Replacement Liver Driver

Chapters 11. KDRT (Home Jealousy)

The streets of Denpasar during the day were still as usual. It looks good and always looks hot. Abi is still busy struggling with the many prejudices that are in his head. He finally ventured to ask Pradha directly.

"I wonder, actually you have a relationship with Brother Rama. Ever since you first met, I've felt something abnormal."

Abi tried to open the conversation. Pradha did not respond, she was still busy with her phone. The man turned the eyeballs because of the wife's indifference.

"Dha, answer!" snapped Abi.

"Didn't I write on the covenant? We are forbidden to interfere in each other's personal affairs. Life, life. Your life, your life."

"But not gini either, Dha! It's called playing wedding!" Abi hits the steering wheel while screaming in frustration.

"Who's fault? You're the one who asked me to come into this game? From the beginning I didn't invite you to oppose this ridiculous marriage! But what are you doing?" Pradha smiled obliquely then leaned slightly towards Abi.

"You are determined to continue this marriage! Even you told me from the beginning that I can do anything at will, as long as we stay married!"

Pradha threw the body on the back of the chair and closed his eyes. He tried to be relaxed because he felt he was in the right position. He thinks what he's doing is legitimate.

"But not so, Dha!"

"Oh, I'm tired. Lazy discuss the same thing every time you fight."

Pradha chose to keep her eyes closed, until her second journey was over. Abi wakes Pradha up before she gets out of the car. Pradha wriggled, and finally came down after Abi entered the house.

"Surprising, anyway! He said it was up to him. But, why do you always bring up what I do?" gerutu Pradha to go into the room.

The clock shows at 17:00 as Pradha sits in front of the TV. Her wet hair was still wrapped in a towel. This woman wears a short-sleeved shirt suit and also pink shorts.

Abi who saw it briefly gulped. He was tempted because he saw the smooth body of the wife. Suddenly his head throbbed with a sudden arousal.

"Dha, if I'm at home don't wear that outfit."

"Well, why take care of my clothes? Love me, dong! What clothes do you want to wear? To be naked even if I feel legitimate!" pradha exclaimed without looking at Abi.

He was still busy putting potato chips in his mouth, while watching a fashion show broadcast stasoun TV abroad. Hearing Pradha's reply made Abi even more eager to completely strip the woman.

Abi instantly turns off the television, making Pradha's focus shift to him. Pradha got off the couch and approached Abi. She raised her hand to ask for the television remote that was taken over by her husband.

"Discover!"

"No! Take it if you can!" Abi raised his arms high.

"What the hell are you, Bi! Don't be a kid, you!"

"Little boy, you say, Dha? I'm not a kid!"

Pradha smiled obliquely. He threw away a fleeting face, then looked back at Abi with a mocking look in his eyes.

"Where do adults behave like this? Forcibly taking the pleasure of others! Bi, act like a man your age!"

"Oh, so you want me to be mature, like a man my age? All righty! I'll do it."

Abi stepped near the door of the house, then locked it. He also did not forget to close the window curtains. Pradha still does not understand the actions that Abi did.

However, moments later when Abi walked towards him with a savage gaze, he only regained his senses. Pradha only realized that he was waking up a sleeping lion. Abi went straight to Pradha, and made the girl sit on the couch.

"What are you going to do, Bi?" tanya Pradha is nervous.

"I'll act like a grown man my age!"

Abi attacks Pradha with a kiss. Pradha kept trying to push the chest of the field of the husband, but failed. Abi's body is like a rock that is very difficult even if only to be shifted.

"Bi, relax! Remember the contents of our marriage covenant!" pradha shouted with a voice that began to tremble.

"No! I don't give a shit! I want to silence your arrogant mouth! I don't like you fighting me all you want!"

Abi kept trying to land his kisses on Pradha's cheeks and lips. However, his efforts have not yet yielded results. Pradha continues to rebel. He shook his head to the right and to the left to avoid Abi's kiss.

At Chandra's residence, Rama, cleaning his car, finds a small bag belonging to Pradha left behind. He tried to contact Pradha, to ask if there were any important items inside.

If anything, then Rama intends to deliver the bag now. However, his call was not raised by Pradha. He decided to go straight to Pradha's house.

"I don't feel good, do I?" rama muttered throughout the journey.

Once at Pradha's house, Rama pressed the bell. However, he did not see any movement from inside the house. Finally, Rama moved closer to the door. He knocked on the door as hard as he could to be heard by the occupants of the house.

"Did he go, huh?" mummified Rama.

Rama turned back, ready to go back home. However, suddenly I heard the voice of a person who was fighting. Panicked Rama broke down the door of Pradha's house.

How surprised Rama when he found Abi was piercing Pradha's body and trying to kiss her. If Pradha had been silent and resigned, perhaps Rama would have chosen to go and carry the pieces of his heart.

However, now Pradha looks so depressed under the confinement of her husband. Rama immediately approached them, then pulled the clothes worn by Abi from behind.

"What's wrong with you, Bi?" Rama slammed his brother's body until he fell on the floor.

"SISTER RAMA!" pradha cried with tears.

"Aren't you pa-pa?"

"Let me, brother! I don't like being forced!" Pradha also slammed into Rama's arms.

Pradha closed both her eyes with her palms. She was crying as much as she could. His chest rose and fell because of the sobs of crying that would not stop.

"Here you go, relax."

Abi who witnessed the abnormal intimacy between Rama and Pradha just smiled slanted. His guess was getting stronger regarding the status of the special relationship between the two.

"Bi, don't be like that. Pradha needs time to accept this reality."

"Pradha, or you two?" abi asked with a slanted smile.

"What do you mean?" Rama frowned.

"It is not strange, if a wife is reluctant to embrace her own husband. But, just squandered into the arms of his sister-in-law?"

Rama's stunned. He did not think about this because he was very panicked when he saw Pradha crying as he pleased. The man gulped roughly, until he saw his jakun up and down.

"Why? Like getting caught, huh?" kekeh Abi's.

"Here you go, I will not interfere in your household affairs. Actually I'm here to drop off Pradha's bag left in the car." Rama diverts the conversation, then puts Pradha's bag on the table.

Pradha is still sobbing. She was still very surprised by the husband's reckless attitude. Rama again approached Pradha, then calmed him down again.

"Dha, it's okay. Don't be afraid, Abi's a good man." Rama patted the woman's back gently.

A good man would not force his woman like this. Abi is not a good man, sister.

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This is the story of the children of Rian and Ayla. For those who do not know their story, can stop by in the novel There is no love from my husband.

Salsabila. A beautiful eighteen-year-old girl, who was always made princes by her extended family. Had to accept marriage to a man named Kenzo who was twenty-two years old. They were both married because they were trapped by someone.

Kenzo is an enemy of his twin brother Arsyaka Ardian Erlangga. Then can Kenzo and Arsya make peace, for Salsa?

Who will Salsa choose, her dear sister or her husband?

Will Salsa be happy with her marriage? Could it be that they could love each other like Rian and Ayla's marriage.

The love story of Princess Erlangga.🤗