My husband's counting
The Eps 24
With a sense of uncertainty, Arkhan mekbanting anything that was nearby after the departure of Rama.
" AARRRHHHHHN..."
*pyar...
buk...
dukes..*
pyars..
The urn, the vase, the frame of whatun photo was destroyed was not left by the wrath of Arkhan, the Goddess who saw how terrible Arkhan was, he said, trembling he was afraid but as much as possible he approached Arkhan and clenched his sturdy body from behind.
Grep..
" Oh, I'm it." Arkhan was silent for a moment, while adjusting his breath, He turned around and looked at the Crucified Goddess, with a reddened face, Arkhan pulled the Goddess' arm hard, With wide steps he climbed the stairs, no matter with the Goddess who continues to rebel because it feels dragged by the long steps of Arkhan.
Arriving at the room, Arkhan slams the Goddess on the bed, tearing off her clothes until the Goddess is wearing nothing.
With emotions still peaking, Arkhan opened his pants and immediately entered the core of the Goddess Core so hard.
" Aah, I'm sick."
" SILENCE."
" God is sick. Slowly hix..." The goddess began to sob, there was no pleasure there was only pain even she felt the essence of blisters.
" AARRRHHHHN.. BANGSATT." said Arkhan until his release, Again and again Arkhan without heart to fuck the Goddess, His mind was chaotic his heart throbbing pain when the word CERAI was ejected smoothly from Zahra.
Dewi has fainted, and the core has been bleeding not to forget the two twins are also blisters, Arkhan was right to fuck his betel wife.
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The beautiful hijab-wearing woman was crying bitterly while driving her car through the streets empty at night.
He forgot the corner of his torn lips, His heart hurts more at the moment.
Hix... " O Allah, why is this sick?." The monologue.
Tonight he will stay at the hotel while surrendering to the creator, he could not go home to his parents with a sad situation? he did not want to make his mother and brother worried.
*drett...*
drett...
" Hello, Assalamu'alaikum ?."
" wayakumsalam, Neng Zahra ?."
" Yes tea ?." Zahra replied a little raucously, she tried maybe fine.
" Well, why ?."
" Well, I don't have tea."
" Neng do not pendem problem itself, the same story tteh, teteh it's your brother, we're brothers."
" Yes, yeah."
" oh yes still forgot right, want nanyain package until not yet ?."
" What package is tea ?."
" Teteh buy the same game of cocoa for Abi, Umi, and neng."
" Geez, don't take any nicotine."
" This is Azza who whines he said let us sarimbitan with his clothes."
Zahra chuckled slightly, so she remembered the face of the Azza bully while sulking "Yes, say Azza yes tea, Thanks."
" Yes, it's closed."
Short, but enough to make Zahra aware that she still has a family to which she is a strength.
Zahra, the woman is still reluctant to tell her the problem.
that night he spent complaining to the creator, asking for forgiveness and surrendering.
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" Assalamualaikum, good morning." A middle-aged man with shari's robe also attached to his body accessories entered the magnificent house while carrying several paper bags.
" Waalikumsalam." Reply bi Jina while approaching the woman with shari's charms "Well, marih's mother entered the ma'am."
" Aunty how are you ?."
" Alhmdulillah, good ma'am." Smile "For a moment, Mom, I'll make you a drink." Khodijah just nodded.
" Please ma'am."
" thank you bi." sipped tea on the table and then grasped it while staring at bi Jina "Zahra same Arkhan there is bi ?."
" Hmmm Mr. Arkhan there's a ma'am." Along with his nervousness, he was afraid of mistalking to his employer's mother.
" Zahra is it ?."
" Hemmm. I ituu ma'am, a anu.." Not yet had Bi Jina continued her speech from the direction of the stairs was heard the sound of chatter and violence.
Khadija immediately stood up, he was very long with his son-in-law Sholehah, the middle-aged smiled brightly while waiting for the couple to approach him.
" Ih yeah how not to hurt, I know so rude." Knit her while folding both hands on her chest.
" Hahahha he's sorry, I'm sorry." Brushed that long hair while smiling.
" ARKHAN." Call Khodijah while yelling.
deg..
Arkhan and Dewi turned their heads together, Arkhan was surprised by the arrival of his mother, and Khodijah's gaze was filled with emotion.
" Ma-ma-mamah ?." Arkhan approached his mother about to red the back of the hand, but on the rough edge by the mother.
" Who ?."
Arkhan turned around, turning to the Goddess from top to bottom, his clothes were so bad to meet the mama.
" Hmmm.. in her.." Arkhan hesitated, then looked at his mother.
" WHO?" he snapped.
" Sirih Arkhan mah's wife." He said slowly while looking down.
Plaque ....
One slap landed on Arkhan's cheek greeting this morning.
" Zahra agrees ?." Arkhan was honest, he shook his head.
" Astagfirullah azim, Nyebut son, istighfar." Both eyes were filled with tears, Khodijah rubbed Arkhan's shoulders slightly shaking him so that he was conscious.
" Where is Zahra now ?."
" He's gone, huh."
Khodijah's two eyes were rounded, he covered his gaping mouth while continuing to differ in heart.
" So you prefer him ?." Referring to the Goddess with a cynical look.
The goddess who was looked at like that could only look down, honestly she was afraid of being kicked out even in the hempas of this house, It's not what he just did not want to lose his ATM.
" Mah, but Arkhan is satisfied with the Goddess, Arkhan likes the Goddess." Her speech.
Khodijah stared at the beaver Arkhan, both of his servants clenched "LESS WHAT IS YOUR WIFE HUH ? FORGOT YOU ? IT USED TO BE KAMH WHO SNACKED BLESSU TO MAMH FOR THE MARRIAGE OF ZAHRA ? NOW WHERE'S YOUR RESPONSIBILITY HUH ?."
" But, Zahra is barren mah, I need offspring."
" What ? barren ? Be sure ?."
Arkhan shook his head "Over one year we're married, Zahra still isn't pregnant nor is she."
" You're stupid Arkhan."
Arkhan just looked down, he couldn't fight his own mother.
" Look, mom and dadah you were, waiting for you in the mama's womb for almost five years, we did not give up, keep trying and look at yourself, you grow up, you exist." Khodijah is long without wide.
Arkhan fell silent, there was no regret in his heart yet.
Khodijah stared at the Goddess after a long time staring at her with emotion.
" Kids, you're the same woman, you know what her pain is."
The goddess lowered her head not daring to look at the mother of her betel husband.
" Arkhan mamah failed to educate you, mamah pamit, assalamu'alaikum." Just walk away with the occasional wipe of her tears.
" She, I failed Arkhan's teaching, he hurt his wife mas." The bath complained to my beloved husband who had gone first to his lap.
