FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Nightmares

Melati woke up shocked from a bad dream. In the dream he was chasing after a very large, long and terrible snake. She screamed hysterically when the snake pecked at her She was in pain in her sleep.

Melati who had been sitting limp on the bed, holding her chest that was beating fast, because of that fear, the woman's breath so irregular, in vain, tired running in her dream, the roar of her breath so, which feels real to him.

Melati who was confused alone in Ardhi's office room, fell asleep instead. After the woman performed the Magrib prayer. Yeah, she always carries a parachute face in her backpack.

"Thank God, the rain is gone." He said with a big breath. Since late afternoon, in his office area Ardhi was raining heavily. That's why the woman, the more upset. Rain in his office area Ardhi fell very fast until before magrib arrived.

"Em-BUN-!" the familiar voice surprised the woman. It was the voice of the master Ardhi Shiraz. Melati dyed on her bed Ardhi. Look around the goal. He realized that he was not in his room right now. But, in his study room Ardhi.

"THE DEW!" ardhi's shout, finally made the woman fully aware. The master is back and it is time for them to go home.

Melati who was still feeling confused, because of a nightmare, tried to get up from the bed. It felt uncomfortable, because the woman woke up by force, because of a nightmare.

Before getting off her bed, the woman glanced at the clock perched on the wall of the room. It turned out to be 00:13.WIBS.

"Geez, I've been asleep for five hours." He said with fear, because the employer was still screaming in the workspace with great frustration. Melati was not surprised anymore, because she had heard the Master yelling and calling her name Dewun, the former lover.

While tidying up her hijab, she'll be out of the room. Want to see the condition of the employer. Will be out a few days ago. When Ardhi vented his frustration and disappointment by hurting himself. Brutally punching the walls of his room.

With a feeling of fear and awkward, Melati pressed the handle of the room door by holding her chest that thumped fast. He was preparing mentally, while out of the room who wanted to see the condition of the master.

"Astaghfirullah...!" Said the woman, covering her mouth with her hands. At this time he saw Ardhi lying on a shiny black marble floor, lying on his stomach, banging on the floor and shouting to call out the name Dew.

"THE DEW-!" yelled Ardhi again. Jasmine Back jumped in shock at hearing that powerful Ardhi voice. He held onto his rumbling chest.

"DEW-- You're a traitor.!" Ardhi who lost his sanity, banged his head against the floor.

Jasmine who could not bear to see the crazy behavior of the master. Finally ventured closer to Ardhi. He wanted to stop his master's crazy actions.

"Master," Ardhi raised his head, because he heard a voice.

"Master," Melati was already in front of the man who was still lying on his stomach. Melati did not dare to touch the man, because of the condition of the master who did not deserve to be touched. Ardhi is currently only wearing his work pants. While the upper body is not covered with a piece of cloth. The chest of the athletic field is emblazoned already. When the man turned his body so flat.

Melati stuttered, unable to see the breast muscles of the master who was clay and seduced the priest. It was a perfect sculpture with clean and beautiful clay chest muscles because it was decorated with fine feathers that extended to the center of the man.

Ardhi sneered in astonishment, seeing that there was a female figure before him, who suddenly threw out a face.

"Your-mu," the still-sleeping Ardhi, pointed at Melati's face with his silly facial expression. I can't believe what he's seeing right now.

Melati is made to be afraid of Ardhi's current condition. He knew his employer was drunk. This is dangerous, he should not get close to a man who is drunk.

"You, you traitor!" Melati again jumped in shock, with the words of the master. Ardhi's facial expression was already uncontrollable. The man's face was crimson, restraining the annoyance. And like wanting to vent his frustration.

Hihah....

Ardhi laughed as he tried to stand up. The frightened Melati did not dare to help the man to wake up. Melati turned back to Ardhi, wanting to make sure the state of the master. The woman looked at Ardhi in fear, as the master tried to get up, staggering.

Now Ardhi can stand straight in front of Melati. The woman threw her face back, not daring to stare at Ardhi who was standing with a deadly look in her eyes.

Ardhi's right hand stretched out, wanting to grab the woman's trembling chin before him. But, Melati dodged, rewinded her steps.

"Why? why don't I like to touch haa..hh? traitorous woman..!" ardhi's harsh and harsh words, further frightened Melati. He predicted bad things would happen. Because he was stuck with a drunk man, alone in a quiet room in the middle of the night.

"Let's go sir!" Melati revolted, when Ardhi had held her hand Melati so as not to move away from her.

The woman tried hard, to escape the grip of the master who had lost consciousness.

"You Dew," Ardhi pulled tightly onto Melati's hand. So that the woman can touch the chest of that hard field. At that moment, Melati's fear grew.

"Grabun, eehh no. Dew, no!" Ardhi distanced his face, in order to clarify what was before him at the moment. But, the upset Melati, turned her face away. Not to be stared at by the master. Right now for Melati, that man is so disgusting.

"Master, let me go. I'm not a Dew. I'm Jasmine!" jasmine exclaimed, revolted from the crush of Ardhi's body. Now the man has locked the movement of Melati's body stuck on the wall.

Ardhi looked in the face of Melari who was in front of him.

"Look, Melati who's an office girl?" said Ardhi still staring at the end of his face Melati who is now frightened.

The woman's face was already pale, as her blood flow froze.

"Yes sir, I'm Melati. Let go of me, sir." With the rest of the energy possessed by Melati, she pushed firmly against the chest of her field Ardhi. When touching the chest that field. Melati feels like she's in a stun.

He was again surprised at the sensation he felt, as his hand touched Ardhi's athletic chest muscles.

"That's why you lie, you dump the woman I love. You just fucked me with this hijab." Ardhi forcibly pulled the hijab that covered his head Melati. The man threw the hijab and is now lying on the couch.

"No sir, I'm not a Dew. I'm Jasmine!" Melati was scared to death. His body shook violently. Ardhi who was amazed to see her beautiful face Melati without hijab, was made dumbfounded for a moment.

The man's passion was ignited to see the neck of his white tie Melati. The tail of her eyes Melati glanced at Ardhi who was fixed on her neck.

"Don't you!" Melati cried, moving her head. No one had explored his neck with his lips and tongue.

TB