Revenge Fat Wife

Abnormal Triangle

In the past, Djarot thought that if he was married, he would really quit smoking, but look at it today. Just half the way the earth rotated, he had already opened a new wrapper and sipped the rod after rod firmly. His head is so dizzy.

He thought, that fierce woman would not act this aggressive when teasing him. And, if only he did not think there was still another event, it was certain that Rully would be lying in bed until tomorrow morning.

Look at that ...! Just wearing a light gray shirt that was just taken from the car—Djarot had a dozen clothes on the back of his car, in a neat fold wrapped in londrian plastic, the woman was walking back and forth like accidentally fishing. Bending the body, on tiptoes, sitting with legs resting on each other, and cross-legged without. Yeah, it's, it's just an abnormal triangle with nothing to coat.

Djarot throw his face, in the sip of the cigarette was strong and then throw it out the window that opened wide. He hissed irritated. "When it's done, we go home now!"

"A little more, Mum ... It's still looking for a container for this installment." Rully clasped for nothing. Such as small clasps, brooches, headdresses, jasmine flowers, and many more. Then he casually, wears the front of the shirt to wrap the item.

Instantly, the sight of his long legs, something plump, and his thin belly adorned with a small center like a point made Djarot's breath and his heart, malleable. Between the two legs the man seemed to feel that in front of him juicy meat with a seductive aroma, smelling sparks of unrestrained passion was dancing inviting him.

"Astagfirefull!" said Djarot slowly while pressing his forehead. Fill his head hot and twitch.

Rully was somewhat confused by her husband's complaint. Why indeed? Did he go to diistigfarin? The girl gawked.

"Why the hell, Mas?"

"Who in front are you acting so rich?" Djarot stared at Rully sharply. He moved closer to the bed.

"What's rich?!"

For a second, Djarot stared right at the black spot of Rully's eyes, then grabbed the bundle that shook in front of the stomach was strong—Rully until it swung. Rully really did not understand what Djarot meant, and it was not pretending.

"You know what you're wearing, and you easily show your things in front of other people! And I'm a man, Rul .. I'm a man with normal desire and have an affinity for women! You know what you're doing, it can make you end up miserable. You could have been harassed, so the subject of ridicule! Please take care of your attitude and think mature!"

Djarot's thunderous voice instantly stopped the surrounding crowd, turning into a gripping silence. Rully returned her husband's horrible gaze, initially astonished, then she understood with a cushion behind her husband's trousers that felt stiff. His smile slowly rose.

The woman thought something else. It's in front of her husband, so what if he's too open? After all, it was just the two of them, and the bundle he would put in the grocery bag that Djarot took from his car, only about three steps wide Rully distance. And Djarot wasn't looking at him. Rully thought she would be safe getting there, even before Djarot was done with his cigarette. Damn it was his fate, Djarot had a speed that Rully's eyes were unable to catch.

"I was like this because I was forced to, Mas .. and this I just did to save time. Just get there!" The tail of his eyes glanced at the bag. Djarot understands, but he has to make sure. Although his wife is still a virgin, he could have been playing with men, then photos with this look circulated on the phone of a man with the same fantasy as him.

"Party, Mas ...." Rully stressed her body with sensual friction on Djarot's body. His voice was soft and trembling. "Don't I always have to be like this when I'm with you?"

Djarot took half a step back. It's dangerous!

"If you're not in a hurry, don't wear your clothes!" Rully's feet urge Djarot. The man held his breath until his eyes widened. His heartbeat began to feel the alarm of danger.

Rully's eyebrows go up and down full of temptations. His shoulder made a sensual gesture and Djarot, who was still a beginner, returned asphyxiated. "May, dong, time can't!"

Soon the man came to his senses, having briefly drifted back to his two memorable romances. True, if only not hastily, Djarot had more energy and desire to touch and drop Rully to the bottom of the world's pleasures.

His big hand clasped the bundle and carried it to the bag that Rully was aiming for, dropped the damn thing into it, then looked back at Rully sharply.

"Normal people, the bags are taken there! Not the other way!" Djarot's hand viciously pointed at the mattress.

"I'm still not normal after you just stirred up." Rully looked down timidly. He twisted the end of his shirt. He was acting plain pretentious this time. In his heart, there was such a loud laughter.

"The next time you do this, I make sure your feet will suffer from abnormalities! I forgot how to walk! Hear it!" Djarot immediately removed his belt in a rough motion.

Rully suddenly backed off. He bought fear. "Mas ... What do you want?"

"You know how to dress properly!" Djarot reached out his hand to grab Rully. His gaze was still the same sharp and terrifying.

"But, Mas .. I was just kidding. Yeah, I'll wear real clothes next time." Rully was still continuing to retreat, while only the walls and walls were here. He's cornered.

Die me!

Djarot buckles look heavy and stiff. Rully looked at that thing and was frightened. "Mas, don't do this! I-I was kidding, Mom!"

Djarot suddenly had a terrible hungry look. Seems cruel and heartless. "You must be taught a lesson, Rul!"

"Mas!"

Djarot brushed off Rully's hand, and grabbed the waist as he turned it against the wall.

"Mas!"