Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

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Grunts and hisses filled the rooms of the halal couple, Ane and Tian. Lately, Ane has been very good at making Tian crazy. His warm touch and embrace made Tian always think of himself, while working, also when with Tiara. Not always stupid, Ane, who had been fooled by her husband now began to act. Tired of lying, tired of kibuli, the woman investigates her husband's movements outside the house. And..when the soft heart feels betrayed, even after the second chance he gave, in fact the husband still plays crazy with the woman jal*ng.

Not ignorant of the status of a Tiara, but the extreme disappointment in making Ane think of subtle ways to repay their cruel behavior to him. And as for Jena, really, Ane felt very guilty towards her. On the basis of such deep love for her man, Ane becomes blind, even deaf, looking for a scapegoat to blame, instead of facing the fact that Bastian's betrayal is due to the man himself.

But that is regret. He's always coming when everything's broken. And for the sake of launching his stealth stabbing action, Ane still looks unconcerned against Jena. Maybe later, when everything has been reciprocated, the woman will re-knit their good family relationship. Either Jena will forgive, or be as hard-hearted as ever, for now Ane is putting the matter aside.

Dreary times slowly come to a halt in Tiara's life. Failing to contact her lover, the woman turns to snooping on Ane's social account. And yet, the haughts were so spread out in the recesses of the heart, when the smile of a Tian burst forth perfectly in their portrait of togetherness a few days ago. His dashing man hugs his rightful wife, Ane.

Stretching his fingers on the screen, Tiara zoomed in on Ane's social media account"This is in the old town," he murmured with a roaring heart.

As soon as his fingers clenched, he had told Tian wanted to travel in the old city, but his lover had already taken his wife there first. How the heart did not grimace, the gentle Tian had rarely met him, even just replying to his messages. Also when asking her to make out affectionately, Tian always seemed to be in pursuit of time when with her. Talking for a moment then kissing her forehead softly, that was all Tian often did while stealing time to meet.

"You're done? do you know who I saw at the supermarket?" Jelita came crashing down on the car seat. Let's just say Jelita is Tiara's manager, however, her job is just to set up a work schedule for Tiara. After that, Tiara often completed all the affairs in the work itself. Ckckck! your fate is so beautiful duhai Tiara.

"Mother went to the supermarket, and I was thirsty backstage" he lamented, instead of asking who Jelita had met.

"Ck! just thirst, and you've been nagging me?."

Tiara's gaze slowly dimmed, how she dared to reply to the sharp glare from the mother-in-law. Now, Tiara was only silent, if she returned to voice then Jelita's anger would reach its peak.

"Look, how not to know the shame of this barren woman," not just a photo, Jelita recorded the togetherness of Jena and Agam in the supermarket.

Do you know, the wound slashed sebilu it is getting sore even though it is just splashed water, especially salt water. Upset at failing to contact his lover, ended by finding a photo of the man who was so friendly with his girlfriend. And now, Tiara again swallowed the bitter pill witnessing Jena's happiness.

Tiara massaged the temple, leaning deeper into the back of the chair"Lantas, Tiara should what mother?," she said so lazily.

"Until when are you going to surrender to the gods? have you talked to him? have you fixed your relationship?."

Yep! God, that man is increasingly disappearing from Tiara's life. He deliberately withdrew from his wife, as well as his parents. The last time they met, when Jelita freed God from prison, and after...The gods never returned to their homes.

It's a slow whimper"No ma'am, she never picks up my phone."

Ck! Jelita. Gurgling and snarling annoyed. If so, when will he hold a grandchild? the relationship of his son and daughter-in-law alone was already broken apart. If not for the money Tiara keeps making, maybe Jelita really kicked her out of her life.

Leaving the Tiara always in the midst of grief, in fact the painful life slowly left Jena. The gloomy days slowly changed with cheerful days. Let's say Tiara is lucky in her new career, but Jena also continues to show progress in her beloved work.

"Grap!!," Agam hugged the body of the wife who was enjoying coffee on the veranda of the room. Looking at the night sky with the rhythm of the waves.

"Maybe in a moment," his little fingers gently rubbed the back of Agam's hand that was coiled around his stomach.

"Is it done?."

Jena shook her head"Not yet, my new editor isn't as hasty as Kirana. At least when he called me he didn't just collect the script."

Agam further tightened his embrace"But, I'd rather have Kirana alone be your editor, dear," his face was a little sour. Considering his wife's new editor was a man, the little heart inside there felt uneasy.

Jena turned around, looked at her man's face"Smile!," he said pulling the corner of Agam's lips, carving an awkward-looking smile there.

"Curtain! you who had to smile was pretty handsome. How can you be jealous of my new editor??."

"Fixed, he has a heart. If he's interested in you, how is it?."

Jena placed her coffee glass on the edge of the fence, cupped her husband's cheeks tightly"You, it's adorable to be jealous. Besides, are you starting to doubt my feelings for you? are you so humbled, even though we are officially husband and wife, dear Agam."

Agam darling! the word made Agam hold back a smile, until he finally laughed.

"You should know, I love you so much, My wife!!!," she hugged Jena tightly. The little jena slid so deep into Agam's arms.

"I know very well, I love you very much too" he held back.

"Agam!!," Jena felt her feet not climbing on the floor. So anxious, Agam hugged him to make his body lift.

The kiss was endless, exploring every inch of Jena's beautiful face. Slowly down into the niche of the neck and create a warm swish in their hearts. Gently, the couple became more and more immersed in the beauty of love. With lips clenched together, they stepped towards the room and lay down in the contest. Luckily for Gibran, the man chose to move downstairs. Fill the empty room there, instead of staying one floor and side by side with the warm couple's room.

Their clothes one by one fell on the floor, until when the brightly lit lights changed.

"Allahumma janibnasyaithana wa janibnisyathanamarazaqna," Agam begins his act as a mighty man.

To be continued...

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