My Love is Wrong Room

Chapter 63. De Javu

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Who asked when Adam was found out and why the flow was so slow, please be patient. Because every incident will have a claim to be able to achieve the appropriate.

If only the beginning of the meeting continues to be discovered, it is not so the affair of his name. And also if the divorce cepet-cepet ya make the novel only four chapters only.

Chapter 1. Rara's

Chapters 2. Adam cheated

Chapter 3. Maelin is coming

Chapter 4. Finished

If only five chapters will not be a novel but a short story.

Readers can wait patiently. Let everything run based on time.

Because yesterday I was sick and could not get up, so today I love double, and also maybe tomorrow will be up night, because there are neighbors who are imaginary so must help first.

Happy reading!!! 😍😍😍

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After dinner the three of them returned to the family room of Marcell's apartment. Sit down, tell stories, joke around and play cards there.

Adam felt de Javu with events like this, where he often experienced it when they were in England first.

To fill their free time or celebrate things that are considered important is usually Adam, Marcell and Maelin will be a group of three in Adam's apartment and they drink while playing some games until the third sleeps on the spot due to a heavy hangover.

After more than eight years passed now they do get-togethers while drinking and playing cards again, but now the woman among them there is Monica boyfriend Marcell not Maelin lover of his heart.

The three of them sat down on a smooth and soft fur carpet surrounding an adult chest-high glass table.

They played truth or dare with the beer bottle that Marcell son had on that middle room table. Although their status is now fathers but playing the game style of a teenage boy is still exciting for when the adult.

"Truth or dare?" Marcell asked as the tip of the bottle he turned toward Adam.

"Truth" replied Adam Manatan.

"The person you love right now is Rara or Maelin?" Marcell asked as he looked at Adam sitting in front of him.

"Maelin," replied Adam steadily without a doubt.

Hearing Adam's reply Monica's chest heated up as it turned out that his name was not in Adam's heart. While Marcell who listened to it smiled faintly while nodding justifying the words of the friend.

Then Adam's hand turned the black glass bottle again.

"Truth or dare?" Marcell asked, because again the direction of the bottle went to Adam.

"Truth" replied Adam.

"If Monica comes back will you divorce Rara?" Marcell asked curious to answer Adam who so far loved the ex who did not know where the limb.

Adam was silent, not immediately answering like the first time. There was doubt printed clearly on his face before throwing out an Answer.

"Where? Choose Who? Don't you linger?" Urge the impatient Marcell. Because he was waiting for an opportunity where Adam would throw his wife away for Maelin.

After thinking a while later Adam said, "don't know," he replied.

Marcell who was listening intently directly threw the chicken bones he was eating towards Adam as an expression of annoyance and disappointment.

"What kind of answer is that, not clear?" The thin-lipped man's protest was annoyed.

"I'm being honest" said Adam, laughing, "because I don't know who to choose, at least for now," Adam continued, putting fried chicken in his mouth.

"Let me turn" said Adam, taking over the bottle from Marcell's hand.

"I'm not following. I disperse. You two just play together I'm not coming anymore" said Marcell with a triumphant smile.

"You guys!" Monica snapped at the actions of the two men near her, "not in good copulin even in a rowakin. Make me work rods to clean up," the scolding of the beautiful, sexy woman sitting next to Marcell.

Not replying to Monica's second annoyance was just laughing indifferently at the woman.

"Can be in the laundry tomorrow if you're missing. If not, buy a new carpet. Can money Marcell much, dear if not used," replied Adam then, when found Monica's face pouting. While Marcell only he did not respond to the words of Adam.

After playing truth or dare they switch to playing cards Remi while doodling faces with powder for the losers. Of course, the victim this time Monica powder because the powder even it must be exhausted due to the actions of lovers and scuffs.

No one loses and no one wins, their scores are the same, equally shattering in intent, equally as white as ghosts as their faces are full of powder. Jokes and laughter filled the room until the night was getting late.

Monica who felt very sleepy also had to end the game and enter the room first. Adam and Marcell continue to play.

Seconds changed minutes, minutes changed hours, the two adult men who were he family room had started to sleepy also drunk due to the beer they had consumed.

Feeling not strong anymore, finally Adam decided to go home to Marcell.

"Just sleep here. You're drunk, very dangerous when driving later. Could be the accident" Marcell reminded.

Adam shook his hand a sign of refusal, "it's okay I can call the bridal driver."

Adam searched his cell phone to call some of the bridal driver's numbers he kept, but his heavy eyes and dizzy head kept him from finding what he was looking for.

Adam shakes his head several times while opening his eyes to refocus, even though it still fails.

"Not to argue. Just sleep here!" Marcell offered once more.

"I don't want to bother you" Adam said.

"You can sleep in the guest room."

Marcell pulled the hand of Adam who was still delaying looking for the number in his contact just like that, to make the handsome, handsome man jerked in surprise. He did not refuse Marcell's hand.

Dizzy head due to drunkenness as well as sleepy eyes make Rara's husband recite the request of the friend.

Maybe sleeping in Marcell's apartment was better than coming home drunk and dying. Honestly, Adam was also afraid that he had to die young because there were many things that he still did not do in this world.

As soon as he entered the room Adam immediately opened his clothes and lay his body on a soft comfortable mattress. Making his eyes immediately closed because of drowsiness.

While Marcell who still has a little awareness than Adam was back in his room after waiting for Adam to fall asleep perfectly.

The man climbed into the bed with berahan for fear of disturbing sleep Monica who seems to have fallen asleep lulled in a dream.

"Nice dream my love" said Marcell, kissing Monic's head.

Then Marcell joined to relax and hug Monica's body from behind.

When Marcell fell asleep, Monica opened her eyes. The woman who was in her blanket wearing only maroon-colored lingerie got off the bed and slipped out of the room.

Monica's goal is the guest room, because she's one hundred percent sure that Adam doesn't come home tonight, because the man must be heavily drunk and must be sleeping in his house.

Pucuk in love ulam also arrived, it's the right language for Monica at this time because it found the guest room turned out the door was not locked.

That's right Monica said. Adam laughed helplessly on the bed with a slanted position. The man had fallen asleep and was lulled into a dream.

Monica came in and shut the door and locked it. So that Adam could not escape, the widow of one child was picking up the key that was still hanging on the door and put it into the nightstand drawer so as not to disturb Adam's sleep.

Monica squatted on the floor, right in front of Adam's face. Observing the white-filled face that was in front of him. A plain face that slept soundly like a baby. Monica wafted, a sweet smile that made her face even more beautiful.

Gradually the taut fingers traced a handsome face that made him crazy.

Wide writhing forehead, thick black eyebrows, sharp nose and sexy lips. Monica's fingers ended up on Adam's lips, stroking the pink lips.

There was a strong urge from within Monica that made the woman bring her face closer to Adam's face, and attach her b*beer to the man's b*beer.

Adam who felt his sleep disturbed also made a movement until....

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