
Rudi Tabuti stood up from the chair. He was shocked to not even believe the transcript he was reading. He rushes to call his overtime staff there, gives a quick order to contact Safira and ask where the freelance staff keeps the recorders, so he can confirm what he heard for himself.
“Is there a problem Sir?” ask staff Rudi who happens to be a man.
Turning around his desk, Rudi asked his staff to sit on the sofa and turn on the recorder. He asked for the recording to be accelerated.
“Lapse Sir,” said the staff then looked at the small screen recorder in his hand. “Oh... but there is still one more file,” he said later.
“Quick you pull that I want to hear!” tell Rudi.
The staff nodded, at first there was no sound, but over time it sounded like a sheet that was rubbed off. Rudi spat, he was really scared to hear the continuation but was curious as well. The man was getting suspicious, there was no other sound, other than a decapitation and ….
“Wah …. What is sir?” The staff threw the recorder at Rudi so surprised.
Luckily, Rudi caught on. However, now he is confused because the sounds coming out of the voice recorder are increasingly crazed, not only moans but also ****** erotic. “How to turn this thing off?"
Rudi was confused, and so it was due to being a boss who knew he received cleanly without wanting to learn new things, just turning off the recorders he could not. Finally he threw the object back to his staff and with a quick movement the staff forcefully shut down the recorder.
“What was Mr Rudi?”
“Either, do you think it's a male and a male voice, or a male and a female?” ask Rudi.
“Waduh .. Sir, I have to be horrified again donk, was not focused so shocked.”
“Halah... halah, already ... no need, I'm sure it's a male voice. Because it must be a connection from the previous file.” Rudi Tabuti guessed it himself. The man leaned his back violently and then scooped his face.
“If Dinar finds out, surely he will be very hit,” murmured which immediately remembered the face of the bestie.
“But I have to tell him, no! nay! not now! Later he was shocked even nights would be troublesome,” said Rudi.
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“Em ... no!” Hana who sat on Kelana's lap pushed her husband's chest away.
Instead of going downstairs to eat after a bath, Kelana lifted Hana's body and sat the woman down on her thighs wrapped in a towel.
Slightly squinting, he was suspicious of Hana's attitude which he felt was a little different. Usually Hana has immediately understood and replied with a touch no less naughty, but this time his wife refused and even pushed his body. Hana got out of bed, she was actually afraid if it turns out she was really pregnant and Kelana even pounded it all out.
“Em... Dear, for tonight only, can we not have to fight first? I ... I'm a little tired, ouch! My back hurts,” said Hana while continuing to complain. He acted as if he was in so much pain that Kelana was not angry and offended at his refusal.
And succeed. After laughing, she received the change of clothes that Hana offered and rushed to wear them. The sharp glances the man gave while tidying his hair in front of the glass.
“Hunny, you know ‘kan? rejecting me is like shifting time. So don't blame me if later you have your own hassles serving.”
Hana gave a snort, threatened with something smelling two one made her lower body respond. She wriggled, with all her heart holding back from falling into the pit of battle that night, at least until she was put to the pregnancy test.
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“Job Mama!”
Flower cries successfully hurt Tantri's eardrum. The woman turned her head and scolded her daughter. Tantri scanned the child's appearance from top to bottom and then shook his head.
“What do you do Man, this time just came home. Your husband just came home from earlier.” Tantri sneered, as if being the big boss there when she was just hitching a ride.
“Mama who did? Why a mess like this?” Flowers pick up one by one the sofa cushions that Tantri drops. He let out a rough breath from his mouth and looked at the second floor. “Mas Bagas must be upset to see the behavior of Mama.”
“Iya times, Mama asked him to grab a drink but cuek.”
“Mama!” another Flower Scrap. He restored his coarse hair before he ruffled his waist. “If Mama like this continues, it could be not only Mama who will be a widow, but me too. Because Mas Bagas will definitely divorce me because of Mama's behavior!”
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