Part 131s
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"Si Mommy, likes to look at the past huh," said Andra who caught a bad signal from her halal woman.
"What's? what am I talking about? am I tired of being a cat?" re-question Viana who this time pitched satire with a little splashing her lips.
"Rubber, Mom. If you want to know how tired the relationship is just a relationship of different beliefs. There is tremendous patience even though the separation is clearly in front of the eyes," explained Andra.
He closed his eyes, though, his past is finished deep in the grave and he does not remember anymore but he still remembers what it feels like to be the most selfish person who almost defies a clear destiny there is a barrier that he should not skip.
"But-before the separation happens, God has prepared a substitute that is much more than anything else" added Andra, who now makes Viana smile.
True indeed, only people who have extraordinary patience can live a relationship without a clear end as long as one of them does not want to give up. For what he is about is not his creation but his creator.
"Thank you for not taking it away from what she believes in" said Viana as she stroked her husband's cheek that was more handsome because it looked more mature.
"Thank you for being patient with my process, Mom. I can't be this strong without you" Andra replied with a knotty smile.
The moved Viana immediately spread her arms, not caring about the Seatbelt blocking which clearly she was wanting to be embraced by her man. The man he always wanted to leave behind when he saw what he shouldn't have seen.
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The day that the couple was waiting for arrived, had been since noon the two began to clean up the goods even though in fact Andra did not ask Viana to bring clothes except to go and go home later..
"Udah, Mom. Why the hell bring a negligee," said Andra when Viana put clothes mother-mak greatness.
"I told you, you just wear Lingerie there and eat G as clean as possible," explained the perverted man who still hopes everything will be as planned as he wants.
"I don't have any more Laen work?" viana asked with her hands folded on her chest.
"Nothing! your job is just my layanin through to completion."
"Why do you have to go far out of town? here let's go if you want to layanin, want to use what style? flying flies, cockroach clasps, lumping horses, or jumping lions, huh?" his mindless Oceh with the silly idea of the man who two years ago married him.
"Well, the jumping lion can be tuh," chuckled Andra who pleased himself, as well, so perverted the brain of the man to think his wife seriously invites him hiya hiya in broad daylight like this when clearly the Prince was with them.
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"Your brains should I'll wear two rubber so as not to go anywhere, Dadd. Forgive me, Mamih ngidam what the hell fit pregnant you?" Viana started babbling everywhere but Andra still rubbed her forehead which was hit slowly with a milk bottle.
"What's the brain Traveling, as long as the goal remains one that is enough to the cute valley you aja, maen deh sampe puyeng keep vomiting, yes Ndut," replied Andra who turned to their son, looking at their son, The prince who heard his name was called immediately replied.
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