Metamorphose Flavor (My Glyn)
Divorce Me
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The hand that had almost opened the door at that moment instantly came to a halt. Without turning around, Alvino gave Rossa a chance to say what he wanted to say.
Rossa stared fixedly at the wide back of the man who was behind her at this moment. The girl took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to quell the turmoil of the heart that was trying to prevent the incision. However, his logic that had long drained the burden of the mind all along, kept urging him to open his mouth.
"You have another choice?" alvino asked with a fixed position.
Rossa tried to gather all the courage left in her soul. He closed his eyes and folded his lips firmly before finally one sentence he feared escaped.
"There's no need for me to prove anything, nor do I want to ask for a confession from you. Truth always has its own way of being revealed. Just one request at this time." Rossa. Those foolish tears slid down her eyesight, blocking the tired hue on her beautiful face.
"Just divorce me!" In one breath, Rossa released all the feelings that had been weighing her all this time through the speech.
Alvino is surprised not to play. His heart was pounding at the last words of his wife. The emotions that had subsided a little earlier, returned to running it with unhelpful heat. He turned and faced Rossa.
"What did you say?" ask her in a soft voice. The voice shook withstanding the pain mixed with anger. However, only anger caught Rossa's sight. Not with pain.
"Say one more time!" Alvino's hands were clenched tightly.
"You have two ears that are enough to hear well." Rossa's voice was raucous and shrinking. The girl was looking down and crying.
"Say it again!" alvino shouted with emotion.
Rossa's entire body shook violently from the soundless cry. He tried to keep his mouth shut so that his cries could not be heard. The girl was about to move out from before Alvino, wanting to avoid the angry look in her husband's eyes. However, Alvino quickly pulled him up until in an instant the beautiful body that was increasingly filled with that big belly, was in his arms.
Rossa sculpted rigid. His breath was choked with the pounding behind his chest cavity that was getting crazier. Face to face so close to the skin that it touched flawlessly, draining all the oxygen around Rossa. The restrained crying became difficult for him.
"Look me in the eye and say it again!" Rossa couldn't. He threw his face to the side and moved to escape, but Alvino did not want to let go in the slightest.
"Jawab right now! I don't like being played with a mura*han woman like you!" strangle Alvino with one hand clutching Rossa's smooth cheek.
Plaque!
"I want a divorce! Divorce me now!"
Some crazy bravery from where made Rossa slap quite hard on Alvino's cheek. The answer he gave was so overwhelming without fear. It succeeded in making Alvino release his decapitation.
"Well, how dare you?"
Proks
Proks
Proks
Alvino applauded Rossa's success in an effort to show her courage. The man laughed out loud making Rossa's guts twitch earlier. The girl suddenly turned deathly pale looking at the different aura on Alvino's face.
"Should I repay you?" Rossa moved back slowly.
Prangggg!
A flower vase located on a storage table not far from the door of his room, was subjected to the venting of Alvino's anger.
Brakk!
The man turned the table back brutally.
Rossa shuddered more and more afraid, and rewind his steps until closer to the bed.
While the door of the room was again digedor-gedor, along with the voice of Lusy's mother and her papa Alvino earthily called the names of the two alternately. Hearing the commotion from inside the room, made the middle-aged couple afraid that their daughter-in-law would do anything.
However, neither Alvino nor Rossa were hounding their parents' cries at all. Anger and great fear dominated the room, covering up the other reproach that seized the attention of both.
Prangggg!
Prangggg!
The mirror that was on the dressing table, was broken by her. All the series of treatments and makeup equipment owned by Rossa neatly arranged on the dressing table was destroyed.
Not satisfied with venting all his anger, Alvino again approached Rossa. Emotions cover his senses so naively he pushes his wife's body. Fortunately, the girl was still able to hold her balance until she just sat on the bed not to fall.
He then clutched his wife's cheek. "Who gave you that much courage?" Nyalang looked into my flooded eyes.
"It's not mom, is it? Just a day with other men, you've dared to slap me, even sassy to say divorce?" Rossa grimaced as Alvino's grip grew stronger.
"Have you heard that word in my anger? Have you ever heard or seen me alone with another woman out there? I wanted to dismiss all my prejudices about you, but again you yourself showed me that you are indeed ******."
"Yes, I am indeed ******!" rossa shouted that could not stand the abuse of her husband.
"Just divorce this ja*lang so that your life is not tarnished!" strongly brushed off Alvino's weakened hand on his cheek.
"Free me! I want to sell my body as you think, let you pu …."
For a moment, silence filled the room, enveloping the two in silence with a distinctly different taste.
Rossa, unable to continue her words, is suddenly silenced by Alvino's kiss. His eyes were closed with a torrential patter of clear liquid. Alvino pushed him slowly until helplessness laid him unconscious, with his legs dangling freely on the floor.
Some time, the girl enjoyed the tenderness for the first time after their wedding 6 months ago. His heart and body were unwilling to refuse that, but his logic was still ignited hot, forcing him to reject the delights that cradled.
How not, this was the first time after a dark night at the hotel that time, and Alvino did it so gently. Nah! Rossa did not want to be weak, although in fact her heart was indeed weak for the man who was now on it.
"Mhhh ...." Rossa tries to break away and stop Alvino. However, the response he gave instead made Alvino even crazier. No more softness this time, Alvino began to be rough and become. Again Rossa felt hurt, not only the heart but also the physical.
"Huh, huh! Hiks, hiks!"
Bugh! Bugh!
Rossa gasped and cried and hit Alvino as she pleased. His crying voice was heard this time.
"Why? Why should I touch this cheap ja*lang?" Screaming and about to get up but Alvino pressed his shoulders.
"Take me off! You can get any woman you want. Do that with a nice woman who does not mura*han sep …."
Alvino silenced her again.
"I want you!"
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