Mahligai Infidelity

- Crying Brings Love

A few moments later Wulan came down with a suitcase in her hand. Bi Narsih rushed to her room to pick up some clothes.

“No need to bring too many things, just bring the pnting,” said Arkan with a gentle smile adorning his face.

“Only a few important items that I brought mas, said Wulan.

Arkan waited for Wulan on the ground floor, while welcoming his hand after Wulan after arriving before him.

“Give me the suitcase,” pinta Arkan. He also brought Wulan's suitcase first into the car.

The one waiting for the end appears, bi Narsi! It is with all the typical kempongan mother mother with all kinds of stuff in a fairly large tote bag.

“Come bi. We have to get out of here,” Arkan said.

They were just about to get out of the house, when Brian appeared from the door.

“Where are you going?” brian asked with eyes lit up and full of emotion.

Arkan continued to walk forward holding Wulan's hand. He was steady and brave to face his cousin Brian himself.

“I'll take him away from here,” respond Arkan as if no matter who Brian is.

“Stop,” says Brian loudly. His wide eyes revealed his displeasure with Arkan's attitude.

Brian walked up to Wulan and pulled her hand from Arkan's.

“No one can take away my wife from this house.”

Arkan won't lose. He took Wulan back. “I will take her away, Wulan will take care of her divorce with mas soon,” Arkan said.

Brian's hand clasped Arkan's collar. “Let go of my wife, no one will get divorced in this house. You go from here, you are not welcome in this house,” said Brian then sent a blow to Arkan's face.

Not to be outdone Arkan even hit Brian in the face.

“I'll take him, mas can't keep him locked up like a prisoner. Mas only torment her if it continues in this house.”

“She's my wife, that's my right. Wanted to lock him up, you know that's none of my business. Lift your feet from this house, you are no longer welcome in this house,” said Brian.

He then pulled the wulan's hand and led her to the stairs. But not yet arrived at the stairs Arkan had blocked Brian with a blow.

A great fight ensued between the two men, they fought each other and kicked. Wulan was confused she started crying hysterically begging for the two men to stop fighting.

Blood poured from Arkan's lip, as did Brian, whose left temple broke to bleed.

Before anything happened with the two men Wulan finally raised her voice.

“Stop, stop! Mr. Brian, I'm the one who decided to leave. Mas Arkan is not guilty in the slightest,” said Wulan firmly.

“Mr Brian, your wife herself called you master? Are you an animal to treat him like that?” Arkan whose emotions returned landed a blow to Brian.

Seeing that the two men could not stop Wulan could do nothing but enter between the two. “Stop!” wulan said as she spread out her hands.

“I won't go anywhere, I'll stay here. You guys can stop now?!” wulan.

He looked at Arkan with a pleading gaze. The man's nose was bleeding, and he was not worth the slightest bit to make Arkan take the blow just to get himself out of it.

“Mas, Wulan will stay. Mas go home, do not fight again,” pinta Wulan with full pity.

Arkan shakes. “No, I have to take you away from here,” Arkan said. He took a few steps to Wulan, took her hand and took her away.

Instantly Brian's kick landed perfectly on Arkan's back. Arkan unprepared was immediately thrown a few meters ahead, he fell to the ground and fell to the floor helplessly.

Brian threw Wulan's body into the bed.

“I didn't expect he'd like you like this. I underestimated you too much,” said Brian as he opened one by one buttons of his shirt.

“No sir, don't do this,” said Wulan pleading.

Once Wulan pleads, Brian will slap Wulan once. Wulan continued to move backwards to the end of the bed. But in one pull Wulan's body is now stretched out on the bed.

“Don't master, I beg you not to do this,” said Wulan softly.

Another slap landed on Wulan's cheek.

“I'll do the master's orders, but don't do this. Sir I beg you,” pinta Wulan while continuing to plead. But what he got, another punch landed on his body.

“Aghhhh, pain sir. Release,” whine Wulan while trying to run from Brian's grip.

Brian tried to take Wulan's shirt off. Wulan's resistance overwhelmed him until he finally had to tear the clothes worn by the wulan at that time.

“You must serve me, you are my wife.” said Brian who began in the scope of naf su bi rahi.

“Master, no sir,” cried Wulan while trying to kick Brian.

Wulan covered her chest with both hands, some of her torn clothes in Brian's throw on the floor.

Every now and then Brian pulls Wulan's hair, slapping whatever part he sees. Unsatisfied with the slap, Brian takes the whip from inside the drawer then whips Wulan's body. Wulan could only scream in pain. The more Wulan screams, the more Brian will become.

“Master don't, I'll follow your orders. I'll obey,” Wulan tried to run, kick, hit, but Brian's lips now began to kiss him forcefully.

“If you've been tarnished, Arkan will throw you my wife,” Brian said as he slapped Wulan's hip.

“But between me and the Arkan mas there is no connection whatsoever. Do not do this,” Wulan continues to thrash, while denying he continues to avoid. But with Brian's power so great, Wulan can only resigned when Brian devoured his neck with a brandas. Slowly the lick began to creep towards the chest. Wulan was crying more and more. He kept praying in his heart that someone would come to his aid.

Wulan's prayer seemed granted, Arkan was already standing behind Brian. Arkan was so angry when he saw Brian forcing Wulan to do just that. He pulled Brian's body from Wulan's. He hit Brian many times. His emotions made him blink his eyes. A chair almost hit Brian's body which was then plunged to the floor.

“Master!” ban bi Narsih who just entered the room. “Master can kill him. Bi Narsih took the chair from Arkan's hand and persuaded him. “Now take the madam away from here sir, hurry up.”

Arkan turned to look at Wulan who was sobbing on the bed, he only wore clothes in a slumped to such an extent while trying to cover his body with his own two hands.

Arkan approaches Wulan and hugs him.

“I'm sorry,” his word is short. Arkan was crying with Wulan, he knew what kind of suffering she was going through. And his heart was sliced at Wulan's condition back then.

Arkan held Wulan tightly into his arms. Sometimes he kissed the woman. A few fleeting kisses landed in Wulan's tear-filled eyes.

“I don't want to see you cry like this. I promise this won't happen again. Furthermore there will only be a smile on your beautiful face,” continued Arkan.

Wulan raised her head after hearing Arkan's words. He heard sincerity there. Especially after he looked into the eyes of the man who was crying with him at that time.

Wulan's lips landed on Arkan's lips. Arkan replied to that surprise with more enthusiasm. Not feeling like a passionate kiss, but more like a kiss of mutual trust, Wulan had given her heart and feelings to Arkan right then and there.

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TBC…

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