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283. IT'S NOT OVER


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Good morning, afternoon and evening…..


I mbak Bashi as a writer got a reprimand from Agus who is also my pakde, He who experienced real events when my pakde work at the sawmills…


He rebuked me so that I could finish up to a clear state about Agus and Tina. because according to om sayam this story can not stop here.It must be resolved, because there are still people hanging hehehe.


With a heavy heart, I continued this story…


And according to my pakde, it's better to start when after they're both married..


So let's just enjoy what my pack demands.


Salutations....


mbak Bashi's


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A year and a half passed after a terrible event….


I now live happily with my wife Agustina…


I married her two months after Jay and Hendrik took me to work.


Mr. Jay and Mr. Hendrik also paid for our wedding..


A pretty lively wedding for us who are only villagers, and the wedding was also as a gift for both of us who have managed to uncover the real and supernatural good crimes.


The reason sir Jay and Mr. Hendrik married us and hired me and Mr. Tina was only for past reasons.


They both assumed that we should both live together and guard the land in the forest.


The wedding is festive, because the ones that come are not only real guests, but the ancestors of Tina's mother are also on the come..


We got married in a mixed-use building owned by the hospital where Joko's doctor worked.The multipurpose building of the hospital was located not in the hospital complex, but a few hundred meters from the city hospital.


The room in the building is enough to be blocked using a triplex that has been decorated in such a way..


One room wider we use for visible guests, and a smaller one for invisible guests alias for ancestors mbak Tina…


The two-room dishes were the same, only there were some additions to the invisible room, such as incense fragrances and the like.


Fortunately the guest next door no one protested with the fragrance coming from the invisible room hehehehe.


The wedding is going great….!


Guests from the village in the middle of the invisible forest came to flock duyun, and as the recipient of an invisible room only doctors Joko and Pak Diran, who were the, they could see the guests coming.


This marriage was successful…..


Hahahaha but I think Mr. Jay and Mr. Hendrik married us and hired me and my wife just to keep their business safe around the forest…. Hehehe is probably the most reasonable reason!


They are now building a hotel and resort in the middle of the forest and the river..


Of course before doing the construction of Jay and Hendrik sir must have special permission first with my wife's ancestors including the altar Sutinah and the couple mbah Sastro.


After the business with the police was completed, Jay and Hendrik immediately began the construction that they had been arranging for a long time.


My wife and I do not live in my wife's house in the village, but according to the advice of our ancestors lived in the middle of the forest, in the middle of the forest.


Well how else, because my wife is a descendant of those altars, and the ancestors keep my home and my family as well.


This permanent house is also a gift from Jay and Hendrik sir.


And not far from here a resort project is being built, I do not know how the fate of this house if the resort is already standing, whether to be dismantled and we move or how.


The house with two rooms and one bathroom is already a modern hotel-style house. My house uses solar energy for electrical purposes, there is also a satellite telephone plane that is very useful here.


Maybe in the next year there will be electricity coming into this area.. Because if you only rely on solar energy is clearly not enough for the resort built by Jay and Hendrik sir.


This morning I was sitting on the porch of the house while looking at the truck that came to take turns carrying logged forest just to build a resort.


“Mas....” said my wife who came out of the house slowly because of her growing belly.


My wife is eight months pregnant…


Frankly I joss too on the first night hihihihih… what time Tina and I ever did in her house when I was just getting to know her was immediately practiced with tremendous energy hihihi.


Frankly speaking, the wooden cot we used for the first night had broken one of his leg braces, and finally with the rest of my wife's savings, we buy bigger and more resilient spring beds hihihi.


Every morning in the afternoon we do the production process.. In the bathroom, in the kitchen, in the living room, in the bedroom, even when my wife was washing clothes I finished, she was cooking I opened the floor and I finished it until the food was burnt…


“Mas..dedeknya nendang mas hihihi” said my wife while stroking her stomach is getting bigger….


“Eh hihihi what is no longer strong inside ya dedeknya yank.. Because his father still likes to shake his grandpa's mother hihihihihih.”.


“Come yank ndang njengking.. I have ngatjeng again yank...”.


“Ih mas Agus's.. I pity his grandpa, cook should shake rocking again in the stomach Tina mas hihihi”


“Eh gini aja mas.. What if Tina emoet.. Hihihi”


Emoetan my wife really…


His mouth was like a second vhagina, soft warm and not touched by teeth, I was addicted to my wife's emoietan.


He can stick my eggplant stick until it reaches the tonsils, and he's not HOEK at all. He can play my eggplant until shifted slide in the sky sky esophagus, and it feels very good!


And he was smart when I want mbonjrot, he immediately stopped his mooing, he let me calm down first he just emoet again with his head back and forth hihihihi


“Mau yank .. mauuuu” instantly I take off my pants


“Eh mas cook on the terrace gini mengemoetnya…. Ntar someone saw how mas hihihihi”


“Nobody saw yank.I'm just sitting in this chair and you screech while playing eggplant yank hihihi”


“Ayooo.. Emoet me.. uda ngatjeng this hard yank hihihi”.


Anyway the reason for getting pregnant is not an obstacle for us to continue to enjoy the world paradise, plus we live in the forest of kayak gini, apalag, want to shout shout to achieve ejhakulation no one heard hihihi except for the ancestors of Tina's father to work.


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