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The Eps 31
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Arkhan growled angrily, His whole body was burning at the message he had just received from a number he did not know.
But the point is not the foreign number but the photo of the number, Arkhan upset, he was angry, he did not accept.
The woman, Zahra is still his legal wife, they are not divorced even though Zahra has asked.
His pride as a man feels humiliated, he does not like to share, let alone who is still his absolute possession.
Arkhan came out of the room in a hurry, he put up a hostile mimic.
His reddened face restrained the turbulent amaraah within him.
" Sir." call one of the staff who is confused when the secretary and Arkhan's personal aide does not appear in the office.
Arkhan ignored the call, he continued walking past it just like that.
" Ih, not the boss not his subordinates ngeselin all, aarrrgghhhh GUE MAU RESIGN AJA." It seemed he was getting tired of his superiors who were just like that.
His broad steps entering the restaurant, his pangdang sharpened looking for the figure he was targeting.
The target is smiling kindly at the customer.
Deg
Arkhan was stunned for a moment, he felt claustrophobic looking at Zahra's beautiful smile, The corner of his heart was injured but his wits were too selfish.
Arkhan shook his head slowly, he could not lose his heart, he looked back and stood before Zahra.
Deg
" M mas Arkhan." Those clear eyes met with eyes as sharp as an eagle, As soon as fear returned, Zahra reflexively retreated as Arkhan advanced, her chest rose and down in an irregular breath she was truly afraid at this moment.
Arkhan walked round the counter to reach Zahra's tiny arm.
Grep
The arm was successfully held, Arkhan to feel the vibration of Zahra's body.
" Aampun.." Zahra squatted trying to protect her body behind the cashier table, the consumers could not see this scene only a few employees who then just steal a glance, the customer could not see the scene, They were quite made not warted because of Arkhan's gaze.
" Wake up." He said softly, Zahra shook his head in fear, his palms began to sweat.
Arkhan was furious, he crouched down and held Zahra ala bridal style, Zahra thrashed asking to be dropped.
" get me down." Zahra kept moving, causing Arkhan distress, then Arkhan stopped right at the door of the restaurant while whispering "Silence, or I'm welcome here." With a heavy voice full of intimidation.
Zahra sat tensely in the car that was driven by Arkhan with a speed above average, in his heart he always recited takbir as well as istighfar.
Wanting to ban but unable, wanting to talk but afraid, so Zahra just closed her eyes with her hands tightly clasped her seatbelt.
Ciiittt...
The car parked in front of his house, he got down in a hurry and hurriedly opened the door for Zahra, carrying her to the room.
Braaakk....
Arkhan kicked the door and threw Zahra into the bed.
" I.."
Click (Suppose door lock sound)
Arkhan walked slowly with both hands clenched firmly, staring at Zahra with passion as well as emotion.
" M m maas ..." Slowly land backwards until hit the head of the mattress.
" You piss me off." The cold and heavy sound was frightening.
" ... "
Arkhan pulled Zahra's leg until he lay down
" Aaa..."
Locking Zahra's movements with both feet, Zahra's arms he tied over his head using a tie.
Zahra continued to cry, begging Arkhan for forgiveness.. Hix.. Aampuun mass."
Ssttttthhh, while putting the index finger right on the lips vibrating Zahra's.
" You still have."
Breett...
After saying that, Arkhan tore off Zahra's chest clothes, then forcibly opened his phasmin.
" Hix... Hix . Jaa don't."
Arkhan seemed deaf, he explored every inch of Zahra's body brutally, without any tenderness.
Zahra kept crying, begging for mercy, asking Arkhan to stop spitting on her.
" Akh aampun mas hiks...."
