My Sexy Neighbor's Wife is A Demon

While clutching a suitcase, the contents of which are not much and certainly not much, Alif walks the challenger to his house. From a distance of ten meters, the handsome, somewhat sloppy-style boy can already smell the delicious aroma of Mpok Indun's fried chicken, deliciously. His mother. (A nickname for Betawi's older sister, in Jakarta, the capital city of Indonesia).It's fun to go home and eat right away, Alif thought. It was tiring during the hours-long journey from Batam island to Jakarta, he passed by spreading charm to and fro with the harems, including the beautiful flight attendant like plus sexy voluptuous. Tempting people requires energy, right? That's why the bachelor was already starving.​​"Assalamu 'alaikum. Nyak! I'm home!" (Nyak means mother) Alif shouted cheerfully from the front door of his house, right on the terrace. Alif looked at the terrace, still the same shape as two years ago before he left to wander. There is a couch to sit

Alif has not felt nervous during an interview session in a long time. You know. Recently he has been getting odd odd jobs. Babe even often grumbles because his engineering degree is not used properly. Get a stray job that has nothing to do with technique.But this time Alif's luck was good. The HRM (Human Resources Manager) who interviewed him seemed interested. The man read Alif's application in his hand with a broad smile. On that day Alif thanked Babe Rojali for caring so much about him that he secretly took care of Alif's application letter. Babe wants Alif to work quickly, not because of money, because Babe Rojali has a bamboo garden which results in a bamboo craft business. The turnover is decent and it is enough to help Mang Dayat, Kang Ibik, and several blind youths who are less fortunate to work there. Babe Rojali is just worried to see his single son become unemployed. Even though Alif is often beaten, abused, and taken in all sorts of ways, it's like a sensei sword

Lisa's make-up this afternoon is not usual. Her hair is messy and pulled up, just wearing a free T-shirt with a drink brand and hot pants. She slings a small bag at his waist. The steps were in a hurry towards Mbak Sarmi's shop in front of the alley. Once in front of the alley, Lisa's eyes lit up like an eagle finding prey. The target is already at the scene. Lisa came over to Mbak Hamidah, Teh Kokom, and Mpok Yetti who were still hanging out at the stall accompanying Mbak Sarmi while grinding pecel (kind of Indonesian food made from vegetable) spices for her customers. "Assalamualaikum, Charlie's Angel!" cried Lisa to the three women. All of a sudden, the three women had perfect appearances, bright straight lines that almost reached their ears, bright red lipstick, and thick powder set aground. "Waalaikumsalam!" Everyone answered Lisa. However, Mbak Hamidah scowled and looked away. "Surely you already know what I'm here for, right? Wh

All this day, Alif is restless in the office. His mind kept spinning thinking about what had happened earlier. The commotion about Sabrani's baby disappearance, the angry residents accusing Kumara of being a kuntilanak, then the soft voice of a woman he heard. Everything is like a mystery.For some reason, the image of Kumara's beautiful face keeps haunting Alif wherever he goes. The woman was so beautiful, glowing, and elegant. Her profile is exactly that of a supermodel, plus the cold expression she always shows. However, why does Kumara's beauty match the slanted notion of her?Alif checks his cellphone in his spare time. Lisa still blocked his number. Immediately clapping. Alif still feels bad. His business with Lisa isn't over yet. Now, Kumara and Doni's problems are added.Finally, something refreshed Alif. Like a mountain fountain watering his arid heart. WhatsApp message from Ningtya Arum Bestari, the idol of the heart.[Assalamualaikum. Mas Alif

The restaurant where the Adam Property company gala dinner was held in one of the lists of luxury restaurants in Jakarta.As soon as he entered the restaurant, Alif enjoyed the restaurant's European vintage-style architecture. Indeed the restaurant is typical French food. However, the company leadership has requested a local menu for guests who prefer local food.Alvin approached Alif while the others were busy chatting or enjoying delicious food at large tables or standing chatting."Lif, how come Lisa's reply is so mean? It's just yes, no." Alvin shows his WA chat with Lisa to Alif."Yes, you have to be patient. She's a tough type of girl. She's not feeling well, maybe." Alif gulped down his non-alcoholic cocktail. Slightly loosened the shirt collar behind the suit he was wearing."But I'm getting more and more curious, Lif. It's not usually a girl who refuses me." Alvin styled self-assured while brushing his hair.Alif laughed mockingly.