My future husband was taken by my sister

Forced kiss

" Married to you ? Are you crazy ? " ask Jelita while grunting.

" Why is it ? I seriously want to marry you," said Angga, staring at the girl's beautiful bead eyes.

" Never dream. Until I won't marry a perverted man like you. I'm pretty sure you must be up to something for me. I won't get caught up with your plan" she said with a slanted smile. His premonition said that Angga would play tricks on him. Once satisfied it might leave him as Dion did.

" Stop calling me a perverted man" Angga said in a cold tone, he really did not like that.

According to him, a perverted man impressed a man who never got a caress and then seduced a woman as an impingement. While he did not feel any less caressing. He could get hundreds of women to sleep with him if he wanted to. But I guess I was never interested in that.

" What did I say wrong ? It's obvious you took a chance in the narrowing when I was sick. If only I hadn't woken up maybe you'd touched my body" Jelita accused so loudly. He was just telling the facts based on what he saw.

At this time both of Angga's hands touched the wall while looking at Jelita's lips blabbing incessantly. Increasingly adds to Angga's desire to eat and rem*s the girl's lips. Can she feel it even a little coercion ?

Angga's mind started to misbehave. After all he was a normal man who also wanted to be in a relationship with a woman. During this time no woman can melt her heart, only Jelita can melt her heart.

Jelita curled her lips tightly. Cold sweat pours out of his skin pores. He was uncomfortable with the gaze of Angga's eyes that did not blink at all. The longer his gaze went deeper.

Angga's gaze was as if he was taking off the clothes on his body.

" Go away," throw Jelita out.

Within seconds, Angga pulled Jelita's nape and landed a kiss on the girl's lips. Jelita's eyes immediately rounded. He was surprised because what he was afraid of actually happened.

Angga's lips moved aggressively, barging into Jelita's mouth. Forcing her even though the woman refused to open her mouth.

After a while , now Angga has managed to trace every corner of Jelita's lips without wanting to take it off. He did not care even though he would later get a tantrum from Jelita for his actions. It's all wrong because it has provoked emotions that have been trying to be held.

Jelita called him a pervert. What he is doing now is in return for Jelita's careless lips. He thinks actions like kissing her are worth it for the girl.

Jelita's breathing began to pant, she tried to push Angga's body. But his strength is not balanced with the strength of the hand Angga who continue to press the nape of his neck to force their lips to continue to stick. Her brain froze refused and should not be lulled by Angga's kiss even though her mind began to feel relaxed.

Slowly Angga realized if the kiss was too ambitious. The man then softened his kiss that had stirred. Angga deepened his kiss with tenderness until Jelita was completely lulled and closed her eyes.

At first Jelita did not return her kisses at all, but now slowly began to reply by moving her lips even slowly. The girl cursed herself who had lost her mind.

How could that happen ?

What if Angga just played with him and left like Dion did.

" Conscious, Jelita. You shouldn't be kissing this perverted guy . He is your boss." Jelita tried to wake herself up. But his brain was frozen and it was hard to notice.

Jelita pushes the strong chest of Angga until the link of their lips is released from each other. Jelita's breath hunts with her chest up and down. Jelita doesn't think they just did something they shouldn't.

Plaque !

A slap landed hard enough to cause a red mark on Angga's cheek. Jelita could not hold back her emotions that had been preparing to lay down since earlier.

" How dare you..." Jelita did not continue her words . The girl looked at Angga with her fiery eyes. Unable to say what had just happened through his lips.

Jelita's body does not refuse, but her common sense realizes what should not happen.

Angga closed his eyes while holding his cheeks that felt hot and painful due to a slap of jelly. This was never expected before. He wouldn't be angry at what Jelita did to him today. Maybe he'll get angry at the people he loves.

" I did it because I love you" Angga said, staring at the girl.

" You're a fucking guy ! I don't believe what you said. I'm sure you must be planning something for me" Jelita said in a furious rage.

That girl hates Angga so much. His hatred came when Angga changed his clothes when he had a fever. The man should have asked his closest people for help, like his mother. He also grew to hate the man even more when Angga told him to clean his apartment.

Washing one plate should be done many times, let alone cleaning the other. The man must be angry with Jelita if he thinks something is not clean.

Added to that when Angga arbitrarily acknowledged the girl as his wife. She doesn't want to have a husband who is as hygienic as Angga.

Angga looked at Jelita with glaring eyes. The man felt confused thinking of how to melt Jelita's heart. She hoped Jelita could see the sincerity of her heart.

" Don't come near me anymore. If you dare to approach me again, then I will stop working here," threatened Jelita and then stepped away leaving Angga who was still frozen in place standing.

Angga let Jelita go and leave her. There was no intention to explain because Jelita was currently angry.

" What have I done ? " Angga grabbed his own hair in frustration.

Look now, that woman would definitely hate him so much.

Angga takes her cell phone, she contacts someone and asks the person to find out who the girl's future husband is.

An hour later, his man called and told him all the information he had. The man was so surprised to find out that Jelita's future husband was having an affair with his sister Jelita.

Somehow the girl's circumstances if she finds out that her future husband betrayed her again.

" If Jelita knew this the situation would have been worse than yesterday. What should I do ? " think Angga with a feeling of unease.