Not the Hope Husband

Disperses

How surprised Viona received a message from Rumi that Rumi could and when to tell her Oma that Fatir had a lover and betrayed Viona. Even he had evidence that the picture of Fatir who was hugging the lover.

Viona's head shook. "Basic, it's early morning."

"Why Non?" fatir asked as he shifted the chair near Viona.

"Here, Rumi's sister threatened to report your behavior with a lover."

"Ooh .." with the rest.

"Well, how is his face ordinary?" Viona.

"What should Non be? it's the way it is, it's true but .. I've tried to be a good husband and responsible as much as I can when the results are how yes." Fatir said as he put his shoulder up.

Viona sighed while shaking her head. Hands continue to play mobile phones and this time surfing social media. And Viona's heart was again made dag Dig dug because the incident was spread in the media with thousands of viewers and various comments that made shock and smile.

"Look at what happened." Viona shows a video that has spread on social media showing Soraya angry at Fatir and Viona. And the video is in the title Love Wife hit husband with young wife.

"Waw .. We become famous dong huh? become an artist on social media. CK ck ..." Fatir clucked proudly while grinning.

"Yes, shame. Know .. If the person is right, I'm the one who took the husband. Know it anyway? Wonderful, even proud of that? not thinking about my repotation? soon the media knew I was going to attack me" complained Viona. Sighing heavily.

"How did dong go? I don't know about that. I'd say it's a misunderstanding, just tell him he's my ex. The media don't understand!" fatir stared fixedly.

"Ndidn't be that easy either. That medium would be more observant, yeah .. except-"

"Except what Vi?" Fatir.

Viona stared fixedly at Fatir. "Unless you use money."

"Hem ... It turns out that everything can be done with money anyway?" timpal Fatir's.

Viona did not answer, she turned off her phone. Because if active will certainly ring continuously. At the moment he is not ready to confirm, he wants to go up to the bed.

"Non, actually I'm ashamed to give this is nothing compared to your money, but .. as a husband obviously I have to give a living even if only a thousand dollars," said Fatir who sat in a small exchange rate in front of Viona. Holding a brown envelope.

Make Viona snooze up to her bed. Staring towards Fatir and when the netra of his eyes moved looking at the slightly blue corner of Fatir's lips, Viona unhesitatingly touched it with her index finger.

"Look." Pekik Fatir's. It still hurts.

Viona's hand reached for her bag to pick up a small object yes it was ointment, she used a bolt through the wound at the corner of Fatir's lip.

Fatir was stunned to look at Viona who cared about him. "Thank you!"

Viona keeps it back in her bag. Then he took an envelope that Fatir held and said he made a living.

"Did you always carry that thing? wherever you go!" Staring at Viona's bag. Don't-don't you? Fatir's mind became traveling.

"What am I taking with me everywhere? that's what I bought for your wound." With an annoyed tone, surely Fatir had strange thoughts especially he traveled a lot.

"Oh, I guess!"

"I guess what?" Viona repeated Fatir's words.

Fatir fell silent and opened his shirt and left only a t-shirt and shorts. Climb onto the bed following Viona who had already curled her back. "Ndak salat first Non?" looking at Viona who only had her face.

"Em ... again M," he said.

"Oh." The fatir is supine with both hands under the head.

Silent!

Fatir changed the position of his bed more docked to the body of Viona who he thought was asleep because there was no movement at all and the sound of breathing is regular. Though Viona still opened her eyes and moved forward to the edge giving distance to Fatir's body until it was completely beside the bed.

Fatir quickly hugged from behind and pulled Viona's body away from the edge of the bed.

"After all, I'm going to sleep." Viona's voice without moving.

"I'm going to sleep too. Not running away." Fatir's lip smile that got no rejection from Viona.

Suddenly Viona woke up and turned towards Fatir. "Don't get close to me! later your lover rampaged again, later I also hit who just not finished."

Fatir's fingers began to dance on Viona's face caressing her delicate and tender cheeks. Fatir's nose smelled his fragrant scent. Refreshes the nasal cavity.

While Viona's heart was racing. Receiving a touch from Fatir even his face was so close and how far away from his face. "Don't want Vi to touch her, she doesn't love you. She loves her lover, don't let your heart break to pieces Vi, just made your heart hurt enough." In his heart, the argument.

Fatir continued to stare at Viona's beautiful and dazzling face. "Let's touch him. Giving a living is not just born, the mind also needs and you are adults, what is wrong with fulfilling your obligations. Sure he won't refuse and gladly serve you, No. Viona doesn't still love her lover and it's visible from her gestures. He hasn't been able to mop one out of his love, hold it until he has more of a taste for you Fatir." He murmured in his heart.

Fatir's head shook his head. Then landed a kiss on Viona's lips that in fact there was no rejection at all. He was no longer able to resist his desire to touch the lips of the wife who had become opium to him.

For some reason though the heart and mind think differently, reject the presence of Fatir but his limbs are very accepting and hope again and again. Viona was angry with herself who always resigned when Fatir devoured her lips.

For a moment Fatir let go and gave a pause to let his second breath run smoothly.

Viona lowered her head to hide her unreasonable breath. His chest seemed up and down, eager to refuse and hide his face behind a blanket but on the other hand was very addictive. Until a second later their lips re-united and enjoyed each other.

This time Fatir's hand pulled on Viona's nape and both of Viona's hands hugged the man's shoulder with this no longer the distance between the two of them. Long .... enjoy each other that feels sweet and becomes that opium.

Either consciously or not. Fatir's hand moved down to touch one of the chewy fruits that made the owner sound soft.

"Au." the voice escaped Viona's lips.

Making Fatir gasp and say. "I'm sorry?" immediately pulled out his hand and rushed out of that room.

Viona stared at his departure in disappointment. He could only bite his lower lip, the fingers slightly squeezing the blanket annoyed with Fatir's departure.

Until Viona gets ready for bed. Fatir has not yet re-entered the room making Viona sleep alone without Fatir. The night is getting late and the atmosphere is getting cold.

Around 02. Early in the day Viona woke up and felt a warm feeling on her back that stuck to someone's chest. And there was a hand that was coiled around the waist apparently the hand was hugging from behind. Viona's smile expanded and hugged the hand.

The owner of the hand, smiling happily in the back. There is still an hour left to wake up and it is time to enjoy a hug in this cold moment.

A warm gust of breath swept through the recesses behind Viona that felt so warm. Fatir's lips gently tipped the niche making Viona's body bristling and suddenly hot cold.

From behind Fatir's lips continued to develop his smile. And stick it again in white skin, smooth and clean. The bodies of both warmed up plus glued a blanket over the bodies of both.

At about three o'clock Fatir woke up and covered Viona's body with a blanket so as not to get cold.

Viona's body turned to face Fatir and grabbed his hand as she said. "Where are you going?" his voice is a typical raucous wake up.

"I have to go to the market" replied Fatir no less his voice which was heavy wet rasping.

"Keep me here alone?" connect Viona.

"I'll be home soon and take you to work. In this house there is a mother. Yes and others." In a very slow tone.

Viona's hand hugged Fatir's shoulder. "Em .. don't be long!" viona's side is out. His eyes were staring at Fatir.

Fatir's lips smiled before finally nodding, his fingers stroking Viona's hair very gently. "Yes, it won't be long before coming back for you."

"Certainly yes?" Viona pursed her lips which made Fatir feel anxious.

Cup! a brief kiss landed warmly. Then Fatir rushed down to the bathroom to clean for a while.

Viona's bead eyes looked at the returning Fatir while bare-chested Viona tried to swallow her saliva which was difficult to swallow. He immediately looked away and tried to close his eyes again.

"I'm going first, right?" fatir's voice was right on Viona's earlobe and a damp object touched her cheek gently.

Viona opened her eyes. Fatir was still close to him. "Be careful."

Fatir's wide steps came out of his Viona's existing room, Fatir's lips kept on messing up. Heart's blossoming.

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Soraya, who was left behind by the figure of Fatir, cried hysterically evoke a deep sense of disappointment. Long he sat quietly on the floor crying sobbing that sounded so bitter. Until finally the security there helped Soraya stand up to give him a glass of water then in between looking for a taxi to go home ....

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Warm greetings to my readers all may your news be in almighty protection at this time.