Husband's girlfriend!

G-string Pink

Nilam went into the room with shaky steps and the heart grew sicker. It hasn't been fully revealed yet, but she's sure sooner or later, God will definitely show her husband's vices out there.

Nilam chose to flutter his body under the radiance of water. He thought getting married would make him happy. Happy at the beginning, after that, there are only lies that he got from Indra.

He had been willing to follow Yuki's advice to calm down and act as if nothing happened, but a shopping receipt under Indra's car even made his emotions more ignited. Previously, he hoped that after entering the room he would see a package containing lingerie to throw his suspicions again to Indra, hoping that Indra would deliberately want to give a sweet surprise for him with his favorite object.

Unfortunately there is no, it seems that Nilam's suspicion is reasonable, just that it has not met a bright spot.

"Patience, Lam ... Breathe in, exhale." He began to calm himself. Then get out of that place with just a towel.

No he thought, it turns out in their room was waiting for Indra. The man seemed to approach her.

"I'm sorry I've been too busy lately. I love you, Lam. There's no way I'm playing with fire behind you."

Nilam tried not to pierce, but she who had not been touched by her husband for a long time, so it cannot be avoided when Indra began to give sensual touches on his body as well as at the points of prey to make Nilam so forget about their current problems.

Nilam started to get carried away, opening his thighs wider as Indra started playing there. But then, Nilam yelled at Indra, she immediately became disgusted given what Indra was doing out there with the other women. Although it has not been proven, but somehow, Nilam amused.

"Why, Honey?" indra asked, trying to touch Nilam again, which this time dodged quickly.

"You haven't even explained to me who the lingerie is."

Indra looked at Nilam in annoyance. "Can't we be friendly, don't mess with your accusations! I've been trying to fix our relationship! Appreciate it!"

"You must appreciate me! You don't think I'm hurt?"

"Gosh, Nilam. That's the receipt of one of the buyers at the mall. Someone complained about the groceries so I had to intervene. That structure is indeed a duplicate that must be held by the manager."

Indra's reasons make sense, but Nilam still does not believe. He's outraged, not intending to continue their game. Nilam pulled out a set of sleeping pajamas then hurriedly laid down his body.

"You are so smart!" sizzle Nilam cold.

No more sahutan from Indra. Nilam is tired too, he needs sleep. Soon, his eyes began to close. Indra did the same.

***

At half-time in the morning, Nilam woke up from his sleep. On the side he lay down. It's blank! She immediately went downstairs, opened the bathroom and found no whereabouts of her husband.

Patchouli moved again, this time down. The atmosphere below was quiet with dim lights. However, there is a voice. He rushed down looking for that faint sound. The closer the voice was the more it sounded clear, not an ordinary voice, it was the voice of a woman who was sighing. Disgusting temptations sounded to make Nilam nauseous to hear it.

However, when Nilam got closer to the middle room, the voice disappeared, he saw Indra was asleep in front of the lighted television. What was the sound of an adult film?

Nilam circled the place, then turned off the television. He let Indra sleep downstairs and go back up. Upon Nilam's return to the top, he thought again, maybe he was the one who accused Indra too much.

"But I'm sure he was playing with fire behind me!"

Nilam began to search around the room. Maybe he can find something there. Oh no, not in the room, it looks like she has to investigate the contents of her husband's car.

At exactly four in the morning, as dawn approached, Nilam slowly exited the back door after he grabbed the car keys that had been placed by his husband. Nilam began to enter, the sound of car alarm had made Nilam afraid that Indra would wake up but after waiting for a while, there was no sign of the man coming out.

Nilam began exploring the contents of her husband's car. Nothing was found for a while but as he looked back, just below the chair, he saw something pink in there.

A g-string?

Nilam clenched his hand. He grabbed it with a look of disgust and took it home. Is her husband going to say that it belongs to his mother?