
Satria draping jewelry that is quite luxurious at the neckline of the Citra's level. How sweet treatment given by her husband Satria made her touched Citra. Throughout his life Citra never wore gold jewelry, diamonds, or others are considered luxury objects according to him. His life is without relatives and only two with his sister Nura, working to find money for his survival with his only sister and send Nura to a higher level compared to him.
" You look so pretty after wearing that diamond necklace, baby!" satria said softly while turning Citra's body towards him. The smiling image looked at the face of Satria who was so close. With a little look up because between Satria and herself is indeed higher than him. Satria raised the chin of Citra. The image momentarily held its breath. Now without much talking Satria began to play the thin lips of Citra. Citra long enough to let Satria play with her lips until finally Citra began to get used to and like having learned private with Satria. With his agility Citra began to be smart to play the thick lips of Satria. Satria began to stir up her desires. His blood flow is getting hot. Satria wants to demand more of it.
Still in front of the wooden house with lighting that is not large enough. Red light with minimal light makes a romantic atmosphere created between them. They're still out in the open. Satria doesn't care about any of that. He along with Citra had been carried away in the beautiful atmosphere that night. Satria's hand began to lower the dress part of the arm owned by Citra. Now the more visible part of the neckline and the bottom of the neck is white seductive. Satria began to touch that part with her palm. The image is still adrift on Satria's lips. His blood flow is getting warmer. His legs began to tremble when one hand Satria began to pick up and infiltrate behind his dress. One finger began to play and dance on the small hill of Citra. Even now it starts to break through and play there until it gets wet. Whether what liquid is there but it will facilitate the movement of Satria to continue all its actions. Now Citra began to pass the sound of delicious moans. Satria is increasingly encouraged to herd Citra into a wooden house that may be very suitable for erotic activities of the two men.
Satria now began to lift Citra's body and carry her into a wooden house. Stepnua wide already impatient immediately want to execute Citra. Satria began to lay Citra's body on top of the not-so-extensive dispute. Satria now began to reveal the dress owned by Citra up to the top. That smooth white thigh started to plastered for real. But Satria was reluctant to take off all the clothes worn by Citra. Satria began to take down the small triangular cloth from inside the dress worn by Citra. Satria smiled with a grin and started to lower her head in that forbidden area. Satria now began to inhale the distinctive aroma of Citra and began to play wildly with his search and even his mischievous tongue. The image squirms and slightly lifts her hips.
After his Satria will complete all the activities until both of them are equally drooping and regulate each other's breath.
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Morning has come to the day. The sun smiled kindly in that realm. The two people of different types are still drooping on the contest in the wooden house. Both pairs of their eyes were still reluctant to open their eyes. They still look tired because of the long struggle they did all night until finally both of them were plain unclothed with a blanket as a cover. Several times the newlywed couple carried out a husband and wife relationship that gave and received each other.
The image began to open its eyes staring at Satria beside her. Satria looks so handsome while sleeping like that. The image began to descend from the quarrel and began to put on her dress again. The image was about to wake Satria but was undone by her intentions. Finally Citra began to walk up to the villa to take a change of clothes Satria and herself.
Citra left the wooden house where there was still Satria sleeping there. The image with his steps walked into his room. But before he reached his room, he was a stranger who had confronted him and smothered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. The image now began to be unconscious and carried by the two foreign men.
The two foreign men then brought Citra into the oak in his car and began to leave the place.
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Satria awoke from her sleep and did not find her wife next to her. The day has begun. Satria thought, Citra is currently in her bedroom villa. Satria quickly returned to the top and headed for the room in her villa. But upon arrival in the villa's room, the knight did not find Citra, the beloved wife. Satria immediately searched for the existence of the villa guard, the maid there and also his personal driver. But they all did not know the whereabouts of Citra, the young master's wife.
" Look at the CCTV. Who would dare to kidnap Citra?" satria began to growl. The personal assistant and the driver immediately saw CCTV around the villa.
Satria begins to get emotional with the kidnapping of his wife. Until finally the assistant and the guardian of the villa found someone who had kidnapped Citra.
" Young master!" satria's personal assistant began to speak.
" How, have you found any clues as to who has brought Citra?" ask Satria.
" Bxxxx's car plate, young master! Two foreign men with face coverings. It looks like they are someone's man." explained Satria's personal assistant.
" Find the whereabouts of that car plate, quick!" satria's orders with rage.
" It may be Milar or." murmured Satria.
" I've got to find Milar!" satria thought and started wearing her jacket.
" Come with me!" satria orders to his personal assistant.
" Where are we going to find the young master's wife?" ask Satria's personal assistant to the god level.
" We're looking for Milar's whereabouts first. Maybe we go to his apartment first." said Satria. Satria's personal assistant followed what her young master said. Satria with high worries began to run his car up to high speed. Satria's personal assistant was nauseous and dizzy, Satria was driving her car at above average speed. On the other hand, the Bramantyo people are already looking for the existence of Citra in various places.
Because many people in the underworld sometimes like to make trouble, they know who will threaten their security and terrorize their family life.
Satria's cell phone rang, her incoming call was picked up. The incoming call from her brother Bramantyo.
" You calm down! Your wife is with Milar's men. Image on the roof at his house. Apparently, your ex-lover just wants to play around with you, brother! Hahaha." said Bramantyo across the street. Satria snorted in annoyance.
" I'm married, brother! I promised my grandmother and Citra I wouldn't play with another woman" Satria said.
" good! I love your commitment, brother! Brother is also the same." said Bramantyo.
" Really?" satria said as if he did not believe Bramantyo's words.
" Hahaha, you don't trust me!" Bramantyo.
" It's not like that, brother! I just thought, pity the women who adore you. They will definitely be heartbroken by the decision of the brother who married Yurika and will be faithful to it" said Satria.
" This is a risk for a genuine man with a myriad of experiences. Hahaha." - Bramantyo.
" Okay, Satria! If Milar makes things difficult for you, my people will act." added Bramantyo.
" Safe brother, I'll solve this problem. I make sure Citra will be fine. Milar only wanted me, not Citra" Satria said and closed his call.