Marriage Contract Letter

Hating myself.

Seeing Dian look bad. Jhoni moved up and closer, shrugging Dian to stand up and walk. Jhoni drags Dian's body into his car, taking Dian to a hotel where he is staying.

From far away there was a satisfied smile. When looking at Dian in the striped-nose man, while the woman herself also had fun with the pleasure-seeking man for a moment.

Not long on the road, the two were already in a spacious and luxurious hotel room. Jhoni lay Dian's body on a spacious bed and covered with clean white sheets.

The man seemed not to want to waste his time anymore, Jhoni immediately fondled Dian who was half conscious. The man smirked in satisfaction, seeing Dian offset his aggressiveness. But it did not last long, Dian immediately fell asleep in a state of just dressing in it.

Jhoni patted Dian's cheek to wake up but Dian did not respond or say. whereas the man's desire had gone up to the crown, the blood that was rustling hot. The cat tub faced with the fish on the plate The more eager to enjoy it as quickly as possible. With a breath that hunts. He does not care anymore Dian is aware or not, the important thing is that his desire is fulfilled right now.

With his savage smile, the man stripped away everything he was wearing and with a single pull. Dian's body was plain without a thread. The man's eyes widened and watched the beautiful sculpture before his eyes, as if dissatisfied with his vision.

The man drew his eyes closer and his hands traced from head to toe. Nothing is missed in the least, everything is smooth and almost flawless. Until finally Jhoni wants to do the action that goes to the core. After opening Dian's legs, he prepared to insert his thing into the core of Dian.

Brak!

The solid door was forcefully opened by someone. Jhoni gasped and sat down. "Who are you?" jhoni's voice while glaring was disturbed.

It looked as if a large tall man dressed in black rushed over to her and without warning.

Bugh!

The big tall man kicked Jhoni's chest which was still gasping. And no doubt Jhoni's body fell backwards, he said,

Hek!

The deep voice that came out from Jhoni's lips. Jhoni also held onto his chest, which was painful. Before Jhoni wakes up. The man kicked back and this time the Jhoni bird was the target.

Hek! hek!

Jhoni's eyes glared perfectly, feeling his immeasurable pain. After receiving a series of attacks, right on his weapon that began to wake up and tense, transformed into a cute sparrow.

With lightning fast, the man rolled Dian's body with a blanket. And carrying the body like carrying a sack of rice, the man took Dian out of the room. With wide and hasty footsteps.

Jhoni whimpered in pain, slumped on the mattress enduring countless pains. In the chest and core.

Dian was laid on a king size mattress, still wrapped in a blanket. Because he still did not wear clothes at all, how many hours he was still unconscious. The man sat on the sofa not far from the bed that is now occupied.

Finally Dian began to realize the movement of his body. Opening her eyes slowly and her gaze circled the place, how surprised Dian was. When he saw a big tall man dressed in black. With her head still dizzy, Dian woke up. Glared at the man.

"Who are you? why is it here." Dian's eyes were still observing the room, but felt in her hotel room. Because there's a suitcase in the corner of that room.

Some time there was no reply from that person, Dian repeated the question earlier. "Hi ... Why don't you answer my question, who are you ha?"

After enjoying the cigarette smoke on his finger. Throwing white smoke out of his nose and mouth. Only then did the man make his voice. "I'm a stranger to you" he explained.

Dian was confused, with his head still dazed plus the man's answer which was very confusing. Dian observed his body still wrapped in a blanket, slowly he observed his body. Plain, Dian again widened his eye bead. Glared perfectly, throwing what was nearby. Like pillows and bolsters, his voice rose.

"What is my body? jerk-off. A coward! when I'm unconscious, you treat me like that, right? answer asshole. Don't shut up, you ugly man. It's not polite to go into someone's room, I'll report you to the police. You don't know that I'm the wife of a successful businessman in this country." Dian keeps on messing around. The bolster pillow that had been returned to where he threw back towards the man who remained relaxed on the sofa.

"Hi, listen to Madam. Stop berateing me! try to remember what you did before you were here. Try to remember well again, do what the same who? don't you just talk." The man stared intently at Dian.

Dian was silent for a moment, speechless. He remembered what had happened earlier, at least he remembered that he had been idly talking to the man who claimed to be Jhoni. Stranger man, handsome and white, but why change with this guy. Tall big, dark skin. No sweetness at all.

Dian can only remember until he chatted, with a man named Jhoni on the beach, after which he can not remember anymore. Dian shook her head many times, consciously already being here. "What's been going on with me asshole, answer and why are you here?"

"You-" the man paused his speech, chose to smoke his cigarette and threw his smoke into the ceiling.

Makes Dian even more upset. Clenched his teeth, also clenched his hands.

"You're almost on the same striped-nose guy, ma'am. Just look at your body, what was that?" the man put his ears on. "So you said. What if you were a wife of someone? why do you dare serve that striped-nose man." He stared expressionlessly.

Dian turned his gaze in another direction. There is anger and shame too. Regretfully, there was once an ugly intention but, even though he puffed out that intention. "I do not believe you, where is the evidence, if I serve the foreign man, do not carelessly talk? it could be slander." Strictly Dian he did not believe the man's words at all.

The man smiled cynically. "Hem, you ask for proof, the evidence is clear, test my eyes. If you're almost in the ga-u-li guy's dappled nose, did you forget that you were someone's wife? he should keep the honor of his family. Not being a bad woman."

Dian shook his head slowly. Eyes glazed. "No, that's not possible? you lie, I don't do that, there's no way I'm like that." Dian's tone was high with still not moving out of place.

The man shook his head while smiling sinisterly towards Dian. His hand reached into a cell phone out of his pocket. "I don't care if you believe me or not. What is clear is I have this evidence, and you should know that-"

"If what?" netra Dian's eyes stared intently at the man with anxiety. Her heart seemed to want to jump, lest her husband know?

The man played a video that lasted about 15 seconds, there he and Jhoni were making out. Dian was very gasp and wanted to snatch the phone. But lose quickly with the man.

The man smiled calmly. Seraya says. "Even if this evidence is omitted, your husband has seen it. He knows he might even think that it's your custom, to get out of town on the sidelines"

"No, that's not true. It was on purpose, I've been framed. I didn't do that on purpose." Finally Dian cried bitterly until it sounded bitter. Until as much as possible in a few moments. Dian lamented why his fate was always unlucky? the husband he loved so much in the end shared a heart, cannot be imagined with what would happen. If Ibra really knows about this.

The man stared for a moment. And listening to Dian's heartbreaking cry, she just dumbly didn't know what to say to persuade him to stop crying. Then he got off the couch and swung his long legs out of the room, going somewhere.

Once satisfied, Dian turned to look right and left. The man was no longer there, Dian went down to rush to the bathroom to clean up. Under the water, Dian rubbed his entire body clean which he felt disgusted with the touch of a foreign man. Despite the words of the man who helped him, he has not been dashed in the gagahi. But still he was satisfied in the camp.

"Crazy ... I'm crazy .. Why am I like this? why ...."

Shouted Dian in the bathroom, under the warm water that clearly visible puff of smoke.

"I hate myself, hate ...."

"It may be appropriate that my husband hates and prefers that woman! why did my happiness just crash?" dian screams while crying. Warm tears blend with the shower.

Dian came back crying bitterly there, her body down hugged her knees and drowned her face. The shower still sprayed the body sitting on the floor. His body was shaking from his whimpering cry. There is no difference between a tear and a shower.

That big tall guy. I brought Dian dinner back. This man is someone who was once helped his life by a Malik Ibrahim. His name is Irfan. He was assigned to spy on Dian's movements while away from Ibra.

His eyes glanced right and left, sweeping through all corners of the room including the balcony that did not escape his sight. Looking for Dian's whereabouts, put his ears on hearing the water in the bathroom. Then he felt calm, meaning Dian was and was cleaning there.

After some time Dian finally appeared from behind the bathroom door. Wearing a wardrobe, a small towel wrapped his head. Eyes are so puffy.

Blind eye Dian immediately found the man sitting on the sofa, at the table available food and drinks. Then, Dian's bead eyes looked back at the man with a very sharp gaze. "What are you doing here again. Go, get out of here. I'm sick of seeing your face." hardik Dian.

Irfan's head looked up at Dian then their gazes clashed for a moment. Smiling, Irfan said. "Hem. You are an ungrateful person, right? I was willing to bite! is that what you want? I mean are you crazy and want to be a pe****, sorry Madam. You're beautiful and educated, enough possessions. Why did you waste your life?"

Dian's getting upset. "Your son is talking. Fiercely speaking, cross-legged, boneless tongue, I am the honorable wife of Malik Ib-"

"A wife of Mr. Malik Ibrahim. But honey ... Your behavior does not reflect that honorable you," said Irfan cut Dian's speech.

Dian's hand floated in the air with the intention of slapping Irfan's face. But the hand was easily caught by Irfan just like that, locking him in the air. Irfan's lips put on a smile.

"Delivery." Dian glared perfectly at Irfan. Very incisive.

"If you want honor? take care of your attitude, madam. Change all your bad attitudes. Life is only temporary, luxury is just a deposit that can be changed in one second drastically. Pecam it's Madam." Irfan stared intently, then threw out Dian's hand, then left the place.

Dian grimaced, sick also the grip of Irfan's hand just now. "Basic Crazy for People." He threw his body on the sofa.

Just wanted to get out of his seat. Dian was already irritated again by knocking on the door from outside. Come in," ketus Dian.

In his face the door leaf that was being pushed from the outside. Apparently Misca who came with a bright face.

"Hi, how? fun no, new stuff. Surely it will definitely be addictive," said Misca as she walked closer to Dian who sat staring intently at him.

"Hem, thank you for suggesting something really good. What a recommendation that makes me satisfied," said Dian, applauding.

"Yes, dong," said Misca proudly.

"Now you, please go .. I don't want to see you right now." Dian pointed towards the door.

Misca gasped, looking at Dian. Instead of thanking instead of expelling himself, in a very angry tone. "You're kicking me out?"

"Yes, should you go and not show yourself in front of me again? I don't want to." sergeant Dian.

"You, not thanks-"

"Kan, I've been thanking you. Anyway, I don't need your recommendation to plunge me. I ask, go right now, go," cried Dian higher and threw a sofa cushion at Misca.

Misca stood up to leave. With a strange look at Dian who was raging, his eyes were red and wide, glaring perfectly as if he hated seeing Misca's presence there.

"Well, I'll go, but don't blame it if your secret is exposed" Misca said.

"Go ... get you out of my presence," again Dian shouted and pushed Misca's body from her room.

Dian slammed the door very strongly, after Misca left. "Because of you, I almost went crazy and sold myself. Don't you ever show your face again" shouted Dian. His chest up and down held a chest-stifling rage, dropping himself on the bed ....

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Sorry just got up, because it's not good body. Where to wait for SKM up? let's see where the support is.