Bloody Bond

Chapter 40

"Sister Fahri, didn't go to work this morning?" The person asked for a smile and then walked around his sister. Hugging Syafa from behind.

The girl's eyes were alert as if scanning if there was a Sibu.

Both of them knew they were not siblings. So, there is nothing wrong with showing love to each other.

"Mom is gone. He just got a call from your future father-in-law." Ketus Fahri's. His eyes glanced at the pot. The water there looks like there's starting to boil.

"If it wasn't for Sibu, where would I be his ex." Syafa poured water into a glass filled with coffee dough. A distinctive smell is transmitted to the sense of smell. Sapid.

"What if we just speed up this mission. That way, you don't have to marry Dunka anymore." Syafa looked straight at Fahri's face, as if asking what the man was up to.

"We're making a new strategy just between you and me."

"What about Sibu?"

The anger of Sibu is certainly much more thrilling than just digging up information about the decay of the Yusniar family.

Fahri circled Syafa, then slipped both hands between the girl's waist. Smell the scent of Syafa hair the distinctive aroma of stoberi.

"Syafa, I want to always be like this. Both of us, live peacefully with love and love."

Putting his head on the recess of Syafa's neck. Fahri's breath was warm and intoxicating. Sayafa closed her eyes.

Syafa smelled a smile. The girl originally wanted to make a drink for herself. But had not had time to touch it, Fahri had tightened his body to the wall.

"All will happen as we wish."

"Hmmh!"

The two stared at each other, Syafa was no longer struggling. Restrained by both hands Fahri. His back is joined to the wall.

"Syafa, look here!" Jawed at Syafa's chin until the girl looked up.

No longer wasting the man's chance to easily kiss Syafa's lips. The deeper the kiss until it sounds exciting.

Fahri's hand was docked at Syafa's nape, slightly pressing him until the Empu was bewitched to fight. They are mutually *******. Warm mixed with delicious taste stomping the heart of both. The strange gelenyar began to spread as Fahri gently slid his hands behind Shafa's pajamas.

What a wonderful reaction Syafa. His blood is beating violently. Syafa even to the difficulty of breathing. But the mischievous Fahri doesn't let this precious moment end just like that. The more he aggressively took control of Syafa's body. Groped the core of her girl's body.

"Yaw!"

Syafa is quite aware if both are not worthy of intimate things. He wanted to refuse but his body wanted more.

Fahri felt challenged when Syafa's soft voice called out his name. Pagutan by pagutan and the swaying of the hands blinded his senses.

"Sister! Akaakkk!" Syafa's voice is higher than ever. Shafa revolted in unbearable passion. Want more, but also want to end. His mind is fucked.

The two are beating each other. Sharing Saliva in the struggle of the tongue. The more their tongues intertwined the more demanding Fahri's hand asked for more.

Until the sound of the car horn resuscitates both of them from the crazy action that is still held back. Burning in the surge of love that they can not show again after there is Sibu at home. 

"Snack!"

The face of Syafa Pias.

"Don't be afraid. Just be ordinary." Fahri rubbed the saliva left on Syafa's face. Then tidying the pajama buttons that had been open.

Fahri breezed off to go to the bathroom. Shafa washes his face in the sink. Groped his lips as if still attached to Fahri's lips. The hot scene was still very imprinted in the eye pelupuk.

"Shyafa! Shafa!"

How not to try. Again engrossed in daydreaming even Sibu came to wear a shoulder pat event all over again.

"Syafa.doesn't you usually daydream like a gini."

Shafa threw away his face in any direction. Wiping the remaining water dripping on the face.

It was fortunate that Sibu did not nudge himself further. Apparently he was more interested in tidying up his groceries immediately.

"Mom shopping again?"

Surprisingly Syafa, Sibu's behavior suddenly changed since it would be different from Zaenab.

"Yes, how else. Pumpung is free."

"Free what bribe?" Fahri suddenly appeared with a towel circular to the navel. Left hand ruffled brown hair in cool style. The remaining drops of water are like a glowing dew in the morning.

'Why did in five minutes his face turn so handsome?'

Syafa involuntarily bit his finger.

Fahri knew if Syafa's attention was distracted. With Jail the man scrunched mischievously then shook his lips as if kissing Syafa's lips.

Shafa gawked by the charm of Fahri. Being treated makes the girl wrong. His chest pounded. Glancing at Fahri, glancing again with his cute style. The girl subconsciously took the coffee straight to drink it.

"Aughh! The heat! Huftt, hot!" Fan mouth with hands.

"You're! I know it's hot playing nyosor." Sibu panicked. Fan Syafa's mouth with his hands.

"It'll be suspended yes, Sibu. The heat is different." Syafa grew sharper. Fahri's remarks certainly reminded him of the scene before the arrival of Sibu.

"You're this. Not to help his sister ngledekin."

Fahri chuckled before leaving. Back to giving a distant kiss. Syafa grew angry.

"It's just plain water. Why is your reaction afraid of that?"

Kan, Sibu was wrong.

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By afternoon. Fahri was already in the corn field.

"Kang Bejo, how much more do we have to fit?"

The man never stopped tidying the corn on the truck. This afternoon the sweet corn will be brought to the mother market.

Young corn with skin that is still attached perfectly neatly arranged to meet the tub of the truck. Next will be paired tarpaulin so that cargo is safe on the way.

"Just two more fields."

Bejo waved the code that he called his men.

Bejo took out the wallet and then took out some money. "The rest buy ice and food. For tomorrow, wait for me at the North T-junction of the village. We'll pick up Haji Ali's corn."

"Ready, Kang!"

The sparkle of a happy face is clearly visible from the radiance of a tired lacquer. Very careful to count the money given by Bejo. More than just eating and drinking.

"Thank you, Kang Bejo, Kang Fahri!"

Waving hundreds of money while whistling. As usual, share it with other workers.

Fahri got off the truck.

Bejo picked up the tarp and unfurled it aided by Fahri. They climbed up again to tidy up the tarp. Ignoring the sweat that washed over the bodies of both.

"okay! We're leaving!"

Fahri is in the steering section. Bejo sat beside him.

"Where's the address, Kang?"

"Just walk, I'll show you."

The truck drove slowly down the outskirts of the village.

"Kang, isn't that Dunka?"

"Yes! And why is Syafa there?"

Bejo.

On the border of the city streets there is Syafa standing upright looking at two people who are fighting with their mouths but after that, the world seemed able to calm the woman in front of him by giving a hug.

Fahri or Bejo certainly both know who the girl is. Yep! She's Naxila Dunka's legal wife.

"How dare he!"

"Famey! Hold emotions!"

Bejo only realized that Fahri had come down after hearing the door bang of the truck. Fahri widened the steps to approach the three people.

Who could have seen his sister so demeaned? Fahri thought Shafa must be hurt.

"Braven, You!"

Bughhhhh

To be continued