Psychics

26. The way I look after you.

Bang Erlang opened the door of the house and was surprised not to play when turning on the lights turned out Gizha had sat folding both hands in front of the chest.

"Why haven't you slept deck yet?" Bang Erlang asked as he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty as the returned clothes of Gizha were so tempting to his instincts.

"Waiting Brother. Brother where? See the front porch of our house is still collapsing, it's because of who? Didn't Gizha ask Brother to reflect... What was the result??? " Schum Gizha.

Slowly Bang Erlang closed and locked the door of his living room. "The result is that the sweet potato feels burning, hot, stinging to the tailbone. You don't know brother anymore. Such a thing is not a deck toy..!!" Bang Erlang's eyes continued to stare at Gizha's face.

"So????" Gizha was a little anxious but she still covered her nervousness that could not be covered at all.

Bang Erlang approached Gizha and pushed a little

"Remain unable to stand. The bangeet ayaaank.. It's a little flimsy, yeah..!!" Pinta Bang Erlang with a face so clear. Not knowing how it was based, Bang Erlang became so spoiled and whining in front of Gizha.

"Can't be brother.. Don't you remember what our wedding was???" Gizha reminded.

"Remember, but this one won't remember..!!" His words and it even made Gizha anxious.

"Yesdang...!!!!!"

No longer waiting for Gizha's approval, Bang Erlang immediately hit Gizha.

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Disha stared at the silence and darkness of the night from inside her room. He wiped his tears. For some reason tonight Bang Drajat could not bear to see Disha who had rubbed his arm against the cold of the night wind.

"It's so cold, why don't you sleep?" Ask Bang Drajat.

"Not yet drowsy." Disha replied without seeing the look on Bang Drajat's face.

At that time Bang Drajat hugged Disha and kissed her forehead, no matter what wind made her able to do that.

Disha tries to dodge but Bang Drajat hugs her tightly. When Bang Drajat's hand touched Disha's stomach, the girl calmed down.

"We're wrong, everything's wrong." He said while slurping into the neck of Disha. "Mas himself is wrong cannot tell the difference between you and Gizha. All this disappointment is also due to Mas's fault."

"Stay away Mas, go back to Mas's own room. Disha is sleeping." Banish Disha. Remembering all his mistakes, he no longer wanted to add to the sins of the umpteenth time in his life.

"We're just getting married..!! We raise our children together." Bang Drajat's.

"No need to Bang, since the beginning Disha did not demand recognition from his Papa. Disha will endure all this. Didn't Disha also demand nothing from Mas." Answer Disha.

Bang Drajat's heart was slightly sliced to hear it. Disha Rejection.

"Disha knows Mas doesn't love Disha, Mas just wants Disha's body." Disha did not cover anything else from his words.

"But this kid needs a dad. I will marry you." Bang Drajat said full of sweet promises. He continued to approach Disha, the face like Gizha's face could cover up a bit of his longing for the woman he loved.

Exasperatedly Bang Drajat clenched his hands tightly. "Disha.. want us to do it anytime.. You are already dirty..!!!!!!!"

The speech stopped Disha's steps. She smiled bitterly hearing it. Dhisa also took off Bang Drajat's arm.

"Well if that's what you want..!!" Disha undressed. She rolled her hair up and on her tiptoes hugged Bang Drajat. "Tonight I will be p***** your Om Drajat..!!" Disha grabbed Bang Drajat's lips and immediately the man darkened his eyes.

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Bang Erlang gasping for breath set his hunt for his lust peaked when he saw Gizha groaning and hugging him tightly felt his service for his beloved wife.

"Enak? You like??" Bang Erlang ensured all his treatment. There was still a sense of uneasiness in the recesses of her heart given the winding path of their marriage. It is not easy to keep Gizha's feelings and thoughts focused on her.

Gizha nodded, until when Gizha almost finished everything, Bang Erlang caught up with her. Now he feels drifting in the clouds. His eyelids half-covered drowned the pupils. His groans were not restrained until he spewed hot lava in Gizha's body. "Can there be only me in your heart? I'm jealous."

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Bang Erlang stirring milk for Gizha. His wife went back to sleep after morning prayers, her hair was still wet.

"Sir. drink the milk first. Don't give it to Disha again." His words are full of emphasis.

"If not Gizha is watching, then who else is Bang?" Ask Gizha.

"Let Drajat intervene. Or are you not willing for Drajat to pay attention to Disha?"

"Well, why should there be such a question. Isn't Gizha enough to be your wife??" Reprove Gizha because Bang Erlang continues to love the man who once stopped in his heart.

"Is there something wrong with my question? Isn't it natural for all my jealousy? You still look at him with an unusual look. Brother of the deck, obviously Abang understands you still have the same feeling Drajat. But if indeed you do not accept the way your brother takes care of you, please give Brother an understanding of how to make your attitude and jealousy does not hurt you. Honestly Brother does not want you to cry when you are wrong to act and cannot control emotions. If you don't love you.. Brother won't bother being this septrotective with you."

"Shouldn't you understand, too. It's not that easy to erase our togetherness even though we've been tucked away by another man. And Gizha also does not want to bother seducing a stiff, cold, annoying and nosy man if Gizha does not love." replied Gizha.

"Oyeah?? Try to prove..!!!" tagih Bang Erlang with a mischievous smile.

"Night Khan is Bang, Gizha is tired you know."

The reply made Bang Erlang laugh and for a moment his heartbreak vanished.

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