Happy After Divorce

CHAPTERS 16. SINGLE FOR TONIGHT

The sound of the apartment door closed violently, the dashing young man was seen in a hurry to get into the luxury apartment. Pulling the hand of the beautiful woman who makes a woman like Mark even so hasty lust because tempted by Dinar, laughter Dinar flowed. His body was dragged hastily close to the sofa, before Dinar's body fell on the surface of the sofa.

The two hands of Dinar were directly draped to Mark's neck, with a glare in the eyes. This beautiful woman was heavily drunk, losing her sanity and this made Mark even happier.

"Eetts! Don't kiss me yet." The dinar quickly blocked the movement of Mark's lips with his index finger.

Dinar's right hand fingers touched Mark's sexy red lips. With a grinning smile, Mark even gave a lip kiss on the index finger of Dinar's hand. Before removing Dinar's hand from his lips, Dinar chuckled amusedly at the manner of this dashing man on it.

"What do I have to do, to kiss your lips? And fight with your tongue?" ask Mark with a heavy hoarse tone.

Dinar can smell the scent of masculine perfume emanating from Mark's body, which is definitely not a cheap perfume that people can wear. This young man was definitely not just anyone, Dinar pulled both corners of his lips high. The silly smile that seemed printed there, Dinar again draped his hand to Mark's neck.

"Does Mr Mark have a wife?" ask Dinar with a hoarse tone.

The frown on Mark's forehead is immediately visible, wife? It was a strange question Mark heard. Mark never thought that way, for Mark the freedom in life is to get away from the pit of hell. Where movement is completely restricted and only has to live with a woman until she dies. Nah! Mark Louis doesn't like living that way, for Mark that kind of life isn't fun. Mark wants to live freely without being shackled by marriage.

"Do you see this ring on my finger, Hem?" Mark raised his right hand.

"No," said Dinar with a gaze staring at Mark's long fingers. "Even so, that doesn't mean a man like Mr. Mark doesn't have a lover."

Mark chuckled with a low tone intonation, and said, "I have no interest in such a relationship Dinar, beautiful. For me marriage is a fetter and so is the lover. That's why I don't want both, as long as I can get what I want and what I need."

Dinar smiled sillyly hearing it, even though Dinar no longer thought properly. At least this woman is still embedded in her subconscious, if she should not have a relationship with a man who is married or has a lover. Because Dinar does not want to be someone who destroys the lives of other women, Dinar really understands the feeling of being destroyed by other women.

"Then how are you?" ask Mark back to Dinar.

Dinar stared intensely at Mark's dashing face, making the man's chest rumble. When the eyes clashed, diving so deep. There was a wound inside both of Dinar's clear-eyed beads, the woman under Mark's piercing, what made Dinar store such pain.

"I? I am a widow, Sir. In a few months. Maybe the hammer has not been tapped, but religiously speaking, he and I are no longer husband and wife" Dinar replied in a bitter tone. "Have you lost interest in me?" ask Dinar bluntly.

For a while Mark froze, before his lips lifted high afterwards. "Let's take it tonight that a woman as beautiful as you is a single woman."

Mark lowered his body, before Dinar's red lips were touched. The two eyes of Dinar closed slowly, when he felt how Mark's lips touched his lips. Pengulum the blade of Dinar's lower lip, Dinar opened his mouth as Mark's tongue slipped in. Stifled groans sounded faint, the struggle of Mark's lips so expertly made Dinar overwhelmed.

Saliva melts down on the side of Dinar's cheek, a breath of Dinar hunts. When Dinar's lips are removed, Mark's lip kiss goes down to the intersection of Dinar's neckline. The two hands, which were originally clad by Dinar around Mark's neck, now move towards either side of the man's shirt.

Crudely squeezing Mark's shirt, a long sob on Dinar's neck made those red lips open. Decakan sounded more heated, as Dinar's hands moved to unbutton Mark's clothes one by one, Mark buried his face in the niche Dinar's face.

***

"Kok, backwards? Are you and the Lecturer fighting, Anjani?" ask the mother a lot of questions. "You know what our family is like? Mother and Father cannot send you to school. Moreover, there are your sisters who need a lot of money to eat and school, Anjani. If anything happens between you and the Lecturer. Just give up Anjani, our family needs him."

"What your mother said is true, Anjani. It is not that the Father and Mother do not understand the world of courtship that there are ups and downs. But what we fear is that Mr. Dosen is saturated with you," the father's timpal made Anjani's face even more pale.

Is it true that the lover begins to saturate him? Is because of what Anjani has given to Damar. Anjani gives her body to Damar, with the promise of being married to Damar. And Damar will divorce his wife, but the opposite is true today. Damar instead insisted on maintaining a relationship with his wife, even though Anjani's current condition is two-bodied.

Anjani's head immediately dodged quickly, and said, "No way, sir! Ma! Mas Damar until anytime will not be able to release me. As long as there is. Mas Damar will continue to love me, and we never fought at all. So Mom and Dad, don't worry."

A sigh of relief was heard from the husbands, before the two of them approached themselves towards Anjani. Head Lasmi turned to the right and to the left, feeling that the hut house was deserted. There were no Anjani brothers, nor any neighbors passing by.

"Anjan! Attract him in another way" Lasmi said in a soft tone. "Bring her on your bed, if you can you should conceive her son Mr. Lecturer. Until she can't let go of you and will soon marry you."

"Yes, what your mother proposed is right, son. That way he won't be able to escape responsibility. Both as lovers and the father of your children" said Edi agreed to the advice of the wife.

For the sake of being able to live comfortably and tastefully, they both did not hesitate to incite their children to do indecent things at a young age. Anjani stuck, in the womb of Anjani there is a son Damar. But the man was not even responsible, instead asked Anjani to leave Jakarta. Looking for a place outside the city, in order to give birth to their two children. Instead of marrying Anjani, Anjani's chest hurt.

"A—aku, know. I'll do the best I can, sir! Ma!" exclaim Anjani with a soft tone.

With his hands rubbed slowly his flat stomach, hoping Anjani could force Damar to marry her. Whatever happens, Anjani has to make Damar stop throwing it away and the fetus out of town.

***

"Eeuggh," lenguh Dinar with low tone intonation.

Kala before being followed by both eyelids Dinar opened slowly, back eyelids Dinar closed slowly. When the lighting that invaded the retina of the eye Dinar, made the owner groan irritated because of the sunlight.

"Weight," complained Dinar as he felt a twitch on his waist. "Ck! My head's dizzy."

The dinar opens its eyes slowly, before the retina of the eye adjusts the incoming lighting.  Why the room that Dinar occupy shades of gray combined with white, it feels like the room that the last few weeks are not like this. Swabs on the flat stomach Dinar make both eyes Dinar that had been narrowed, now open wider.

Quickly Dinar turned her body, Mark's pillow face with a plain body without a thread beside her body made Dinar shocked.

KYA!

The sound of shouting soared from Dinar's lips, making Mark inevitably soar up from the subconscious.

Seriate....