Dowager Bohay

Night For Jasmine

Melati walks after Djiwa and shamelessly holds Djiwa's hand. "Ma, Mum. I'd like to talk to Djiwa first."

"Yes, Honey. We parents would like to have a chat first for your future plans" said Mama Melati.

Djiwa wants to refuse and throw back Melati's hand but she has been pulled by Melati and brought into the magnificent house. Melati continued to pull Djiwa's hand and invite her into the room.

Djiwa knows this room very well. The room where they used to love. The room where they smile happily after achieving release while the cats are distracted so as not to be caught by parents Melati who is busy working. Room full of memories when he and Melati still love each other first.

Djiwa was about to turn around and come out of the room when Melati kissed her suddenly. Melati kissed him passionately while pulling Djiwa's hand to hold her crazy fruit.

Djiwa tried to resist but Melati's hand even played naughty in hers. Jasmine's lips and hands moved shrewdly tempting the desires of the Djiwa man. Djiwa still tried to resist but Melati's hand held hers firmly.

Djiwa finally managed to keep Melati's body away, but the crazy girl squatted down and did even crazier things. "Mel, stop!" djiwa's Command. He did not want his parents to know what they were doing in the room.

Melati doesn't care. He continues to give the soul pleasure. Djiwa continues to struggle to maintain her sanity even though her sister has been tempted but she is not. The hard thing for any man to do, is at the crossroads between passion and common sense.

"Mel, stop I said!" second threat Djiwa eject.

Jasmine does not budge. He continued to enjoy the property of Djiwa, he felt sure that Djiwa would be weak and tempted by what he offered. Unfortunately, Melati was wrong.

Djiwa violently pushed Melati down. Justified her clothes that she herself did not know when Melati opened them. Maybe when he was busy releasing the pagutan Melati from his lips.

"I said stop! Stop that!" Djiwa raised her tone slightly but still she kept it so that no one heard their quarrels out there.

"Darling, why are you rejecting me anyway? You used to be so passionate about me. So adoring to me. Why don't you enjoy the service I'm giving you now?" Melati looked disappointed at Djiwa. A single tear escaped from her eye.

"That was. Don't equate the old me with the present one. I've been holding myself back since yesterday, but what you're doing today has gone too far!" Djiwa was so angry with Melati. He feels harassed. The soul does not want her body touched by another woman now other than the Rose.

"We're getting engaged, Wa. We used to date and do more of this, we're fine. We're having fun. It's only natural that we do it now. Wa, I love you. Whatever I'm gonna do for you, Wa!" Melati stood up and now looked boldly at Dsywa.

"There will be no engagement, Mel. Our relationship ran out a few years ago!" djiwa said firmly.

Melati unbuttoned her clothes one by one and showed her assets that were tempting faith. But when compared to the Rose, clearly the Rose of the former Widow Bohay more victorious.

"I am yours now, Wa. You are free to do anything to me!" Melati pulled Djiwa's hand and put it on her assets. He knew Djiwa was happy to caress his assets.

The soul releases his hand. Djiwa even wiped her hands on her clothes as if she had just held something dirty. Melati was so humiliated to be treated by a soul like that.

"I'm sorry, don't take any more old people!" said Djiwa with a spicy.

"What do you mean?" Melati felt so insulted by the words of Djiwa.

Djiwa smiled mockingly. "Are you thinking I don't know how you get a lot of big tenders? The trick is to surrender yourself like what you did to me today. It's disgusting!"

"Oh yeah? Hotel X, Hotel Y and finally Hotel B. I myself saw you with my eyes twice, the rest were people I had spied on. You take your client and ask him to check in. The next day at the tender, it was clear you would win. Yes, have you given me rations where? Aye, right?" Djiwa's words full of facts made Melati speechless.

Djiwa now advanced and gripped Melati's face. "You think I want to be stained with your filthy body? Don't dream!" The soul threw Melati's body violently onto the bed.

Djiwa opened the door of Melati's room and walked out with an annoyed face. She was greeted by her mother in the living room.

"Have you talked to her Melancholy, son?" ask Mama softly.

"It's been and there's nothing else we need to talk about. We agreed that no engagement had taken place" replied Djiwa.

"The soul!" Papa rebukes Djiwa.

"Why, Pa? From the beginning I never agreed. It is Papa who imposes Papa's will on Djiwa!" answer Djiwa.

Papa was about to reply to Djiwa's words when Melati came out of the room with disheveled hair and a rather open shirt. "Mr ... Mama huaaaa!"

Djiwa smiled at Melati's acting. Instead of being afraid, Djiwa instead sat casually on the sofa watching the show.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" Mama and Papa Melati approach their daughter. Mama Melati hugged her crying daughter.

"The soul forced me, Ma!" jasmine said on the sidelines of her cry.

Djiwa glanced at her two anxious parents. They were afraid that Djiwa would do something that would damage their honorable family's reputation.

"Is that Djiwa?" ask Papa with a heavy voice.

"Forced what, Pa? Force Melati so as not to be near Djiwa? If that's true," replied Djiwa casually. Djiwa took the syrup served and the cashews at the table and ate it without burden.

"Don't mess with you, Djiwa! Don't make Papa ashamed!" Papa is already angry at Djiwa but Djiwa doesn't care. He was engrossed in eating cashews and now picks up expensive chocolate on the table. Djiwa even put it in a suit pocket to be divided into Roses when he came home later.

"What shame? Ask Melati first, what did Djiwa do?" Djiwa opened the other jar and saw there was expensive candy from Japan that he liked. He also took it and put it in his other pocket.

"What has the soul done to you, dear?" Papa Melati interrogates his son.

"Djiwa .. hiks .. has forced me ... serve it. I don't want to but he's doing this the same to me. I'm ashamed, Pa. Shame on!" Jasmine slapped her own face, making things even more horrendous.

Djiwa opened the expensive candy wrapper and ate it. Both of his parents now also calm Melati who became hysterical. With ease Djiwa even said. "The slap is less tight! There was no mark on his face. Less exciting. Where's his expressionaaaa???"

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