Neighboring With Genderuwo.

Both Time.

Nisa woke up in the middle of the night. He was about to come down to take a drink, when a faint sound of gamelan came from the lower room. Nisa follows the source of the voice. Apparently the gamelan sound came from one of the wall paintings in the living room.

Wall painting nyi Roro kidul dancing.

Nisa was watching closely, when suddenly the painting appeared to be alive. Nyi Roro Kidul actually danced accompanied by the voice of Gending Java. Nisa was still hiding in the corner of the sofa while looking at the spectacle before her eyes.

One dance is almost completed when the eyes of Nyi Roro kidul catch the presence of Nisa. Instantly the painting returned motionless, and the sound of the gamelan automatically stopped.

Nisa rubbed her eyes. As if I couldn't believe what I just saw. He closed his eyes in fear when behind him like someone was stroking his neck. Nisa screamed hysterically seeing a pair of hands embracing her from behind.

"Nisa, here I am, what's wrong with you??".

"I'm Dito your husband".

"You're this, surprise me, ma'am".

"Since when you stood there".

"Some,,, what do you think, really, really??".

"The painting was a living mas, he danced to the accompaniment of gamelan music".

"You,, start it off .... don't be weird,, let's go upstairs".

"For a second, I'm gonna grab a drink".

"Yes, there's a sneak ....!!".

Nisa walked into the kitchen while continuing to pay attention to the painting on the wall. He's watching closely. Still nothing has changed there.

"Ah ..maybe I'm too tired to be hallucinating".

"But curious as well, what is behind each of these paintings huh??".

Dito called Nisa. He was still waiting in front of the elevator.Nisa then ran up to him.

That was when, suddenly the lights in the lower room went out instantly.

"Why else is this??".

"Maybe the crystal lights are off, let me tell people tomorrow to check".

"Come, I still have business with you".

While Nisa is still having fun with Dito at Alan's house, Roy comes to Nisa's house. He was going to take Nisa to dinner. Maybe with a little entertainment, Nisa can recover from her pain.

Roy rang Nisa's doorbell. Sofia came to open the door for him.She was surprised to know Roy's arrival.

"Sofi, Miss Nisa's home, right??".

"Bu Nisa's just coming home tomorrow sir, she's out of town".

"O yeah, what business, why don't I know??".

"Sofi doesn't know, sir, you should ask your mother yourself".

"Yes, I'm sorry Sofi".

"Please Mr. Roy".

Roy pulled out his phone. He called Nisa's phone. While waiting, Nisa finally answered her call.

"Yes Roy, how can I help you??".

"Where have you been, Nisa, I'm so anxious to think of you".

"That's Roy, I've got personal business, tomorrow morning I leave for the office".

"But where are you now, let me pick you up".

"Don't Roy, you just wait for me in the office ".

"Roy, yes, I have a job".

Nisa hastily hung up her phone as Dito yelled out to call out to her. He didn't want Roy to get suspicious of him.

While Roy feels something strange with Nisa's behavior. He was hiding something. Especially obviously Roy heard a man's voice with him.

"Where are you really going, Nisa??".

"Why is it so hard to get you".

"I wish my way was wide open after Dito died, but you're getting away from me".

Dito approached Nisa. Her hair was wet because it had just been shampooed. Nisa looks to bend her face.

"What's the matter, honey, why are you moody??".

"Roy just called me mas, and I'm sure he must have heard your screams".

"Why, let it go, I'm your husband anyway".

"Why do you have to be scared like this??".

"It's not like you, he'll get suspicious later".

"Go get dressed, take me home".

"Why hurry, we still have time, right??".

"Again, after this, we'll be seeing her for a long time".

"I still miss you".

"Mas, don't..you're wet......

you're so naughty of a mas".

Dito ignored Nisa's screams. He carried her to bed. His red lips were silenced with Dito's tongue. Nisa can only give up when once again Dito indulges herself with a friendly touch and erotic gestures in bed. Nisa's clothes have been thrown somewhere, while Dito who only wears a towel, immediately launched the action, giving pleasure to his wife.

Nisa is overwhelmed at serving Dito's enormous lust. It has been a variety of styles they play until repeatedly get satisfaction. Since borrowing Alan's body, Dito's love interest seemed to increase many times. So no wonder, if for two days and two nights, Nisa and Dito feel at home on the balcony above Alan's house.

Nisa gets up and heads to the bathroom, while Dito falls asleep. It's early in the morning, and Nisa's still at Alan's. He hurriedly cleaned himself up and dressed up.

"Mas, wake up, you're taking me?".

"It's still 3pm Nisa, that's right".

"Go back to sleep, tomorrow morning I'll take you".

"Can't mas, I should've been home from earlier".

"Sofia could be worried if I'm late for home".

"Yes, wait a minute, I'm getting ready".

Inevitably Dito finally woke up too. This was indeed his fault for holding Nisa in his arms. So he had to drive her in the morning blind.

"Come, let's go down, I'll take you home".

"But you're not sleepy, are you??".

"You take it easy, I'm used to staying up late".

In the darkness of the night, Nisa and Dito return to the city. Finally Nisa who drives her car because Dito is still exhausted after the physical exercise they do. Dito falls asleep in his car, while Nisa concentrates on looking at the road.

After a three-hour drive, Nisa finally reached her home. There was still time for him to rest. Nisa stopped her car on the street near the house. He then woke Dito up.

"Mas, we've arrived, I have to go home first".

"Smart as it looks my wife is".

"Open your eyes, I have to go in now".

"You find a hotel first and sleep there before you go back".

"I don't need a hotel, but I need this".

Dito pulled Nisa's hair and***** her lips. They kissed their tongues long enough. Nisa's out of breath.

"Stop mas,, I'm in a hurry, don't tease me anymore".

"Darling, how about we get married".

"I can't bear to part with you".

"Don't joke, I'm late".

We'll talk tomorrow".

Nisa closed the car door and ran into her yard. He did not realize that around the place there was someone watching him. He was successful in being curious about the figure of the man who drove Nisa home. He secretly recorded the license plate number of the car he was driving.

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