OJO NGONO MAS

You're not my taste

Cars enter elite residential areas. Many luxurious mansions are seen on the right left of the road. The distance from one mansion to another was very far apart. Because each mansion is surrounded by a high wall fence and a very large yard.

Sri was amazed to see that. Never before has Sri come to this area of housing. In front of the entrance gate only the security guard is very tight. Enter deeper which emblazoned scenery that makes the heart amazed.

Like entering into a wealthy royal settlement. Various forms of mansion design that Sri saw. Each mansion has its own shape and design style. Making Sri's eyes sparkle every time he saw the mansion one and the other.

Lucky rolled his eyeballs lazily looking at this behavior of his village wife.very far grilled from the fire with him. Like the heavens and the earth. It was grievous in his heart why he had to marry the tacky girl his parents had chosen just for making up for that ridiculous agreement.

"God! the village!" lucky muttered that he could only hear himself with a fed up look on his face.

The car entered a large gate. Passing through the vast courtyard in front of him. A beautiful flower garden is real. The large fountain pool is right in front of the terrace with a front yard of ceramic pavers.

the two cars stopped in the front yard of the mansion's terrace. Sri eagerly got out of the car without waiting for Beni busy opening the door for him. I was so eager to meet the bed and sleep.

"Darling, let's go in"

Melani pulls Sri's hand to go inside. The spacious and extremely luxurious mansion was clearly plastered in plain sight. He entered into a wealthy family. But baby, get a super stiff husband and like to mock him.

There were several servants standing in line to greet them. All the servants looked down respectfully. Sri just nodded at the servants, and continued to be carried Melani sitting on the sofa.

"This is our home dear" said Melani smiling sumringah.

"Yes bune. Apik tenan" Sri replied as her eyes swept around the room.

"You likey?" ask Melani.

Not yet able to answer, Lucky and Frans entered. Frans sat on another sofa joined by his wife and daughter-in-law. While Lucky directly walked towards the stairs to go up to the top floor while muttering that can still be heard Sri.

"Of course I like. He had never lived in such a luxurious place"

the glek!!

Sri. Lucky's heartache really insulted him. No one had ever told him that before. Sri's family is not very poor. His family has a business of lesehan gudeg rice. His brothers had government husbands. His late father was also a generous person who was disinclined in his village. He also has a graduate degree.

In his village, his family status includes people who are wealthy. But compared to the Lucky family, yeah.. Sri does not deny if his family is far below them. But Lucky doesn't have to insult her, does he?

"Don't listen to Lucky, baby. He was so. But if you know how to tear him down, sure he'll kiss your feet"

Melani calms Sri's heart. He could also hear his son muttering. Glancing at her husband as if complaining about his son's behavior. But immediately smiled back when he looked at Sri.

"Yes already Sri. Now you rest first. You must be tired"

"Enggeh bune"

Melani invites Sri to go upstairs. A very luxurious staircase. Sri feels the way in the magnificent castle. But quickly dispose of that awe before getting insulted again.

This mansion is huge. There are many doors on the second floor. The winding hallway that Sri did not know went to nowhere. Sri looked around and amazed in her heart.It was worth the danger very much for a dwelling of this size. If it was only one or two people, it would definitely not hold.

They stopped in front of a large door. Melani.

"Lucky.open the door"

Ow hell! why is it Lucky's room anyway? Is there no other room for me?

Sri stiffened up waiting for Lucky to open the door. I wanted to tell her mother-in-law not to room with Lucky. But where can. Where's the newlyweds split rooms?

Not long after the door opened. Lucky stood up as his hand held the door leaf and crossed his legs. Staring at Sri sharply.

"Your wife wants to rest" Melani said, glaring at Lucky.

Lucky was still silent. Staring at Sri seemed to show an intimidating attitude. Said he would reply to the girl through the look in his eyes. Sri also looked at Lucky with a raging mind.

Lucky snarled and moved away from the door. Let Sri and her mother in the doorway. Melani holds Sri's hand while whispering.

"Don't be afraid. Just beat him up. If anything, conquer! hihih"

Melani giggled and moved away leaving Sri who was confused to examine the meaning of Melani's speech just now.

Hajar piye anyway? conquered? what do you mean by smackdown?

The spacious bedroom. The dominance of white. Sturdy king size bed in the middle of the room. Overlooking the glass door that connects to the balcony of the room. A large sofa to the right of the room. In front of him there is a tv with a large size attached to the wall. Underneath a long table with lots of soft cream drawers.

Sri was still standing behind the door until Lucky walked out of the room in closed. He threw his face in the other direction. Not want to see Lucky who only wears a towel wrapped around his waist.

Ah not the waist. But it's sagging down. Visually accentuate the torn bread and a firm line slants under its stomach. And the thin fur forms a straight line from the chest to the bottom silvery. Can be short of breath if you see that.

Lucky walked over to the sofa. Sitting his legs on the table. Staring at Sri who was still staring towards the glass door of the balcony of the room.

"Why is it there?" ask Lucky coldly.

"Em.it's okay" Sri replied a little nervously.

Lucky slightly curled his lips smiling mockingly at Sri. He knew Sri just didn't want to see him in his current state. While at Sri's house, Lucky did not act recklessly. Respect your mother-in-law and won't do anything.

But now, at his house. Another story. This is his territory. This brat must be punished. He had already dared to resist even shaking his head. Lucky sneers cunningly.

Ahaha!!! I must avenge you village girl!! just look!! 😈

Lucky moved closer to Sri. The girl looked shocked and took a step back.

"Mase's Negotiations? there-there. huss..hus.."

Sri moves her hand to drive Lucky away. Staring at Lucky with a huff. But Lucky is increasingly showing a jail attitude. Smiling seductively and getting closer to Sri.

"Mase!! Ojo crazy sampeyan!! inget janjaine Mase Yo!" Sri is half dead.

Their distance is only one reach. Sri can feel the aroma coming from Lucky's body. For a moment his brain was not functioning. The smell of the stiff man's body that spread syahdu tickled the frozen nerves of his brain.

For a moment their eyes met before Sri was awakened from her fascination. Sri retreated again until she turned to the door, as Lucky pressed her forward.

Sri's shortness of breath choked due to the panic that whack. Very afraid that the tall and burly body will squeeze him. Dizziness again hit the head that is increasingly throbbing.

"J-don't b-begini m-m-maseee"

Vibrating voice Sri. His hands were wet with sweat from the agonizing anxiety. Lucky still stared at him sharply. Sri can feel the smell of Lucky's breath. Like a refreshing mint scent.

Sri could no longer look at the netra Lucky who looked at him sharply. Lowering his gaze right on Lucky's chest which looked clayy with regular breathing.

I want it to feel Sri punching the chest of that muscular field. But his hands felt weak and trembling. His knees felt like they were boneless.

Brak!!

Sri closed her eyes. Surprised instead of playing when Lucky hit the door behind his head. Holding Sri below. Lucky brought his face closer to Sri's cheek. His lips almost touched Sri's earlobe. Makes Sri shudder in horror. Prickling all over his body felt Lucky's breath sweeping across his cheeks and ears.

It was clear that Lucky's breath was warmed in Sri's ear. Made Sri almost faint. His face was no longer covered with blood.

"I'll******* your body is up" Lucky whispered.

Sri's breath was getting crowded hearing that. His heart is beating hard. It's possible Lucky could hear his heart pounding. Cold sweat poured out. His body shuddered trembling. Lucky's lips are getting closer to his ear lobe. Sniff and faintly.

A buneeee!! Sri wants to die if you do!!!

Sri's screams thrashed. Very afraid Lucky will finish him off right now. Fearing that Lucky would ask for her right to be her legal husband. Fearing that Lucky would tear his own promise.

"You're quite tantalizing" Lucky whispered again. "But baby, you're not my taste"

Suddenly Sri felt Lucky's body move away from her. No more breathing in his ears. The man stayed away. Sri opened her eyes slowly. Lucky moves away from Sri, towards the bathroom in the corner.

Huh!! relieved taste. Out of the lion's hut. Sri's breath was tired as soon as she saw Lucky enter the bathroom. It doesn't matter if Lucky doesn't taste it. That is what Sri expects. He could be freed from the hunchback of that stiff and ruthless man.

While Lucky feels victorious seeing Sri scared. Like seeing a kitten who is afraid to face its prey. Pay attention to the plain face that pias with high levels of anxiety.

In Lucky's heart, he saw the wayward girl was terrified. But he wanted to teach a lesson, so that Sri could be more obedient to him.

"Hahaah!!!"

The sound of Lucky's laughter echoed in the bathroom. Sri heard that. The man's pleasure has frightened Sri. The laughter of victory. The one in Sri's ears sounded more like a terrible cruel laugh