Not the Hope Husband

Exuviate

Both of Hendra's eyes point to the front of the house that looks very quiet. Like no one's activities at all and finally his legs went down.

Brugh!

The car door is closed. Hendra walked up to the door and his hand went to the bell that was on the right side of the door. Not long before a woman appeared who was certainly younger than him.

"Mas, come in Mas? where are your wife and kids, not invited?" sita's voice was very enthusiastic about the arrival of her brother.

"How are you?" asked Hendra as he stepped following Sita into the living room. His bead of eyes swept across the room looking neat.

"Well, how's it going?" Sit back and ask and sit his ass on the sofa.

"Good." Hendra nodded his head.

"Have a holiday?" sita looked closely at the brother.

"Em, I've resigned from almost a month ago-"

"What, stop? not wrong, Mommy?keep working what now. How can I resign?" a series of questions from Sita his head shook as if he could not believe that his brother was unemployed.

"Sir, that's right." Hendra was looking for someone.

"Where do you come from everyday?" Sita stared fixedly.

"Savings, use the existing only," said Hendra.

"Mas, I can do it. You quit your kingdom!" again Sita shook her head.

"Me, dizzy. Ndak Sita spirit ... Kalut. I'm not excited to work!" keep Hendra.

"Have, Mas ... Why are you so? you are the husband who is responsible for your wife and children. Don't be like this." Sita did not end up thinking the same with this brother.

Hendra said nothing. He daydreamed and the only thing that imagined was the face of a Viona, someone who made him not excited even his life felt empty and empty.

"Mas, listen? don't tell me you're numb and anything just because of Viona. She's married and has a husband and lives happily."

"Who's he saying he's happy? in marriage, the man is not based on love. It's just escape, he still loves Mas, there's nothing to replace Mas in his heart" explained Hendra so sure.

Sita was confused to say what else would make Hendra aware.

"Mass? I miss you." Suddenly Rumi came and hugged Hendra tightly.

"Where are you Dek,?" returning Rumi's embrace.

"Work is, Mas own tumben is here, there is a wind what?" Rumi frowned. Because rarely Hendra comes.

"Basar nih has adek come alone can not ha ha ha ..." Hendra clenched Rumi's forehead.

"Ih, sick. pinjemin I dong money, need an injection of funds."

"How much? ten thousand." Hendra gave a piece of money of ten thousand rupiah.

"Ih ... What the hell? I need 200 million for more capital. Not ten thousand, there's just one." Rumi shook her head and hit Hendra's hand.

"What's? 200 Million, is it not your fault? do not nothing, there is also mengingan for everyday only. I don't work anymore, you know." Mumbled Hendra by leaning his back against the shoulder of the sofa.

"What Mas? didn't I hear wrong?" rumi asked while putting on both ears.

"Mas, it's not working on logging anymore." Obviously Hendra repeated his words.

"Hc ..." Rumi spread her gaze to her older sister, Sita.

Sita nodded her ass at the question of the sister while sighing long and heavy. Looking at Hendra who looked empty.

Then Hendra moved on and went somewhere? neither did Tanya answer.

"Si, why is it Sik Ma'am? how is that weird?" search Rumi who was astonished.

"So, his soul was so empty. As if not the spirit of his life, rich people dazed iiiy .. amit-amit." Sita shuddered and stood away to the back leaving Rumi who was still petrified on the spot.

Hendra takes his steps to the car with a goal that has not been determined. The car drove quickly away from the residence of Sita and Rumi.

Hendra's car continued to drive and finally stopped in the Viona apartment area.

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Fatir was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette between his fingers. Viona who deliberately wore lingerie and approached Fatir, without permission sat on Fatir's thigh and his lentic fingers grabbed a cigarette on Fatir's finger.

Fatir gasp. Suddenly Viona sat on one of her thighs. "What the hell is a pity .. disturb people's pleasure only." Fatir's blind eye leads to the cigarette that Viona has turned off.

"Instead. I'm here, you're not happy, are you?" put both hands around Fatir's neck.

Fatir squinted his eyes. "Relight, but .." said Fatir stopped as Viona's hand moved and danced under her chin down to her chest.

"I'm sad, it turns out my husband isn't happy I'm nearby." Viona has a sad face.

"Who the hell is not happy his wife spoiled gini, but what is it? no fritters in the frying pan! His frowning looked at his wife from head to toe.

"Ah .. What is it?" Puckered his lips spoiled.

"Residently, not usually rich gini. wear clothes less gini material as well." Fatir's finger touched the clothes attached to Viona's body.

"Didn't like? yo wes .. I'm changing again." Viona was about to go down but Fatir held it down by hugging Viona's waist very tightly.

"No, let me open it." Smirked.

"Can." Viona's hand hugged Fatir's body.

"really? but here!" Fatir started fantasizing wildly. He will not waste this opportunity at his best.

Embarrassed and hiding her face around Fatir's neck, Viona nodded slowly. Her hands hugged her husband tightly.

Fatir's lips smirked in satisfaction, getting a nod from his woman. By not wasting any more time Fatir fondled his wife very gently and made Viona so enjoy it.

Little De-se-han escapes from Viona's lips which sound so beautiful in Fatir's ears that it further arouses her long-overdue passion.

Fatir's lips continued to devour every single one of Viona's that teased her and enjoyed nonstop, making both of them feel the cold heat as well as vibrate violently like being stung by an electric current.

At the same place, there was someone standing at the door, which was somehow unlocked so that the man could push and open it a little. Her eyes glared perfectly. Looking towards the sofa that clearly seemed the person on it was performing a private ritual.

Yes, Hendra deliberately came to meet with Viona to vent the longing that filled the space of his heart. But what is he seeing now? Viona was wrestling with her husband and did it on the sofa, it was clear that Viona was enjoying being seen from her lips that commented a smile and returned every kiss of Fatir full of napsu. Suddenly, the man's body shook. His hands clenched even teeth tightened, looks anger and jealousy burning the heart of the person.

Wanting to rush in and stop it and hit the man to the ground. But fortunately Hendra's brain is still functioning properly, however they are husband and wife who have no right for Hendra to interfere let alone separate it. Slowly the door closed again, regulating her rumbling breath, her chest tightened and her two dewy eyes raised a circle of water adorning the corner of her eyes.

His body was rumbling, crouching near the wall. His heart felt in the words with the tip of a sharp knife tore at his feelings, this strapping and handsome man experienced a breakdown of feelings. Then he stood staring at the door for a moment, then took his wide steps as quickly as possible away from the place.

Inside the apartment. Fatir and Viona remain cool to do the action that is getting hotter, both of them vent the long long longing is not channeled into place. They satisfy each other, sweat adorned the light of the light so they appear bathed in light.

"Didn't it hurt, dear?" investigate Fatir with a soft look in between the ritual.

Viona shook her head and her face inscribed a happiness that was difficult when it had to be expressed. His lips covered a satisfied smile. Fatir continues to devour Viona lips his hand did not escape guerrilla. M*****Viona's high hill, making the owner sound good and raise his wheels again.

Even Fatir whined favors and continued to launch his action that continued to pound the fun Viona also under his confinement. Now his lips turned to the top of the hill that teased him. He sambar and enjoy it alternately.

Suddenly, Viona wakes up. "Oh my goodness .. door, I haven't locked it yet baby."

Obviously Fatir gasped, was engrossed in making love. Viona's awake. But Fatir does not let Fiona move and his head leads to the door that Viona said has not been locked.

Forcibly Fatir took off his weapon, got up and walked with something hanging. Where alive again, Viona held back her laugh feeling funny seeing Fatir walking carrying that living weapon.

A second later after locking the door, Fatir again approached and was about to resume the pending one just now. But as Viona stood up and ran to the room laughing, Fatir chased and caught Viona's body and hugged her tightly.

He was taken to bed and laid there. So exposing Viona's body completely makes Fatir feel unable to continue his struggle again. Gently he went down the hallway full of pleasure, especially now that the entrance has begun to get used to passing through the blunt weapon belonging to Fatir whose size is more than normal.

Viona bit her lower lip as Fatir launched his action multiple times, continuing to pound her opponent until she ran out of energy. He himself eventually fell also beside the innocent body of the wife. Viona smiled with satisfaction and Fatir several times landed his kiss on Viona's cheek and forehead and ended up on her lips as a thank you for giving something that Fatir had always yearned for.

"Ahk .. tired dear. Thanks for making me happy tonight. Very satisfied." Fatir muttered while hugging Viona's head on her chest.

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Brak!

Brak!

Brak!

The sound of a car that hit the road divider so that the car is a few tipping over and bouncing a few meters ....

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Fatir and Viona say happy holiday🙏 did not feel a month has passed where we hold thirst and hunger in particular. I say please maf born and inner.