Red Yarn Per-Hut

Red Yarn Per-Hut
Chapter 9



"No! hey let go of me "cry Etha rebelled to escape. But his words were completely ignored by the two men who were dragging him to the third floor.


While Alfhat and Vivian were only able to smile mockingly staring at Etha's departure. Then Alfhat held a friendly hand Vivian who also stepped down the stairs to her room on the second floor.


"Honey, I want to see that woman in the whip" said Vivian spoiled.


"No need" said Alfhat coldly and did not want to be denied.


Vivian pursed her lips hearing Alfhat's words. Though he wanted to see the hijab-wearing woman directly whipped, if necessary the hijab-wearing woman just died, so that there is no rival in the mansion.


"Honey, why is the old woman's room on the second floor anyway. He should be at the waiter's house, he's not a guest who should be staying with us." Vivian protested.


"Just calm down, won't he be your servant. You can tell her anything, even when we're done making love she can grab a drink or something we need." Alfhat replies and not so dizzy.


"I don't like it, just hire it at your casino, who knows if anyone's interested in buying it."


Alfhat immediately stopped his steps then stared intently at Vivian's bead.


"Look! I don't like you interfering in my business!" asserted Alfhat then continued his steps again.


Vivian snorted angrily at Alfhat's behavior, the arrival of the hijab woman had a bad influence on Alfhat. He didn't want the relationship to be tenuous, as soon as he had to get rid of the woman, he thought.


Now they arrived at Vivian's doorstep.


"Come in, I'll see you later." said Alfhat as he stroked Vivian's head. Because until now he had never let his paid woman into his room, including Vivian.


Every time he would have sex, Alfhat would meet Vivian in the room occupied by Vivian. They would spend the night together, after finishing the night ritual, then Alfhat would return to his room. That's what he often does, never sleeping in bed with Vivian.


"Okay, but I miss you so much, baby. I don't want to be away from you" Vivian hugged Alfhat's body again. He really could not be far from the man he loved.


Alfhat did not return his words because he was thinking about something. Then slowly Alfhat let go of Vivian's embrace. The sign allegedly, Vivian moved quickly to kiss her lips.


"Just have to make love tonight" Vivian smiled as she stroked Alfhat's chest.


"Hemm" Alfhat replied with a nod of his head.


Vivian smiled sweetly, she did not want to miss the opportunity to make love to Alfhat. Anyway tonight the plan should work, she should be pregnant with Alfhat's child.


Triumphantly, Vivian opened the door of her room and moved inside. While Alfhat moved towards his room which was adjacent to Vivian's room.


But just a few steps, suddenly someone's hand was already writhing spoiled behind his back trying to tease him. Alfhat knows very well who did it.


"Vivian..."


"How about we take a bath together after this" he whispered in Alfhat's ear.


Alfhat who was so in the know with his desire turned his body towards him and without further ado instantly silenced Vivian's mouth with a kiss r*c*snya.


Vivian was so happy that Alfhat quickly responded. Both of his hands quickly grabbed onto Alfhat's neck. While one of Alfhat's hands was embracing his waist and slowly began to move around fumbling his back.


Without saying a word, Alfhat immediately carried Vivian's body in bridal style and brought her into the room.


The bedroom door was left wide open, while Alfhat who was holding Vivian moved closer to the bed and after that immediately threw Vivian's body on the bed.


With a seductive gesture, Vivian slowly opened her sexy sleeping pajamas. While Alfhat was only able to pay attention to him without blinking.


"Honey, come here" said Vivian as she stretched out her hand like a hot worm that wanted to be stroked immediately.


While Alfhat chose to sit on the side of the bed, Vivian quickly crawled over to him. With so clever, Vivian opened her suit and tie. After re-buttoning his shirt one by one, Alfhat was only able to let Vivian do all that.


Until who started it their lips were stuck to each other. Even mutually******** and m*ny* sap with full softness.


Alfhat's shirt had already slipped off his body and was lying on the floor. They are ready to move to the next stage. However, the action of the two stopped when they heard the sound of someone shouting loudly for help, until the voice of the person so echoed in his room.


I'm sure that woman is asking for help. Just enjoy your whip, poor lady. Even if you are Alfhat's wife, I will never let you be with her. You are only his wife, and I will serve him at all times. Vivian's inner self smiled faintly.


While Alfhat, frowned and felt strange to hear the sound of the screams. He heard the voice of a man who cried out for help.


Strange, isn't the old virgin serving her sentence. Why is it the voice of a man who asks for help. I'd better check it out. Inner Alfhat.


"Dear, let's move on. I'm ready to make love to you." said Vivian as she fumbled the chest of Alfhat's field and ready to do the unification.


"We should stop first" said Alfhat as he shifted his body. Vivian quickly grabbed her waist and did not want to let her go.


"Vivian me...." Alfhat did not continue his words, his mouth was already silenced by Vivian. Inevitably Alfhat returned to serve him.


Meanwhile, a woman with a hijab casually came out of the room she had just occupied. Both of his hands are seen in the wash using a handkerchief.


A thread of sweat appeared on his forehead, lazily the woman rubbed it.


"Don't try to deal with me. Look, you two have got the sap. Though I have warned you not to obey the words of the obscene man, but you prefer to enjoy my chili liquid" he scolded while tidying his hijab that had been messy due to fighting the two men earlier. And that woman is none other than Etha


Then Etha stepped down the stairs. He had to find his suitcase on the second floor, because he thought the waiter would accompany him to the room on the second floor. Maybe the suitcase is there.


Upon arrival on the second floor, Etha walked down each hallway of the room. He tried to open the door of the room he passed, but unfortunately the door was locked.


Etha moved back to the other room door, and again the door remained locked. Until the corner of his lips lifted to form a sweet smile when he saw a room door open wide.


Without waiting for a long time, Etha stepped closer to the door of the room. He felt sure the room was the room he was going to occupy.


Etha just slammed in until she suddenly cried hysterically to see something that she did not deserve to see.


"Astaghfirullah, naudzubillah min dzalik." he cried and was shocked to find two people were making out on the bed.


Seriate....