My husband's a real man

My husband's a real man
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My Husband's a Real Man #58


By Sept


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Irna was still lying limp on the bed, while Rama, the man was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette. Staring at Irna who he had turned over a moment ago.


Rama stared hatefully at Irna, but also indifferently. What matters now is that his blood is no longer turbulent. The waves had calmed down, because the ship had sailed. Even so, Rama remained heartbroken. He felt that Irna had trapped him. He even dared to swear, would not touch his female name. Just making a headache.


"Where are you going?" irna's voice raspy while holding Rama's steps. Apparently he hadn't slept since. He even realized that Rama was watching him.


"It's none of your business!" cetus Rama with ketus. The man then pressed the tip of the cigarette on the ashtray with a sour face.


Getting a bad answer, Irna just kept quiet. Then he closed his eyes. Tired after giving his best service to Rama, it is up to the man to act cold and hard as a rock. She was tired, and Irna just wanted to sleep.


***


On the beach in the middle of a dark night. Rama is calling someone on his smart phone.


"My flight, I want the earliest."


"Good, Sir."


Tut Tut Tut


Rama put the phone back in his pants pocket. His eyes stared blankly at the middle of the sea. Staring at the waves rolling under the moonlight.


Tomorrow.


"Why rush home, when we've come not long ago." Irna continued to grumble along the resort until the airport.


"Can you shut up? If it's noisy, I'll drop it by the side of the road!"


"Gee!" Irna snorted annoyedly.


***


Indonesia


Pramudya Residence


Arya's house is having guests, mom is surprised why Arya quickly returned. He was almost anxious, afraid of why-why Nur content.


"Surely nothing happened?" Mama still can't believe it.


"Geez, there's nothing, Ma." Nur assured that their sudden return was nothing.


"Thank God, you're worried." Mama rubbed the cheek of Cua who was calm at the time in her own home.


***


A week later.


"Nur, tomorrow I'm going out of town. You're the same Cua come along, aren't you?" Arya looked affectionately at his wife. He rubbed Nur's stomach while they were talking.


"No, Mas. Cua will be fussy again."


Going everywhere carrying a small child was indeed troublesome, let alone Nur being pregnant. I think his cravings are different now. No longer want to go for a walk like before.


"Yes, it's only been two days. No papa, right?"


"Don't worry, Mas Arya take it easy." She smiled at her husband. It's okay he's left behind.


"Am I anterin to mama's house?" an uneasy Aryan Tawar leaves Nur alone.


"No. Don't take the mama. It's only been two days, right? It's okay, really."


"Alright, but later if there's anything direct call ya."


"Hmmm,"


***


The news of Arya who came out of the city, was finally heard by Rama. He quickly bocked the hotel room next to Arya's.


Departure day.


"Tumben, don't you jump?" babble Irna who saw Rama pull a suitcase.


"Don't cross your line!" reply Rama cold.


With a sour face, Irna approached Rama.


"Wear the tie properly!" said Irna who was standing right in front of Rama. The woman corrected the sloping position of Rama's tie. Though it tilts just a little, the basic is Irna the mode maker. He deliberately stuck with Rama.


"Don't you dare touch me!" Rama brushed off Irna's hand. After fixing the tie, Irna's hand deliberately touched the other. Making Rama's mood deteriorate immediately.


"Gee!"


Irna was immediately upset, it was hard to tease the frozen man in front of her. With lethargy he regressed regularly.


***


Arya has arrived at a hotel, she until a while ago. And when he was about to go out to meet a client, he accidentally ran into Rama. Rama was in the elevator when Arya wanted to go in and downstairs.


At first, Arya was surprised. But he tried to calm down. For some reason, the felling is not good about his neighbor.


"Stay here too?" Rama was the first to open the conversation.


Arya simply nodded, and smiled faintly. The mood was silent again.


"What floor?" ask Rama when he will push the elevator button.


***


Her night.


A sexy woman was sitting in Rama's room. He was holding a check and was listening to what he should do.


"Just sleep by his side?" ask the woman not to believe. He was paid a fortune just to sleep next to a man, doing nothing? How strange. Usually he is paid after making his customers feel satisfied. Apparently, Rama is setting a trap for Arya. As if, Nur's husband had been messing with other women.


"Hows it? Do you understand what to do?"


"Good, Sir."


"Then, wait another hour. As soon as I get it done. You went straight into his room. Right next door," Rama glanced at the wall of the room next to him.


The well-dressed woman nodded in understanding.


An hour later.


When the trapping woman was about to exit the room and prepare to go to Arya's room, suddenly someone walked towards her.


"Damn it! He paid a woman to accompany him at the hotel?" thought Irna. He clenched his hands.


"Bas on a fucking guy!" He cursed while approaching the woman.


"Stop!" irna Sentak.


The woman immediately stopped, she stared strangely at Irna. Who is this foreign woman. Why do you want to talk to him. Just know no.


"Dare you bother people's husbands!" Irna glared sharply.


The woman immediately misunderstood, lest Irna was the wife of the man she would trap. Unwilling to be discovered, the woman ran away without speaking to Iran.


"Hey! Stop that!" shout Irna.


Irna was irritated, because the woman escaped her hands. With a huff he waited for Rama to arrive. Irna stood for quite a while in front of her fake husband's room.


***


Long wait, finally Irna decided to a bar not far from there. A few hours later, he returned to the hotel. He brutally pushed through the door of Rama's room.


"Get out!!!"


Rama, who had returned to his room, was disturbed. Though he felt calm, because he thought tomorrow morning would see Arya shock due to surprise from him.


Tok Tok Tok tok


"What time is this?" muttered Rama, the man then stepped towards the door.


CLAMPS


BUGH


Just opening the door, Rama immediately got a blow from Irna.


"What are you doing?" rough jolt.


Rama held Irna's hand which kept beating her chest.


"Why are you paying another woman? Fucking man!" maki Irna was drunk.


Rama seemed to think, then hissed irritated. Roughly, he pulled Irna's arm to get inside the room. If caught Arya, can fail her plan. Though from the beginning, Irna had made her plan a complete failure. But he doesn't know.


"Don't hold-hold!" shout Irna.


Rama immediately glared sharply, who likes to hold on all this time who? He was upset by Irna's attitude. If he is not drunk, he has kicked the woman out.


"Crazy woman!" hiss Rama was upset.


"What did you say?" drunk ears seem to be more sensitive.


Rama also ruffled his waist, wanted to get angry but he could stand it.


"I think your eyes are broken! Your taste from yesterday is just so-so," said Irna. The woman who was drunk was fussing, ranting indistinctly.


Instead of listening to Irna continue to babble, and make her ears itch, Rama drags her again inside. This time, he took Irna to the bathroom.


Byurrrs


Without feeling, Rama threw Irna in the bathtub. Irna who was still drunk even deliberately immersed herself in the water.


"Hey! Don't act ... OUT!" jakak Rama who saw Irna did not want to come out of the bathtub.


"Get out!" he said once more.


"Don't play games, will I drag again?" Rama started to get emotional.


"Gee!" He could only sizzle out.


Rama kept talking to himself, annoyed that Irna was messing around like always. He also decided to turn around. Just a few steps away, he exhaled in annoyance and turned his head.


"Ma ... Irna!" Rama called Irna's name many times. But the woman did not answer. Rama then lifted the body of Irna who was soaked.


"I know, you're an expert at theatrics. Open your eyes, quick!"


For a long time the look on Rama's face changed, when Irna really did not open her eyes. He quickly pumped and pressed Irna's chest.


"Don't die here!" batin Rama while continuing to pump the chest of the woman.


Seriate.