Madame Me, My Husband

Forgive Me

Disappointed, that was what Yuda felt right now. After leaving Intan alone in his study. He wanted to calm down by going to his mother's house. Yuda only bluffs, it is impossible to fuck a woman who has not been in the recesses of his heart.

Arriving there, Wulan who happened to have not fallen asleep frowned, why the newlyweds who usually will the first night with his wife, instead visited his parents' house.

"Yuda, why are you here?" Wulan closed the door of the house then took a quick step, approaching Yuda who had just sat on the sofa.

"Why? Can't it? Where's Mommy, is she sleeping?" Judah circulated a glance for a moment, looking at the whereabouts of Mother Ema.

Wulan was increasingly confused about Yuda's attitude. Not just saying the sister's words. The woman of full stature sat beside Judah.

"Mother is asleep. You why? Same story, Mother? Is there a problem?" tanyanya.

The breath sounded heavy from Judah's nose. "Yes Ma'am, since my wife asked me to remarry, there are always problems in my life, tonight I will sleep here," he said.

Quietly in Wulan's heart. He feels arrogant himself, why the sister always shows her love for Intan.

"It's not good that your wife asks you to remarry, you can't have any pity on Sinta, first night with her, Jud, give her an inner living as well, pity Sinta," explained Wulan as briefly as possible. Deep down he now wished that Judah could grant his request.

Hearing that, a trace of anger emanated from Netra Yuda. He stared intently at the woman he respected other than his wife.

"Did no one feel sorry for me?! No Intan, no Ma'am, it's all the same! Did you ask Intan to marry again ha?!" wrath Yuda.

Wulan jerked. For the first time the younger brother dared to raise his voice in front of him. Seeing that both of Judah's eyes were radiated with anger, he turned his face to the side. Dare not look back at his sister at this moment.

Yuda snorted then sauntered away from before Wulan with emotions still bursting. "I'm sorry!"

Brak!

"Astag." Wulan stroked her chest as the sound of the door being shut was strong by Yuda.

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Meanwhile, in Sinta's room that has been decorated with red roses. The woman who just took off her free time this morning. Pacing in the room, waiting for the arrival of Judah.

Sinta is so agitated. Remembering tonight is her first night. A few minutes ago he passed Intan in the room. Intan tells her to go into the room and tells her to get ready, serving Judah.

Sinta's body was immediately cold hot, imagining spending the night with the man she liked a long time ago.

Sinta froze when the sound of the door opening in her ear and at the same time Judah poked out from behind the door. The woman squeezed out the thin clothes that Intan had given her some time ago.

"Mas," called out to Sinta gently as she saw Yuda instead standing like a statue in front of the door.

Four meters from Intan. Judah looked closely at his young wife from head to toe. I don't know what the man was thinking, his gaze was very difficult to understand. Yuda approached Sinta.

"Em, I'm sorry, if this outfit makes you uncomfortable, Ms. Intan who gave it to me last time." Sinta started the conversation when Yuda was silent a thousand languages and just looked at him from earlier.

"You ready?"

Sinta was so timid, directly lowered her head, not daring to answer Yuda's question.

In a split second, Yuda pulled Sinta's hand and pushed the woman's shoulder firmly into the bed.

Sinta was surprised not to play, when Yuda's treatment of him was very rude, he said. But because of his passionate love, Sinta does not care.

"You want me to touch you, right!?" Yuda's voice rose up making Sinta again and again jump in shock.

Sinta was stunned, her tongue was stiff when Yuda was taking off the cloths attached to her body one by one, until the man was now completely innocent without a piece of cloth.

Ask to turn your face to the side. A red hue was engraved on both of his cheeks now. While Yuda went up to the bed, then supported Sinta under his body.

"Love, do you love me?" tanya Yuda jerked roughly at Sinta's clothes.

"From a long time ago I loved you, Mom," said Sinta quietly as she crossed her arms around her chest.

Yuda grinned for a moment. "Hm, but unfortunately I don't love you, only Intan is the owner of my heart!" the thrill then without warming up at all did the unification until Sinta screamed hysterically now.

Now indoors, the dimly lit voice****** and the crying mixes into one. Sinta sobbed softly, seeing Judah treating her very harshly. He knew, obviously knew very well, that his name was not yet in the heart of Judah but for some reason when Judah spoke directly before him, his heart soured. This person loves without being loved.

Five minutes later, after Judah had spouted the seed in his dirahim. The man grabbed his clothes on the floor and quickly put on his shirt and pants.

"Rest, put your clothes back on" said Yuda and sauntered away. Leaving Sinta still lying in the place of complaint with her eyes still dewy.

After the departure of Yuda. Sinta enveloped her body then wiped away the trace of her crying instantly.

"Why is it like this. I love you, Mas Yuda, can't you treat me gently" Sinta muttered as she bit her lower lip.

Meanwhile, after touching Sinta's body just now, Yuda's feeling was so upset. He rubbed his hair up. Yuda stopped his legs for a moment. Gender his head against the wall. Seeing a photo of Intan smiling inside the frame displayed in the middle room.

The pair of black eyes looked at the photo carefully. The radiance of Yuda's eyes turned into a wistful instant.

I don't know, what are you planning on doing? Why can't I dive into your mind now?

Yuda took a deep breath and then decided to go to the woman, who else if Intan. Before going to Intan's room, Yuda decided to take a bath first in the guest room.

Yuda slipped into his room. Seeing Intan sleeping peacefully on the bed. He stepped slowly, approached the bed, then tidied up Intan's long hair dangling on the edge.

For a moment he compared Intan and Sinta. In terms of face Sinta is more beautiful, but for Yuda, Intan is always the one who makes his heart rustle. Women who have personality and soft words can always make him fall in love every day.

Yuda spread his body beside Intan and hugged her from behind, while slipping his face in the recess of Intan's neck.

I'm sorry, because your husband has touched a woman other than you

Yuda inhaled in the scent of Intan's body while closing his eyes slowly.