Handsome Duda Haus Belai

renunciation

***

mornings.

when the new azka came out in her neat suit and wanted to go to work, the dwi immediately approached her.he also handed her a plate of fried rice that was equipped with egg ceplok, he said, sliced tomatoes and fresh lettuce leaves.

"what's this?" ask azka.

"fried rice." replied dwi.

"yes I know, but what does this mean?"

"i want you to taste my cooking before you leave."

"i don't want to. 'cause I'm going to have breakfast outside." refused azka.

"i've taken great pains to make this fried rice for you, a great humiliation for me if you don't want to try it." said dwi.

"i didn't ask you to make it."

"just keep tasting it." forced dwi.

"i still don't want to."

"you must want to, now open your mouth quickly, a.." dwi continued to force it even though azka also continued to reject it.

"what the fuck are you?" a jolt of azka began to get angry. "i suspect, did you put poison in the food? why do you keep forcing me to try." he said.

"what?" dwi was surprised to hear the words of the azka who accused him of putting poison in the food. "yesterday you accused me of selling myself, and now you accuse me of wanting to kill you. Here you are, I'll show you who I really am." said the dwi while taking the cutter knife on the table and pointing it at Azka.

"are you crazy?" a surprised azka jolt saw the dwi pointing the knife towards his face.

"yes, I'm crazy." dwi squinted her smile.

"remove the knife from my face" said Azka while brushing it, so that his hand was injured.

"azka.." dwi immediately threw the knife in every direction, then grabbed the hand of azka who was slightly bleeding. "your hand is bleeding." dwi directly tore his shirt and rolled his hand azka with a tear of the shirt.

"what are you doing?" azka was fixated on seeing the dual expression that looked so very worried about her.

"you sit down first. I'll take the P3K box to treat your wounds." said dwi.

"not necessary! I must leave immediately, otherwise I will be late." azka stood up from her seat.but dwi immediately held both shoulders and forced her to sit back.

"hush still." she asked.

"wait!" said azka when dwi wanted to go to pick up the medicine box.

dwi also looked.

"are you worried about me?" ask azka.

"w-what?" dwi.

"why do you look so worried about me?"

"don't ngaco! I'm not worried about you. I just don't want to be stamped as a killer." said the two.

"killer? hee." azka chuckled. "do you think I'm going to die with just this small wound?" azka said as she opened the cloth and threw it.

"azka, what are you doing?" he shouted. dwi again tore his clothes up to his armpits, so now his bra straps look marun.

azka was astonished to see what he had done to her. "that's enough, don't tease me anymore."

"i'm not teasing you." said the dwi.

without warning azka immediately pulled the nape of the double nape and kissed his lips. Twi was surprised he pushed the body burly azka and hit him. "basas dick." dwi also ran to his room.

azka was silent. "akh damn! why can't I control it." swear to himself.

dwi sat at her dresser and held her lips, then smiled as she imagined what had happened between her and Azka just now. "wait!" instantly the look on his face turned fierce. "i shouldn't be provoked by him, just because he kissed me, I kept assuming that he was me." he muttered. "of course not! azka couldn't love me." she continued.

***

"azka I want to talk to you" said Viona.

"what do you want to talk about? just say it."

"but first I want to ask you, who was the woman you were with yesterday? is she your wife?"

azka nodded.

"honestly, I'm a little disappointed in you, why don't you just be honest if you don't love me. Why reason if you can't replace your late wife's position."

"forgive me." said azka.

"what's your hand?" viona asked when she saw Azka's hand in a white cloth.

"my hand was slightly injured by a knife."

"why are you so careless" said Viona. then took the medicine box in the drawer.

"why?" viona looked astonished.

"it's okay, I just don't want to change the cloth."

"azka." said viona.

azka looked up and looked at him.

"can you accompany me to my friend's wedding?"

"sorry I can't keep you company."

"please."

"sorry Viona I can't keep you company, you know that I'm married."

"why indeed? after all, we're just friends. please do you want?"

"sorry I.." haven't finished talking viona hunt cut him off.

"thank you. don't forget to pick me up at 8pm." viona said and left.

***

dwi was sitting in the middle room while watching television. suddenly azka sat next to him. dwi seemed to pay attention to the clothes worn azka.

"how well-dressed, where are you going?" ask dwi.

"i'll go out."

"who's same?"

"friend." answered azka.

"what girl is a boy?"

"viona." azka.

"that sexy woman? I won't let you go with him."

"i didn't ask your permission" Azka said, tidying her collar.

dwi went into his room.

"what's wrong with him?" muttered azka stared at the wonder of the departure of dwi. she stood up from her seat and was about to leave, but suddenly dwi came out of the room dressed very sexy.

"where are you going?" tanya Azka who was astonished to see the clothes worn by dwi.

"i want to go to the club with Sindi."

"dressed like this?"

"yes. why?"

"i won't let you."

"i also did not ask permission from you." said dwi, apparently he deliberately wanted to reply to the azka. "if that's what I go first ya." said dwi but azka pulled his hand violently, and, so that his body slammed right into the chest of his field.they looked at each other. A few moments later azka lowered her gaze down, right in the cleavage of twin twin mountains that open. again he had to swallow his saliva violently.

"don't look at it." said the dwi while closing the eyes of the azka with his hands. "this is not for you." he continued.

azka immediately brushed off his hand. "then for whom?" the question is a little cynical.

"for anyone, who is definitely not you" said dwi.

azka seemed to clench her hands, but suddenly the bell rang and Azka opened the door.

"you, why did you come here? I'm just going to your house." said Azka.

"i can't wait for you too long. It's already 20:15. can we leave now?" ask viona.

"good." said azka.

"excuse me. You're blocking my way." the dwi who suddenly snatched hit azka and viona on purpose.

"aakhh.." chirped viona.

"ups sorry." said dwi. dwi was about to leave but Azka pulled the collar behind her shirt.

"fucking shit! let go of the jerk. You can ruin my shirt." he said.

viona was immediately surprised to see a dual attitude towards azka.how can azka marry a woman like dwi.

"i'm not letting you go! didn't I forbid you to go." decak azka.

"i'm tired of staying home, so let me go."

"then come with me."

"what?" say two and viona at the same time.