BEHIND THE LOVE OF A WIFE
ALL HAVE BEEN QUISHED TANIA
Back to flashback Frans and Tania...
Frans had already reached the table where Tania was sitting. They shook hands and sat back in their own places.
"Have you been waiting for me?" asked Frans with a smile.
"Not too long" replied Tania his unblinking gaze stared at Frans.
"Hey, don't look at me like that Tania, do you like me, I'm much more handsome than Bobi right?"
"keep your mouth we're here on business." snapped Tania.
"Ha.ha...ha. This is not Tania's business, but evil cooperation !! didn't we?" frans' laughter broke out at that moment.
"Shut up Frans! I don't like to hear your taunts, and remember your limits, you're my employee. How dare you say my name."
"Oooowwghh.Then forgive me lady ha...ha...ha...." Frans is still teasing Tania.
Tania looks upset. But he was also fascinated by Frans' good looks.
"I'm offering to cooperate with you."
"Well..I know, what should I do?"
"I'm holding your card, so you have to follow my orders! after this I will be the sole owner of the villa and all the estates belong to Rian. To launch everything I want you to be on my side. Otherwise I'll expose all your rot to Dion to get him to fire you."
"There's no need for you to threaten me Tania, sorry I can't call you madam anymore, because I've admired you for a long time" Frans grabbed Tania's hand in his hand.
Tania looked at Frans. His blood rippled strongly, his heart again beating violently, his heart churned longing for his lover, Bobi, when he looked into Frans' shady and shahdu eyes.
Tania was still silent, but she was happy with Frans' treatment of her.
"Tania, can we spend the night together? I know you must be lonely, your husband's paralyzed and Bobi's in jail, I know you'll want him too." Frans seduced Tania. And he was among the gentlemanly men who dared to confess his feelings and not much ado.
Tania who had been amazed with Frans was finally unable to talk arrogantly anymore to Frans, Feeling defeated all her arrogance. He could only nod his head slowly.
They started to have a relaxed conversation. There are no more serious things they talk about. They even seem to be getting familiar with each other. Sometimes their laughter breaks out.
Frans ordered a Chivas Regal brand of alcohol, the imported golden drink accompanied their chat. Occasionally they are seen toast and gulp drinks in a luxurious crystal glass provided by the cafe where they are sitting at this time.
Tania looked drunk. He started to fidget and had slipped from his seat.
"You're drunk baby, can we go home now?" Frans asks naughty to Tania, and is nodding back by Tania.
Tania did not bring a car to come to the cafe, because the cafe was not far from the village. Frans called the waiters at the cafe and asked the bill to pay for their pesana.
A waiter came with both hands holding a small tray on which was a piece of paper payment note that Frans had to pay.
Frans took out a leather wallet from his pants pocket, then handed over some money to the waiters.
After Frans helped Tania up from her seat, Tania seemed to stagger. Frans had to put him in the car.
The car drove towards Frans' house which was also not far from the cafe and Rian's villa.
The car stopped at a luxury home yard in an elite residential area at the top. A large garden surrounds the building. Of course Frans has that fancy house. The result of his corruption in Rian's villa was no kidding.
Frans opened the car door. He then carried Tania's body into his house. Tania's body was placed on the bed in her room. Tania just resigned.
Frans directly overstretched the woman's body, and meluma* Tania's lips full of nafs*. While the man's hands were actively working to remove all the clothes Tania was wearing. The blous that Tania was wearing for a moment was all open.
"Frans.ah.." sighed Tania. He put both his hands around Frans' neck.
"I love you Tania." Frans whispered in Tania's ear.
Eventually, they both achieved the same goal. They lie down side by side. Until morning they fell asleep in Frans' room.
Tania opened both her eyes and found herself naked and a man beside her. It woke the man up.
"Frans.wake up, I'll go back to the villa and get my business done soon." Tania shook Frans' arm.
Frans squirmed his body lazily, then he sat down slowly.
"At least give me a word of welcome this morning dear" he said then he stood in his boxer shorts and kissed Tania on the forehead.
Tania who has long been lonely was washed away in the sweet treatment of Frans. He struggled in Frans' arm as the Frans stood up. Frans got a towel for Tania.
"Dine, baby, I'll book a taxi online to take you back to the villa."
"hemmmm" Tania replied spoiledly.
"There's no way we're going to the villa together." Frans smiled seductively at Tania.
Tania walked into the bathroom inside the room.
"Hurry and get ready, baby, because I also have to work in your husband's villa."
Since that night their relationship continues to this day.
*****
The flashback
Tania was sitting in the chair in her lawyer's office.
"Where is Mr Anwar, can the files be processed?"
"Otherwise that needs to be in the mistress process? all of these assets are yours. You are free to throw them out at any time. All ownership of Mr. Rian's assets has officially changed hands to you, and there is already a signature of the master plus a strengthening thumb jap. They won't be able to beat you even if they pay ten lawyers."
"Thank you, Mr. Anwar, I will not forget the service of my father, I will keep my promise to give you four hectares of tea garden that I have."
Tania and Anwar shook hands.
Then Tania called someone.
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"Hallo darling...."
"Yes, my dear, what's wrong?"
"Can you pick me up."
"I'm in Anwar's office, I've completed our mission, baby."
"Oh yes..Well wait there I'll pick you up soon."
"Okay, baby, I'm waiting for you. I love you."
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The person Tania called was Frans. Frans immediately pulled out a car and drove his car to pick up Tania.
Tania waited for Frans with a flowery heart. He wanted to celebrate his success with his new girlfriend. At the moment Tania's mood is very good, she is in drunk love Frans.
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