My Talaq!

Salma

After Diana's departure to the nearest minimarket which is not far near her home, Fikri immediately issued a teething that he felt for Salma's behavior.

"You want to uncover our secrets in front of Diana? Don't hope! Till any time I won't let you ruin my household and Diana's." Fikri was annoyed not mai at the woman before him. It could be that the woman was so blatantly teasing Fikri had even given a code if they had a relationship behind Diana.

Salma stood up smiling sweetly as if she had no guilt whatsoever. What she did was right, what she said was right, but now Fikri is right to be her husband. And that means in the future he will continue to bring up their household problems in front of Diana.

So, what is wrong if Salma makes a drama on top of the events that occur? Of course for him it is not wrong as long as his marriage with Fikri continues. And there will come a time when Salma takes Fikri completely without having to pretend again either in front of Diana.

Salma standing near Fikri felt the man's chest. Fikri releases him, reluctantly touched by Salma. Moreover, there is a baby A nearby is wriggling.

"Don't you dare raise your filthy hand to me!" threatening Fikri pointed at Salma's face with a sharp gaze not liking her body being touched.

It's not the same name if he doesn't manage to get Fikri to bend his knee to him. "Why? we're married even if it's just a serial wedding so we can already touch each other right? In the past almost every day we are always playing in bed even though it is just a touch. Now we can do it, baby." Salma was so flirtatious that her eyes were flirting with Fikri.

The dimpled man shuddered in horror reluctantly to serve Salma. She would go from there carrying baby A but Salma immediately pulled her hand carrying Fikri to the corner and attacked him.

Salma kissed Fikri's lips lustfully. He gives a touch of excitement so that Fikri is provoked. Fikri encourages a rude upset at Salma's actions.

"You're crazy, it's in the store." Fikri was afraid Diana had come when she had just left. "Have I told you never to dare touch me You heard no?"

"I can't, Fikri. I'm so eager to enjoy that atmosphere again I miss every caress of your hand." Salma deliberately pulled Fikri's hand and kept it in her chest. "Let's touch!" lirih Salma as her hand rubbed the bottom of the hardened Fikri.

"I don't want to!" with all his might Fikri tried not to do this to Salma. Because he wanted to do it to Diana.

"Ok, if you don't want to obey me then don't blame me for giving this photo today to Diana." Salma's threat came back out and that's what makes Fikri growl can't be twisted at all.

"You.." point at Fikri with the jaw getting hardened with anger. And Salma was getting more and more intense to do what he wanted to do from yesterday with Fikri.

The blond haired lady in the paint was again devouring greedily for Fikri's lips as her hands continued to try to feel every sensitive spot that Fikri had. His name is also a man, even if he refuses if he has been presented with something that he once felt would be carried away by lust too. Unknowingly Fikri replies to what the same is doing. In a corner building near the cashier, they exchanged saliva with hands that groped each other and even squeezed each other lustfully.

Salma smiled satisfied that his efforts were not in vain. He turned out to be able to make the opponent melt as well. these two have arrived above the word natural.why? Because Fikri has started to raise the same worn skirt feel the inside.

Oooaa...

The sound of baby A sounding loud disrupts the activities of Salma and Fikri. That made Fikri aware of his actions. Fikri pushed rough until Salma hit the table until he fell.

"Aw... Why push me?" Salma grimaced in shock then lowered her skirt.

Fikri immediately held Baby A who was crying but the baby was getting louder and could not stop crying. Fikri who was being hit by feelings of restlessness and guilt was so great for the actions he had just done. It gets even more chaotic when you hear baby A keep crying.

"Baby don't cry, you want mimi, son? Fikri kept holding her. But the baby still does not want to be silent tell if he does not like the actions of papa he continued. That's why we cry so hard.

"Fuckin' baby, he's been interfering with my activities and Fikri's. It could be that the baby could cry when Fikri began to be lured," muttered Salma hates. Then she took her clothes off again so as not to look messy.

"Stop the baby, don't cry! Papa's dizzy to hear your cries, plus dizzy with your mother's clerk." Fikri until grumbling because so upset can not make baby A stop crying. He forgot Diana's message if at any time his son cried give Asi in the refrigerator by being warmed up a little.

"Can you stop her crying, right? Just disturb. My ears hear this painful sound," said Salma nagging the tiny, innocent baby.

"You are silent, you fool. All because you keep on fishing me until it causes the cry of this child to echo here the cheap woman's bottom." jolted Fikri growled making baby A's cry firmer.

"Suffering, I swear. Where did Diana go? To the minimarket only for many years like this. If it wasn't for him being the boss, I'd be the babysitter." Salma grumbled furiously. While Fikri dizzy should do what.

Diana, who had just arrived near the store, was surprised that her son was crying loudly and she immediately ran while holding her stomach so as not to hurt. How not, just a week the stream has been running to buy every home needs. Fikri instead of helping instead stayed in the store alone.

"O dear God, forgive the old Mother." Diana panicked to the point of dropping her groceries and immediately switched to taking her son.

"Sir, we've tried to ease her cries but so don't want to be silent." as usual Diana looks good in front of Salma and stabs behind her.

Diana did not reply, she was just busy calming her son down. Carrying trying to ease the cry of the son. Already panicked he said he had started to tear up not bear to see his son reddened to tears sobbing.

"Darling, forgive Mother. Mother promises not to leave you again. You'll want to be the same mother, yeah." Diana walked to a slightly closed place and sat down while her right hand opened the top two buttons. Then he revealed the source of the nutrients that the child. Her lips continued to say an apology while carrying and while trying to breastfeed her son. And then baby A was silent with a small hand hugging the chest of his mother.

"Diana I don't know how to silence him," said Fikri regretted not being able to take good care of Diana's child.

Diana looked back. "You didn't give him milk?"

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