Rain Blanketed Clouds

Oddities

A heated struggle occurred that afternoon in the new house owned by Wira. The departure of the wife is actually well utilized by the two lovebirds who have not communicated with each other for a long time. Lisa really enjoyed the game given by her ex. Until the groans along with the sweat fall ended the game both.

A wide smile adorned Lisa's face, she kissed the chest of the Hero field that was so tempting when covered in the sweat of their love.

"Where are you? I'm still kangen." he chirped spoiled.

"I have to get back to the office. If not, it can be found out." he hurriedly rushed to leave Lisa who was still innocent in her bed.

The two separated after venting their respective desires.

At home Lisa does the job so neatly. He looked so excited that by late afternoon the sound of cars outside could be heard stopping.

Hurriedly he walked towards the courtyard of the house welcoming the incoming figure. His lips immediately piqued the annoyance of seeing that the one who came home was not the master, but the mistress.

"Good afternoon, Madam." she said and Arika just smiled.

"So late." too."

Arika stepped in intending to take a shower, she closed the door. I don't know why there's a strange feeling running through a woman's mind. Slowly his eyes moved around the room. In the next second Arika frowned.

"Why is this tangled? This morning, I was tidying up the bed linen. Did I just forget to sit on it? well maybe it's true that way." Not wanting to take a headache, he headed for the bathroom after removing all his clothes.

Just in the shower, Prawira came from the office. His face was flat when he found the woman who was not his wife stepping closer with a wide-flowing smile.

"He's taking a shower. Wh why? Are you scared?" his god still chuckles.

Seeing the man's flat face, Lisa did not want to continue the action. He walked first to leave Prawira. Shortly thereafter, the man followed. Sitting on the living room couch, unbuttoning the shirt and loosening the tie, Prawira sat leaning her head against the back of the sofa.

In the room, Arika was again astonished. "Why are my underwear and lingerie a little messy? Didn't I arrange it neatly?" Remembering one by one the work he did in his closet. Arika clearly remembered her clothes were completely untouched by her.

"Huh no. I don't have any more time. The hero will be home soon." he rushes to get dressed and tidying up his appearance. A few minutes later he left the room.

The smile that expands on her beautiful face suddenly disappears when she finds her husband playing a glass filled with water in his glass while his gaze is fixed on Lisa's body that moves around as if he is dancing. As she looked, Lisa was wiping the buffet.

"Lisa, it's night. Why are you still cleaning things?" Both are equally shocked. Lisa stops the seductive body movements, while Prawira turns her eyes to the wife.

"That's madam, I still feel less clean. So I cleaned it up again." she defended herself.

Arika felt something strange, but tried hard to convince herself to think positive. Prawira soon got up from her seat.

"Arika, I want to take a shower first." she passed away.

No response from his wife. Arika was busy watching Lisa who had moved agilely arranging dinner at the dining table.