My Husband's Wedding

Delicate creature

Bian's body is now languishing behind bars. His mind wandered when he remembered that Clara's body became opium to his own father.

It is fitting that the father told him to marry Clara who is set as a night butterfly. Perhaps it was because the father wanted more time he could spend with his own daughter-in-law.

There is something stuck in his mind as well as his heart about the identity of Algi which is clearly his own son.

Now his mind is racing against an innocent child born from the womb of his wife.

"Jala*ng! it's possible that Algi was a father's son because his face resembled mine" Bian said.

Bian shouted loudly so that he could be free from inside the prison cell. The guards outside his cell can only be flat without responding to Bian who is now a suspect in the case of violence against Clara.

Clara is now lying weakly in the hospital without anyone accompanying her.

Her swollen face, as well as bruises almost covered her pretty face. He took the money on the floor and kept it in his bag.

It was not that he did not feel guilty, but that his pride could be bought with money that made him shamelessly take money from the legitimate wife of the man he had always served.

"Right now I really need money to get my broken face back to being beautiful again"

Clara's mind only contained money, money and money. Never once did he care about his son who is now with the babysitter. For him money is the main thing.

When her husband, also a father-in-law who always fulfills her luxury needs to be poor, Clara tried to rise and return to be a woman who provides warmth to the striped man outside there.

With her seductive body, as well as her beautiful face, she can easily ensnare many men who need her biological needs.

The money and satisfaction he could get from many men, he never feared the bad consequences.

"Sus, nurse!" shout Clara.

"What's wrong mom?"

"I want to ask, bruises on my face can disappear how many hours anyway?"

The nurse who came to him just smiled sweetly in response to Clara's words.

"Mom, the bruises on mom's face are pretty severe. Mother's face will slightly improve if it has been more than 3 days"

Disappointment was clearly visible on Clara's face. The beauty he possessed was the most valuable asset to him right now.

"Ck shit! because of that guy set*and my face got ugly like this" Clara said upset.

Removing the infusion needle that is still stuck in his hand, then leave while taking the bag in his hand.

"Where are you going?"

"I want to go home! don't worry I'm fine and will go pay the maintenance fee as long as I'm here!" clara answered tightly.

Clara stepped foot into the hospital administration. Some of the money he spent to pay for his medical expenses during his treatment.

There was not the slightest hint of him visiting his father-in-law who was clearly alone in the emergency room.

the phone that had been turned off, now he took and immediately ordered an online taxi to go home to the Atmaja family. There was no shame in the slightest when he set foot in a large whitewashed house in front of him.

Silence no one was insulted. He saw Zidan's car parked in front of the door, then went to his room.

The room that had always been a silent witness of her behavior with her father-in-law and her husband was now silent.

Staring at the sky room to check where the cctv installed in this house. Until she felt that there were no cameras in her room, Clara took off the clothes she had been wearing since yesterday.

A white and smooth body now headed for the bathroom. The water that flowed in Clara's body was soothing. The thought of the wrath in his brain was slightly reduced along with the water that hit his head.

He is currently busy cleaning his body and thinking about how his life continues.

Until the moment he stepped foot out of the bathroom, a mischievous thought began to seep in his brain.

With a body wrapped only by a towel, Clara walked towards the electric sikring installed in the Atmaja residence. The brightly lit light is now extinguished instantly when Clara lowers the socket button that is attached.

Darkness covers the whole room in this house. Clara began to walk towards the upper lantau with slow steps and felt every object so as not to fall.

Clara's footsteps are currently heading for the room of a handsome man who may be currently asleep. He slowly opened the door of Zidan's room and closed it quietly.

The moonlight that barged through the window glass slightly made Clara able to more clearly see the handsome man who was asleep on his soft bed.

Clara's plump hands now landed on Zidan's face and began to gently stroke every inch of Zidan's face. Zidan who was not aware that Clara was now in his room only occasionally squirm when he felt the touch that Clara did on his face.

"It turns out you're more handsome. Your burly body will definitely make me comfortable" whispered the spoiled Clara.

Diciu*mnya cheek Zidan with a heartbeat that began to be unreasonable. He gently rubbed the head of the handsome man in front of him while starting to hold the chest of Zidan's field.

Clara's gentle touch was on Zidan so Zidan wouldn't wake up because of his mischievous act. Clara started playing more and more mischievous and began to release the buttons on the table that Zidan was wearing.

When there was only one button attached to Zidan's body began to fall off, Zidan's eyes opened wide when he saw the female figure who was now right above his body.

Suddenly Zidan woke up and was shocked to see Clara whose face was invisible because of dark and her hair was unraveled.

"Damn! kuntilanak! wewegombels!"

Zidan shuffled back from his bed and hugged the duling beside him.

"Go you kuntilanak! go!"

Clara who was upset with Zidan's attitude towards him now approached slowly.

"I'm not a demon. The time of the rich beautiful woman I was called a demon anyway!"

"Keep that what?! kuntianak must be wearing clothes. As for you ah already, it means you are a wewegombel!"

The frightened Zidan retreated to the wall of his room.

"Mas must have never known that, right? so I will give you a mas for free because I am also in need right now"

"No! don't want! I don't have to do it like wewe gombel! go not ! I was disgusted by that" Zidan, reading as much prayer as he could.

Clara drew closer to Zidan, but just as her hand was about to touch Zidan's body, Zidan closed his eyes and began to pull Clara's hand out of her room.

The door was closed violently by Zidan, as he spoke out from the mouth of the man who was now leaning behind the door.

Never once did he think that there would be a subtle creature without clothes in his own room. Take a deep breath, then breathe it out slowly.

"Alhamdulillah, O Allah, you have saved the servant from the owegombel. If I had been given poison from her body, I might have been kidnapped. Ih naudzubillah" said Zidan while covering his face with both hands.

On the other hand, Clara who failed to do the action can only resist the annoyance that culminated when she saw Zidan's athletic body. Never would he have imagined, if the body of the brother-in-law was much more seductive and would have been much more excitable if he had it.

"Wait a minute, maybe you can get away with it now, but later you'll even ask for a warm touch from me that will be an opium for you"

Clara walked out of Zidan's room and passed towards the electric sikring to restart.

The bright back lights illuminated Zidan's mansion. Siska and the new mother who arrived after going shopping to relieve the stress she experienced have now reached her home.

Mother's eyes are still visible on her face. The faithful Siska holding the mother's hand was currently leading her towards the room.

Clara, who heard footsteps from outside, tried to be as calm as possible and not to make noise. He was afraid that if Siska and her mother knew that he was in this house, Siska might slap him back in the face or throw him out of this luxurious house.

He put on his nightgown slowly, and began to turn off the lights in his room. As much as possible Clara held herself back from making the slightest sound.

"Mom, jal*ng it must still be in the hospital. We get all her clothes out of the closet and throw them in the trash. I don't want to live in the same house as a mura*han woman like her" said Siska who was clearly heard by Clara.

With the style of a thousand he then hid behind the bathroom door because Siska's footsteps were getting closer to his room.

The lights that he accidentally extinguished managed to make Siska not enter and pass away to the kitchen.

"thank God the bod*oh girl didn't come in" Clara said quietly.

Tonight Zidan has an appointment to visit the orphanage and meet Aisyah's mother. He took the jacket and then the key to the car that was above the drawer and stepped away from his room.

The car drove through the streets of the capital that looked so crowded. There is no intention for Zidan to visit the hospital to see his father's sister who is now being intensively treated there.

The heartache he experienced made his soul hard untouched by anyone but Nayla. For him at this time Nayla's happiness is the purpose of his life. Whether because of the mandate of Arumi or the desire of his own heart, which is clear at this time Zidan is so concerned about the survival of Nayla.