My husband's a real man
Jealously
My Husband's a Real Man #66
By Sept
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It is not difficult for the Creator to flip through the hearts of men. It could be very hate now, later if God has been betrothed, then what can? Like it, hate it. If things turn around, you will not be ashamed of yourself. Prestigious to say what felt.
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Rama's Residence.
In a room, Rama had fallen asleep, the man was asleep hugging the body of a woman. Looks good and exhausted. The two men were lying on the same bed. Rama is asleep, while Irna is still awake.
"What does this man want?" the woman's mind while trying to release the arms of Rama who is on his stomach. He feels less like it, sleep feels shackled.
Irna carefully tried to move the man's burly, muscular arms. A while ago, they did something. Something that makes Rama satisfied, but not with Irna.
Rama reaches the top alone, Irna until upset made. Very quickly, he had not even felt anything. From here, Irna felt something strange. However, it was only in his head. He didn't think about it seriously. Maybe Rama did experience complaints of men in general, thought the woman.
Her morning.
Rama blinked as the warm sunlight hit the skin of his face. He glanced around, then looked at the ceiling of the room. His consciousness seems to have returned. The shadow of last night's events also appeared in the eye.
"Damn!"
The man with a tangled face from waking up rubbed his face violently. Rama came down from the bed. He picked up his clothes and wore them with origin. He also cursed himself, why he approached Irna while drunk.
A few moments later.
The dining room, Rama looks for the whereabouts of someone. He scanned the surroundings, which he had not seen since. There was no way Irna could escape because her son was still there.
"Where's your mama?" ask Rama to Kevin. The little boy only glanced at Rama, then continued eating. Ignoring Rama just like that. They both sat at the same table.
The boy prefers to eat fried chicken made by his mother rather than talk to the man he has been living with lately. Rama who does not like small children, may feel for Kevin. Because Rama rarely communicates with the little boy. Rama's gaze was also cold to Irna's son. From there, maybe Kevin does not like Rama.
"Like his mother! Ishi!" Rama hissed annoyed. He loosened the tie and left the dining table.
From behind the woman appeared, "What's wrong?" asked Irna with a flat expression. Irna walks with a glass of drink to pregnant women.
"There's nothing."
Rama turned around, as soon as he met the woman he was looking for. It has no material to talk about. Seeing Rama leave just like that, Irna frowned. Surprised by Rama.
"Kevin, are you ready? Let's go." Irna took Kevin's bag and painting equipment, today there's an art lesson. And his son loved to draw. As a result, after returning home from school maybe Kevin will stop by Irna's friend who happens to have a gallery and is her ex-lover.
Rama who was sitting and focusing on the laptop in front of him, glanced at a glance.
"What's that?" rama asked curiously.
"Painting equipment only, we might go home in the afternoon."
Irna walked past the sofa, until there Rama was still watching from behind.
"You're not going to work?" Irna turned around, at this hour usually Rama was gone.
"Later" answered Rama Ketus.
Irna was so sorry, why ask.
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Irna drives herself in her car, after driving Kevin to school in the middle of the city, she drives back. Irna was unconscious, a car was also following from behind. However, it is quite far away. So Irna was unaware.
After driving for a long time, he finally arrived at an art gallery at the end of the road. From the outside it looks classic, with the design carrying an ancient theme.
Ira came out while carrying a maroon color bag in line with the dress she was wearing. As soon as he opened the door, a man greeted and immediately kissed Irna on the cheek.
From inside the car, Rama's eyes glared sharply at the disturbing scenery.
Without waiting for long, Rama went out and approached the two. Seriate.
