Nackal Duda
Tara Vs Dance

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I don't know why I got so fucking shit today. My favorite car that I should serve was forgotten because it was busy with Papa and helped Dance of course.

Eventually, the car broke down. It's not usually like this. I asked my employees to take him to the nearest workshop. Automatic, I have to take a taxi home from work.

I deliberately went home faster today, there was no car and had to take a taxi, I did not want to be stuck in Jakarta traffic which was getting more and more jammed in the afternoon. But again, I was out of luck. It has been jammed the streets even though it is not time for people to go home from work.

It has been almost six in the afternoon, not yet adzan maghrib because adzan maghrib usually at half seven less a little. I got off near the security complex. After paying for the taxi I walked to my house.

I remember when I didn't have a car and had to go back to Papa's house by taking an angkot. I didn't expect that I started everything from such a low phase. Now I can reap the rewards. Even though that car still bothers me for breaking down!

My steps stopped when I saw Tara standing in front of my yard. What's he want? Why does he often interfere in my household affairs?

It turned out that after I approached Tara and Tari were arguing. Tara who is usually calm and good at talking is now clenching her knuckles until reddened. I know he's very angry, because I know, he can't reply to a very clever-sounding Dance.

This is one more thing I don't know about Dance. It turns out he's smart to reverse Tara's hurtful words. Listening carefully first just returned the words of Tara with more weighty words again. Words like hitting Tara and make Tara lose.

Wow..amazing!

Turns out my wife was that smart? It's Tara loh! Tara is highly educated and always speaks intelligently. Tara lost to Tari? How can?

I wanted to get closer but listening to them fight turned out to be exciting too. Then I saw Tari showing something from her body and making Tara more emotional as she stroked her flat stomach. Oh. I know. She must be acting like she's gonna be pregnant with my son soon. How good of him!

It's time for me to move forward. Don't let them claw. I can be ashamed of security complex.

"Your once-crab? Looks like I missed the fun show!" Tari and Tara looked at me. Dari smiled happily at my return, while Tara was still very emotional because she had been played with her words by Tari.

I walked into the courtyard of the house, Dance greeted me with a smile and immediately reached out for salim. "Kok walk anyway, Om? Where's car?" Dancing looking for my car.

"Again in the workshop. I forgot the service, it was crashing! Yaudah I took a taxi home!" I said.

"The showroom owner but broke down his car? Why don't you ever change, Gas? Don't have the money to buy a new car? Buy dong! You also have to show your employees that you are a successful leader. Your appearance is important too!" Tara meddles in my affairs by commenting on what is not her business.

Just now I was about to answer uh it turns out that Dance has advanced first. "What does this have to do with Ma'am? Doctors who usually cure patients can also get sick at times! Naturally dong if Om Agas car can also strike at any time? Don't tell me it doesn't connect showroom owners and striking cars!" this time I was really impressed by the words that Dance said.

This is crazy! Why if you can actually talk like that? The words she said sounded smart and it was hard for Tara to turn her words around again. Learn where he is?

"Maybe, Tara's mother doesn't understand the relationship, honey! Or maybe he's just deliberately connecting to let the connection go?" reply me while looking at Tari with a smile asking for her cooperation. "Let's go in, baby! What are you doing today? I want to taste the food you made and then taste you tonight of course!" I was deliberately acting in front of Tara. Let him know I'm happy. Let him regret that he has left me all along!

I heard Tara stomp her feet on the floor before leaving us. Dance took my hand into the house and locked the door. When the door was locked, he laughed. It was so satisfying that he replied to Tara.

"Ha.ha... See his face? Sukurins! I was so good from this afternoon his mouth was so ignorant!" gerutu Dance.

"From noon today?" my many.

"Eat the banana with a fork, Om! No need to wash your hands first!"

I comply. I drank a warm sweet tea while enjoying his homemade fried banana. Tasty. It tastes savory, there is a salty taste, just pas deh with the sweetness of bananas.

"So you met Tara? Meet where?" I want to hear his story. Why did He want to pay back Tara? Surely Tara has ignited the emotions of Dance.

"So, I came home from the course I was delivered to my course teacher. I took a taxi, but no one stopped. Because he said it coincided with the employee's lunch hour and the school home that is near the course. It is difficult to get a taxi. Then I was ushered to the security front, because I happen to have my teacher pass through here."

"Teacher your course? A boy or a girl?" my many.

"Male. He said the chef is that but likes to share knowledge in the course." replied Tari honestly.

"Couldn't you stick with me?" I'm getting curious. "There's no evil intent?"

Laughing dance, "Not deket, Om. Ordinary aja. It's because Mr. Adi wants to go in the same direction."

"Snack you know! Careful you! Lots of bad guys! Let alone see a plain girl like you!" my advice.

"Conton't talk about dance? Are we going to tell you about Tara's sister?" dance Protest.

"Yes, let's discuss. Anyway, tomorrow you do not want to be escorted again with your teacher! Order an online taxi or taxi online or you stop-in the taxi somewhere else. Don't be taken again! She'll have the same intentions as you!"

"What the hell, Om? Adi sir is good! What would she want to use from dance? Rich, no! Beautiful, no! Pinter, not really! Don't worry too much. Dance can take care of yourself!"

"The child if you say yes! If the husband ever again knows the horror! It's for your good! Maybe in someone else's eyes you're really pretty!" my nag.

"It's in the eyes of others, if in the eyes of Om Agas how? Pretty dance, no?" this kid is deliberately teasing me.

"We're talking about Tara now!" I don't want to be honest and say that she is beautiful especially with her current appearance! I can invite anyone to like it. "So, Tara said was it with you?"

"Ih, Om instead of answering the other one!" his grunts but not for long because he then told me about what happened last afternoon. "Actually, it's not much different Om the same he said this afternoon. He nanya, "Is Om Agas unable to give Dance a car? That's why we walk from the security front?". He also said, if Tari should report the same Om Agas about Dance that was picked up by the Dance teacher. Not really Om, so people?"

I'm speechless. Why the hell does Tara keep interfering in my life? Why does he keep insulting me poor? Can insulting me make her happy?

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