Annelyn And Om Bimo

Who's More Cunning

" Yyahoo!!!" Annelyn's scream interrupted the two men who were struggling on her bed.

" What the fuck! Hanif take your hands off my husband!"

Annelyn walked up to Bimo and Hanif, her hands clutching tightly the small towel wrapped around her body.

" Stop Love! Get in the bathroom again! I have to finish this brash guy!" Bimo strangled the neck of his already battered opponent.

" What's this??" Instead of obeying Bimo, Annelyn walked over.

" Pa sir uhk I don't know, uhk uhk I was locked in this room by uhk uhk uhk Ris Risya.." Hanif with a gasp of breath tried to explain the misunderstanding. He's maligned.

A flash of understanding perched in Annelyn's brain. Women are shameless and do not know themselves it has passed. She pretended to be angry to lure her husband

" Oooohhh so the half-demon woman was the culprit. Just watch him!" Still holding onto her towel, Annelyn excitedly stepped her feet towards the exit. He wants to beat up women so-called events.

" Love stop!" Bimo got off the bed, releasing Hanif from his grip, and,

Rushing around his nagging wife was about to approach Risya, with her appearance hard to define. If it were normal, he would have wanted to devour Annelyn. The sweet-smelling aroma of her body was oozing out.

" Aaaaa what do you want Bee??" Annelyn cried out hysterically as her body suddenly floated in a sack of rice. His feet kicked around like a child in the kidnap of criminals.

Sir.

Bimo patted his wife's ass, took her into the bathroom.

" Quiet! Wait here, I'll get you a shirt."

Bimo sat his wife on the sink. Then go out and get clothes.

Annelyn could only resignedly, her lips pouting, frowning.

The adult man already did not find Hanif's whereabouts inside the room as he exited the bathroom. But , he still heard a bickering between Hanif and Risya in the living room.

Bimo entered the bathroom carrying a knee-length dress, along with a yellow lacy interior.

" You still owe me an explanation. I'll wait in the middle room!" Bimo, still shrouded in emotion, looked into Annelyn's eyes with a sharp look.

There were three people sitting quietly in the middle room. The three waited for Annelyn's figure to come out of the room. The awaited Namu did not feel at all, the young lady still had her eyes set on herself in front of the mirror. Patently wearing thin makeup, her face made melancholy, she also wears a slightly pale dim lipstick.

The sound of the door opening then closing, made the two people in the middle room look at the beautiful figure who had just come out, except for Hanif who remained lowered. Annelyn walked calmly, she exuded an aura of sadness, as if she was an innocent woman who had been harmed.

" City .." Annely sat down beside her husband.

" Explain!" Bimo stared intently at Hanif, but anyone knew he was talking to his wife.

" After you leave, I soak in the scent of your favorite therapy. My hope is that when you come home, I can welcome you with a stunning appearance, as always. But, when I opened the door... I saw you guys struggling on the bed, you were still normal, right Hanif??" Annelyn deliberately led opinions, hoping to soften the flames of jealousy in her husband's heart a little.

Bimo, a typical man who is very arrogant even sadistic when he is jealous. Annelyn had to be careful in taking steps.

" The time I had to suspect my husband, ohhh wasn't it you were on Bee?" Now Annelyn's face was shocked at Bimo.

Bimo glared, as did the other two pairs of eyes.

" Don't be weird once your mind is Love!" Bimo reprimanded softly, he was as if hypnotized by the plain face of his wife.

" Don't just accuse you! How strong I am pregnant is this your mother! Besides the door lock is in the room, not outside.don't accuse me of saving what you did, Nif!" Now that Risya stood up, he vented emotions. As if he was hurt too.

" Stop the stop!!" Bimo prevents everything from getting complicated, he wants to investigate the case with a cold head.

Looking at Hanif's battered face, he felt that it had been quite his brutal session, now was the time to solve the problem with a cold head. There was Annelyn beside him.

Unfortunately, Bimo does not know, his wife wants this problem to be big.

" That means you're the ringleader of Ris! Hanif has been a good person all along, while you? Many people see you as an actor, who is pregnant out of wedlock again, not knowing which father!" Annelyn. His words provoked the flames of anger of his interlocutors, but as much as possible Risya held back the anger. He can't lose.

" Sir.I am pregnant, how can I... Hisk .. Miss Annelyn took a bath because she had slept with Hanif, the proof was that Hanif was tired, sweating so..." Risya's crocodile tears finally shed as well. As much as possible to defend themselves.

Plaque plaque.

Risya did not expect the ua slap to land on her smooth cheek. The two men who were in the middle room were stunned in disbelief.

" Brazed you Ris! You perakor!! I've been patient enough to receive you hitchhiking in this house. Now you go there!" Annelyn's hand pointed at the exit.

" Ahh...Sir. I am innocent. huu huu hu hisk hisk." Risya looked even more pitiful, but Bimo was still pondering.

" The wall!! P*l*c*r is not qualified, how many people have hacked you? Pregnant does not know who her father is. Never hit my claws, have you?" Annelyn put on the horses, as if she was going to claw at Risya's pretty face.

" Mommy! Mother if cheating just me! I slept with Hanif." This time Risya got bolder. He's emotionally stirred.

" Good your mouth Ris! Don't talk nonsense!" Bimo snapped at Risya.

Bimo is jealous to see Hanif in his room, but he believes his wife is a good woman, a faithful woman. He himself educated his wife.

" It's already been!!" This time Hanif was made dizzy.

Plaque.

Again Annelyn slapped Risya on the cheek. Evaporating anger at the actor in front of him, he had not had time to reply to Puspa, at least he could vent his pent-up anger on the thick figure of the face in front of him.

Risya who felt her pride being stepped on by the spoiled woman in front of her, grabbed Annelyn's hair that was as soft as silk.

Annelyn retorted the same thing, the grabbing of Risya's horse-punched hair, her slender and nimble body made her easily slap Risya's face again. Even he deliberately spat on that self-knowing face.

Bimo and Hanif who had already broken up, to the point of running out of sense, the two women in front of him were both unwilling to let go of their prey.

" Love, she's pregnant, you'll be coerced.. Love please let her go.. " Bimo broke up, his hand swiftly securing Annelyn's hand that grabbed and clawed.

But, he even got his sap, his favorite heirloom was hit by the uncontrolled wrath of his wife's hand. As for Hanif, he did not dare to touch Annelyn, he only held onto Risya's two wriggling hands. His position was even favorable to Annelyn.

" Love let him go, let me hit him, lest you dirty your hands with the law." Bimo was still persuading while holding onto his pained remains. The future assets of the Bagaskoro family should not be uprooted.

" Bodo very, women like this should be taught a lesson! Go !!" Annelyn with a strong jolt rolled up Risya's already shapeless long hair.

" Aaaa plushh aaaaa sakiit hairkuuu.." Risya continued to babysit as Annelyn grabbed her hair and dragged her outside the house. He smiled smirk as Risya tried to retaliate but could not.

Annelyn of course had thought of this idea since she was decorated in the room. He was already very itchy waiting for Risya to make a mistake, so that he could grab and tear himself apart.

Does Bimo still have time to investigate who is the mastermind of finding Hanif in the room? Of course not. The grown man must have been confused to see his beloved wife persecuting people. Fear of his wife getting hit by criminal law.