I'm (Not) Just a Display

A Photo

The next day Arum woke up probably due to fatigue last night waiting for Irfan to come home.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, I'm bad luck."

Arum woke up from his sleep and was surprised, He is now in bed, "Well I can be here anyway, what brother did. And where is he? Did it leave already? Kok didn't wake up for the prayer."

Questions came to his mind, so what could he do. The person in the car is no longer here.

Arum then went and cleaned himself up. He went down to the kitchen. Arum saw that there was one of the maids there.

"Auntie, has Bang Irfan left yet?"

"Already Miss, he advised if Miss wakes up later to have breakfast. Sir is so much work so don't want to disturb Miss rest."

"Well, thank you Bi."

"Yes Miss, I'm sorry."

The maid came out to clean the outer courtyard. Arum sat at the table and ate the food that was available.

After breakfast Arum returned to the room, because he was bored he tried to adventure in her husband's room, mumpung owner no thought.

Not the intention of wanting to be presumptuous, but now that Arum has become Irfan's wife, maybe he can get to know Irfan's life more deeply.

In the corner of the room there is a table with a white rose decoration, for some reason Arum is very interested in the table.

He opened the drawer and saw a photo, but it was tucked upside down. Arum wondered whose photo the husband had kept.

He picked it up, slowly but still hesitant to look. Finally to eliminate his curiosity, Arum also saw the photo.

"A woman?" Arum's forehead wrinkled, The woman was wearing school clothes.

"Who is this girl? Why does it feel so familiar, but I forget where and when to look."

Arum was still looking at the girl's face, maybe he could remember it. But no, he can't remember anything.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being knocked, "Young Miss," turned out to be a maid looking for her.

Arum kept the photo back to where it was, he walked out and opened the door.

"Yes, why Bi?"

"Mrs calling young Miss."

"Ehm well, thanks Bi," Didn't forget Arum said thanks.

"Yes, please excuse me."

Arum went out and headed to the main house, because the first lady called.

Until there Arum saw there was only the mother who sat in the family room alone without papa.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mah," Arum kissed the back of Mama Gita's hand.

"Wa'alaikumussalam dear, here sit. Rather than Arum alone at home, it's better to keep our mama talking."

"Hehehe well Mah. Papa where's Mah?"

"Papa's out with Mr. Toni on business."

Arum was also a sign of understanding.

Arum so remembered back to the figure of the girl he saw.

She wanted to ask but still hesitated, because it might be her husband's privacy. Eventually that intention was broken.

Mama invites Arum to watch movies on tv while occasionally telling stories about whatever it is.

***

"Who is this woman?" Asked a woman to her men who gave some photos.

"She is Mr. Irfan's wife Miss."

"Yes Miss. They had a relationship a year ago. Know it on Instagram, they just don't publish the relationship."

"Tch! Vra*lan! What the fuck!"

"I will destroy your household, there is no match for Irfan Wijaya other than me, Nadia!"

"Get out!"

"Good Miss, excuse me."

Nadia showed a face like a pshyco, he stared one by one the photos on the table.

"Arum, wait and see, I'll take my Irfan back. No one can have it but NADIA!"

He tore the photo in half, separating the picture of Irfan and Arum that had been secretly photographed by his men.

"What if I was your cousin? It's not natural, we don't have any blood ties. Hahahahaha," His laughter was so loud and shrill.

It's just that laughing is not like laughing people in general, anyone who hears it will surely shudder in horror. They could imagine that a bad thing would be done by this woman.

"Wait for the date of the play" he smiled cynically.

After that he entered a room that became a secret room. No one else knows but him.

There are many photos of Irfan plastered in every corner of the room, more precisely the wall of the room was filled with photos of Irfan.

Whether the photo is in the office, at home, when Irfan was bathing was there, very real😳

"You're so sexy baby, I can't wait to play around with you baby" Nadia rubbed one of the photos that revealed Irfan's power while taking a bath.

The look on his face changed again, a face filled with desire and desire. His body was full of cold sweat, his face flushed red.

He immediately contacted someone on the phone and told the person that he wanted to do it, the person across from him excitedly replied and would arrive in a few minutes.

Nadia walked out of the room into the living room, impatiently waiting for someone to come.

Sure enough, it did not take long the person he was looking for was already at the door of his house.

The sound of the house bell rang, Nadia opened the door. A man with a handsome face came to see him. He came in and shut the door and locked it.

He immediately turned Nadia's body towards the wall and grabbed her. Nadia who had been possessed also directly explored the lips of the man.

The man did not stay still, he took off all the clothes on Nadia's body and now Nadia's body was plain without a thread.

Nadia removed her lips and said with a breath that had been hunting "Hurry Al, I can't take it anymore!" He grabbed Al's lips.

"Of course, Honey."

Al also took off all his clothes, lifted up next to Nadia's feet and put his sword and drew the sword into Nadia's body.

Nadia screamed and clawed at Al's back, "Akhh, let's have some fun baby."

"Alright if that's what you want," Al also slowly added to the rhythm of his movement, Nadia moaned and raved incoherently.

Al's hand is used to hold Nadia's leg above while the other hand he uses to play Nadia's breast.

They do it in an open room, even in the house but it's not in the room. Fortunately, Nadia just lives alone without any maids today.

Perhaps He had planned this, the day before He had sent the workers on leave.

In the room, there were sounds of horror, making those who heard shudder.

Half an hour later, they play until they reach their peak, "A little more Al, dear ayoo!"

"Come with Honey."

"AlFIAN ARRghh!"

"CHRISTIANNA!!"

And it just happened.