Love of the Son of the Maid

Crackle

And Ira's heart, squeezed and forcibly pulled from her chest cavity, as Juna's car entered a very luxurious inn. Ira and Mr. Yono immediately parked the bike they were riding. Bad thoughts are hurting Ira's brain right now.

"Mas Juna lied to me again. So, what is my husband's lie, oh god?" Ira Mumm.

"Wait a minute, non. Don't go near them." Pinta Pak Yono, when he saw Ira almost approached Juna.

"The evidence is not strong. Let them in, and we'll go straight, so that Juna mas can't kink anymore." Another imbibing.

"Keep, what should we do, sir?" Ira still didn't understand. His brain is already complicated and difficult to digest what the driver says.

"Wait until there is evidence in plain sight, and then teach them a lesson. Don't be hurt, non. Non-Ira has to stay emotionally resilient, to stay on the right track."

Ira blinked her eyes a few times, digesting what Mr. Yono had just said. It's true said Mr. Yono, Ira was only carried away by emotions and could not bear to see the affection of the two of them. Jealousy had apparently burned his heart.

Ira just kept quiet and didn't answer. The girl waited until Juna came in, met the receptionist and headed to the room they had booked.

From the door, Ira still faithfully wears her white glasses and black mask. Likewise with Mr. Yono who is getting panicked.

Actually, Mr. Yono was reluctant to get involved because he still needed a job. But in retrospect, this is about conscience. Ira has been like her own son for a long time. Job problems, Mr. Yono resigned if later he got the anger of Juna and fired disrespectfully. Most importantly, Ira got justice.

For Mr. Yono, Ira's pity has been lied to not once, but many times.

"Where is this, Mr Yono?" Ask Ira. Ira's eyes were reddened, unable to hold back tears, when she saw Keysha dragging her suitcase, and Juna who was walking in front dashingly. Both really look very good.

"We're talking to the hotel, non. We're asking permission to discover their scandal." Said Mr. Yono whispering softly in Ira's ear.

"Good, sir. But, isn't Mr Yono afraid of being fired?" Ask Ira later.

"Work problem, if later I get fired, I will run a job outside only, non. Importantly, first prioritize justice for Non Ira." Answer Mr. Yono sensibly.

"Thank you very much, sir." Ira had promised in his heart, he would really consider Mr. Yono like his own father.

"Together, non."

The two then meet with the receptionist to ask permission to meet Juna without confirmation. Not to forget, Ira also showed some photos of her marriage with Juna, which she captured in her cell phone memory.

**

In a room that is quite spacious classic, Arjuna was sitting his own body rough. The man breathed his breath tired, tired as a result of Keysha's request which he judged to be very pressing.

Juna has to lie, Juna has to sin on both his parents, himself, and Ira. In the man's mind, what would happen if Ira found out how he behaved behind Ira.

A sweet smile Ira, suddenly plastered real in the corner of his eyes. There are many things in Juna's heart that make Juna have to stop all this. But in fact, his logic says that if he stopped all this, Keysha would not be willing to let go.

"Yes, are you done?" Ask Juna back.

"Udah. The gih guruan."

"Hm." Arjuna muttered lazily. The man walked to the bathroom to clean himself up. Although this morning Juna had taken a shower, but he always sweated and required a bath after a long trip.

An area located on the outskirts of the capital, with beautiful views behind the hotel, makes Keysha feel at home. The woman really wants to spend her last time with Juna, before Juna actually leaves her life.

Probably according to most of the people, Keysha is evil. It's just that Keysha has a great love for Juna. Their togetherness has meant a lot to Keysha.

"Why daydream?" ask Juna who just came out of the bathroom. A towel wrapped around her waist and knees, as well as drops of water left over from her wet hair, make Juna more handsome and masculine.

"Nothing, look at the view." Keysha. The woman closed the window curtain, before she turned around and approached Juna, pulling the man into her arms.

"Although this isn't the first time we've done it, but I feel different this time around. I love you so much. But if we're going to make it happen, yeah, what can I do?" Keysha lirih. There was a painful pulse in his heart.

Even so, is keysha willing to give up? Oh of course not. The scheming woman full of deceit had made a grand plan to trap Juna. Look who's gonna hurt who after this. Keysha doesn't want to be a stupid woman and loses Juna without trying to defend Arjuna. It won't.

"God, Sha. Don't talk about it anymore. This was our agreement from the beginning, you are willing on these terms. I have filled it. Just after this, you also have to keep your promise to stay away from me." said Juna firmly.

Arjuna still did not react, nor did he return Keysha's embrace, with a similar hug. Usually he will be very aggressive towards Keysha, but this time it is different. Juna seems to no longer find the beat of love and a strange sense of strange again towards Keysha.

"I know what I have to do." Tukas Keysha.

Keysha breaks away, looking at Juna with a sensually seductive look, hinting that he wants to be touched.

Of course as a normal man, Juna could not resist Keysha's subtle charm that provoked Juna's instinct to touch.

Over time, of course, one can guess, that the two had drifted away in a peerless heavenly delight.

Sayup-sayup, Arjuna heard the sound of a door hinge that rotated, and accompanied by the sound of steps. Arjuna's reflexes rose, finding his wife already there stiffly and dumbfounded. The tears of Juna's wife had flowed along the river soaking most of his face.

"Your?" Mumbled Juna while pulling the blanket to cover his already perfectly open body.

One lucky Juna who at least still makes him saved, Juna has not had time to touch Keysha completely even though he has not dressed.

"So, this is an event that only involves schoolmates first, mas Juna?" Ask Ira slowly. Step Ira feels . . . .

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