Love Me Please (Related cruel husband)

Love Me Please (Related cruel husband)
Ramos's Cruelty



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Ramos stepped inside his apartment with a tired face. He has been living alone all this time. Her assistant has her own apartment. Ramos accidentally did not invite Heru to stay with him because he did not want his pleasure with Agnes leaked by his assistant.


Ramos loosened the tie that felt suffocating his neck. He opened the door and entered.


He smiled faintly as he looked at the already clean and tidy apartment. Actually, he deliberately made his apartment messy for Rachel to clean it up.


"Rachel."


"Rachel."


"Rachel," she cried.


However, there was no word from his wife.


"Where is he? Or maybe he ran away? Just be careful if he dares to run away from me. I'll chase you anywhere?" Ramos threw his briefcase and suit over the living room sofa.


The man stepped into the kitchen and searched for his wife.


"Rachel," she sounded.


"Rachel," she cried once more.


Ramos walked into his room. His hands clenched tightly when he saw Rachel who was comfortably asleep on the bed. Why remember the words of Agnes that Rachel is a woman who peddles her body to a striped man makes Ramos angry and hate it?


He went into the bathroom and took a sack of water in his hand. Ramos looked at his sleeping wife with hate. He could not deny if while sleeping Rachel's face looked shady and calm.


Byurrrrrrrrrrrrrrr


He poured the water on the face of the wife who was sleeping comfortably.


"Rain... Rained out... It's raining...." The girl suddenly got out of bed and immediately put up the horses like a person who was shining.


"What are you doing in my room?" ramos


"I-I'm sorry, Mom." Rachel looked down in fear.


Prangs!


Ramos threw the dipper on the floor and made a sound that echoed in his room. Rachel pranced in shock as the girl stroked her chest with a bow.


Rachel walked over to his wife and looked at the woman with hatred.


"******." He gripped the girl's chin until Rachel's eyes looked at him. "How many times have I said. Never touch my stuff. I don't want your dirty hands to bring bad luck to my life." He threw Rachel's chin violently.


Then Ramos opened his belt. She looked at Rachel with a smrik smile.


"Reverse!" jolt her.


"Mas, what do you want?" ask Rachel in fear. His chin turned red as a result of Ramos' hard grip.


"Reverse whore!" ramos in the ear of his wife.


"B-good, my." Rachel complied and turned her back to her husband.


"Bend down!" he said with a clash that almost broke Rachel's eardrum.


"But Mas_"


"Oh, the delay." The man pushed his wife to the floor.


"Argh." Rachel screamed as she felt a sting in her former surgery.


Bugh bugh bugh


"Arghhhhhhhh."


"Argh."


"Argh."


"It hurts, Mas. Golly, Mas. Forgive me," he cried out several times for mercy with screams of pain.


"Female basis ******. I don't want your body touching my bed. The body of another man."


Bugh bugh bugh


"Even." Rachel endured the pain from the blow while whimpering with tears. His body must have been injured by a blow from Ramos.


Ramos' breathing hunts him down just throw his belt away.


Then he looked back at Rachel who was slumped on the floor. He squatted on one leg as his focus.


She clasped Rachel's chin back up loudly, "As I told you. I'll even show you the real hell. And enjoy it, honey. As long as you live, you won't calm down because I'll make you suffer all your life."


Plaque!


One slap back landed on Rachel's cheek so hard that it made a picture of Ramos' fingers look stuck on the girl's cheeks until the corner of her lips also let out fresh blood.


Brak!


Ramos came out of the room slamming the door very hard. Anger always rises up on him. I don't know, every time he saw his wife he always couldn't control his emotions. Imagining Rachel is no longer a virgin and I don't know how many men touch his wife's body makes it even more disgusted to Rachel.


Rachel sat down while hugging both of her arms. Her back shirt was torn due to a hard blow from the husband. His hands and feet have wounds that when touched will definitely cause pain.


The girl gathered her strength in order to stand up. His entire body was in pain and his bones were like broken bones. Feet and hands are covered with belts. Somehow his back might be like an amateur painting?


The girl walked to the wall so as not to fall and fall to the floor. Why does his whole body feel paralyzed? Heavy feet.


He dragged his feet with a limped step towards the bathroom. Tears can no longer be weaved out. Her hair was like a kuntilanak.


The corner of his lips was red from blood that had already frozen and dried up. While his chin is also reddened by the strong grip of the husband's hand.


Rachel went into the bathroom. His whole body is broken. The girl turned on the shower and let her injured body be moved by the water coming out.


She cried with her body shaking while taking off her clothes. Bemoan. Be ill. Rachel couldn't explain it in words. However, there are more sick allegations from Ramos who said that he was a former woman many men. Though let not the former be touched by another man other than Choky's embrace only he never.


"Argh." Rachel screaming. Immediately she turned off the air shower and saw the wound on her operating scar.


"Argh is so sick." He sat on the floor holding his stomach which was still wrapped by bandages. As a result of yesterday's infection, Rachel's wounds had to be sewn back.


"Mom," he sobbed.


Rachel hit his chest repeatedly. Trying to eliminate all the tightness that hinders there. However, even if struck with a hammer his chest would still be tight.


"I thought after marriage you'd change, Mom. But why do you hurt me like this? What's my fault, Mas?" It sounded in the bathroom.


Rachel wiped her tears. The girl stood back up and rubbed her injured body. It hurt and hurt but he didn't care.


She came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her chest. The towel makes the back clearly visible until the former belt is clearly visible there.


Rachel picked up the clothes in the small closet that her husband had provided. If only there were two rooms, he would have changed rooms.


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