Not I'm Taking Him
What is Gita

"Abang to go first, baby". Thunder Sayings.

Kissing his wife's forehead and wet hair. Because it has not dried up shampooing earlier this morning.

"Be careful bang". Gita kissed her husband's hand.

Three days off newlyweds, today Thunder begins to serve. As a traffic cop in his town.

The Gita is still on holiday. He stayed away until early next week. Because his body was crumpled, and limp.

Because her police husband is very strong and aggressive. There is no fatigue for bedding.

Maybe it's been a regular physical exercise as a cop.

"Sneakers. Crumpled my body for three days in the shell of my burly husband until my body was limp and full of red spots bitten friendly". Mumbled Gita

Gita fell on a mattress where she and her husband always struggled with sweat and love seeds.

After Thunder her husband left for work, she fell asleep, relaxing the body for a moment.

He asked for an extra few days off. Wanna rest.

"My first husband was also aggressive in bed. We do that every day too.

My husband is more aggressive now. Can two bed exercises in a day. If the holiday can be three times like a few days yesterday.

If the morning service, before going to bed at night he acts. before dawn ask again.

If the night service must be before leaving he asked first.

At first I was shocked by my husband's habit of always being on. What in his marriage he used to be like this to his wife.

But I don't want to think about our past marriage. It's a past just to forget.

Gita sleeps while occasionally stretching her body. Let's relax.

Over half an hour of Gita tambahan. He then got up. And sit in the front seat of the dressing table.

"Like a dengue fever man. Lots of red spots on my body". Mumbled gita.

Looking at her neck and shoulders were many bite marks and a catch from her husband.

"Vampire husband!". Gita muttered with a smile.

He combed his hair that had begun to dry. then tidied up the bad cover that was just changed this morning.

"I'll wash first. I'll cook for lunch soon". Gita.

Enter the loundry room next to the kitchen. Direction to side balcony.

"Eh, it's been washed!". Gita.

He saw the clothes and bad covers that last night their sleeping marks had sunk in the clothesline near the wall. Their clothes too.

"This dream is her name. More love and dear I bang my husband's thunder". Gita smiled.

"It's still time for my husband to wash and dry clothes. He left at six o'clock". Thought Gita.

Thunder who is the leader of the morning service team must quickly come for service. Half-seven were already in the office for absences and direct partoli arranged traffic at a large intersection, which was not far from the apartment where he lived.

Gita returned to the middle chamber, looking at the clock located on the wall.

"Not eight o'clock. bored also sleep. Even though the body is still crumbling and tired". Gita.

He sat on the sofa in front of the television, and turned on the television.

Getting bored of doing nothing. Washing her husband has done too.

Cooking, it's only eight in the morning. Gita plans to clean the house. Clean the room and clothes in the closet, tidying up.

Not long Gita's phone rang. Call from her husband.

"Assalamualaikum".

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"Are we the only ones invited?".

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"Good bang".

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"Good bang". Gita.

Her husband told her that later after work. Will take his wife to the house of one of his friends who invited them to dinner.

In the police dormitory where thunder lived with his first wife.

And Gita had been to her husband's house when he just married Siri. Also time to prepare the wedding file that time, to rest.

They finally decided to stay in the apartment. Because Gita's apartment is not far from the police where thunder works. They agreed to stay in the apartment.

Thunder does not mind the place of residence, because either in the dormitory or in the apartment, the same. They are both close to their workplaces.

Like Thunder said on the phone earlier, finished the magrib prayer They went to the police dormitory. Using the motor only.

In addition to the good weather, the police dormitory is also not far from the apartment they live in.

About ten minutes drive, the left direction red light near Guntur regular morning patrol. Passed twice the red light.

They chatted casually on the motorbike that Thunder was riding. Moreover, Thunder does not use a high motor. The motor he used to wear.

Only the metic motor is also a little big. Don't forget to wear a jacket and mask.

"We stopped by to buy a bang". Gita.

"good. We buy it at the fruit shop near the dormitory. There is also a cake shop". Thunder Sayings.

They talked during the trip. Gita wrapped her hands around her husband's waist. And rested her chin on her husband's back.

Because it can't be put on Thunder's shoulder.

Fitting near the red light, the motor driven by Thunder also stopped when the red light was on.

Without Thunder and Gita tofu. They were standing next to Dika's car. The one in the drive his assistant.

The pensive dika faced right, not paying attention to the motorcyclist on the left.

Right next to the back window. Dika sat on the left side.

The assistant, who happened to be looking towards the back left, immediately saw the motorcycle that was right next to the car he was driving.

He was interested in seeing because he heard them talk, and laughed.

The face of a masked woman sitting on the back of the motorbike. Because they stand under street lighting.

And they're parallel to the car window. Katrna's car is dika high luxury car, not a kind of sedan.

'Like.....

Uh, that's Gita ma'am, isn't it?'. Murmured the assistant.

Saw a pair of young men on a motorcycle next to his car.

Dika who saw his assistant who saw the focus on the left side became curious.

"Look who you are. That's how I saw it". Said Dika reprimanding his assistant.

"Ah that's boss.

I feel like the woman on the bike to the left of the boss window is Gita's mom.

Maybe". Said the assistant. Little doubt.

"Then anyway. Kok Gita riding a motorcycle.

He looked to the left outside his car window.

"Eh yes. It's like a Gita, even with a mask". Said Dika.

Dika tried to shift to the left side of the seat.

But it hasn't reached the left. The honking horn of the car in the back. Because the lights are green.

"Follow them. I want to know where they live". Said Dika.

Ruling assistant.

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