LOVING SOMEONE'S WIFE

Actuality

At a glance, that word came to mind Amel who had just opened his eyes, wait where is this?, why was he in a very foreign room, so much so, those beautiful eyes traced every single thing inside the room.

Ah yes, he just remembered that last night he insisted on sleeping with one of his students, well how could he do such a ridiculous thing.

But believe me all that he did with full consciousness without coercion even he was the one who forced Angga here. forced the body to continue hugging all night.

Wait where Angga now, where the body that last hugged him, aware of Angga who is no longer in his arms also arouses his curiosity about where the man went.

It's too early to go to school or maybe he's up late, which might be like that, Amel took his cell phone which was located in the drawer next to their bed and looked at the clock that was there.

Time still shows at 06:15 then where did Angga go, what came home after he fell asleep last night, last night, last night, amel's cheeks met red as he recalled that last night they were chatting on the sofa and he put his head on Angga's shoulders and after he remembered nothing more.

When he woke up and opened her in the room means Angga carrying her into the room, he even smiled to imagine when he was in the arms of Angga, the smartest student on his maple.

Amel who had finished some clean also walked towards the kitchen, looking for a figure that now always filled his mind, a disappointed look from the face of Amel when he did not find someone he was looking for in the kitchen.

He then sat on his buttocks on the chair while staring at the door with a blank look and said.

"She left me here alone" somehow her tears suddenly flowed from the corner of her cheek, she felt very disappointed in herself, he was angry at himself who could not hold back anymore when he was with his students.

Amel is confused by her heart why she is a woman who seems to be pursuing the love of a student herself even with the ease of her own dignity just because of the love that will never be said.

She was crying there crying for herself who had never felt loved by any man. About the father who had always been unfair to her and also about his Uncle who didn't seem to see her.

And Bobby I don't know if he feels uncomfortable at his side, very different from when he was with his student, Angga.

His tears kept flowing making him not realize that there are footsteps that are now walking towards his seat, the sound of the door opening earlier could not divert his world.

Elusan sassy from Angga's hand resuscitated Amel from his cry, turning towards the owner of the hand that was stroking his hair, he was fixated there, he was glued there, his bad thoughts about him living alone there evaporated just like that.

"Why cry heem?" the hand has now moved towards the cheek and wiped away the tears that flowed there.

Amel got up from his seat, and hugged the body in front of him, still with a hiccup still heard from his mouth.

"What's wrong?" ask Angga again.

"Near by morning is it crying?"

Angga wanted to see a face that was crying in his warm embrace, Angga was a little confused why Amel turned into a very spoiled woman when alone with her.

Really Angga feel happy at this time, when he saw Amel showed in his attitude that he had not shown to anyone, and it was only on her and only her that Amel became himself and expressed himself without having to become his image.

"Where are you from?" ask her with a soft voice.

"From downstairs, grab some breakfast!"

"Eat first yes"

Angga was intending to release his embrace but Amel even more tightly hugged him, Angga narrowed his eyebrows at the adorable behavior of his teacher, actually what he wanted.

"we eat first yes, we'll be late"

There was no answer there, Amel even acted there he inhaled deeply the scent of Angga's body that seemed to still be natural without the smell of perfume or soap.

Angga just let what Amel did to him, she said, he just resigned himself even though he wanted to drag his teacher under his support and sighing great because of his actions again that have aroused his passion this morning.

"Aaahhh" ******delicately escaped from Angga's mouth, who else would have done it if not Amel he sniffed Angga's chest with his nose and occasionally rubbed it there.

Hearing the voice of ******* Angga made Amel look up to see the face of Angga who had a little burning passion, felt to be played by Amel, Angga looked down and said.

" It's been his playfulness, if you still want to continue teasing me don't blame me if at this time I pull you into the room and make you sigh heavily and can not walk for 2 days." furious Angga

Amel was not afraid that he put his hand on Angga's neck and kissed him on the neck and sucked him hard he died a red trace there.

Seeing the results of his first work, he smiled shyly and away from where Angga stood.

"Let's have breakfast." he asked, he did not feel the slightest guilt on the student,

While Angga he growled annoyed but what is possible is that he could not be angry or punish the teacher who had done the most beautiful abuse on him, wanted to get angry and vent even unbearable, he said, didn't the woman just cry just because she stayed for a while by herself, it was a crybaby woman who pretended to be firm.

"I'll avenge what you did today, just wait if there's time I won't let you wear your shirt for a second" inner Angga while holding the turmoil that is at the top end of his weapon.

Angga let out his breath to relieve the lust of lovemaking due to the act that Amel did earlier, when he had mastered himself he was sitting next to Amel.

But apparently his ordeal did not end there, Angga again incubated when suddenly......