REVENGE IS UNCOVERED

Part.14

Melda, try to pull Frans' arm. So that he, can drag her out of the room. However, his efforts were in vain.

"Frans, come on. Don't bother me". Melda, cluck in annoyance. How, this? Frans, suddenly childish. Since when, he behaved like this. usually, always avoid me.

"Tonight, I'm sleeping here". Frans blink of an eye, making Melda shudder amusedly. I know, you're really disappointed in me. Take it easy, I'm trying to melt your heart again. Sorry, I'm really sorry I ignored you first.

"Frans, you didn't eat wrong, did you? Centil's very, so I'm tickled to see". Melda's gaze, sneered towards Frans. What, I didn't listen wrong? He wants to sleep here.

"Sleep, I'm not messing around". Frans, pat her on her bedside. If you're not happy, come on Melda. I, want your aggressive nature to me. I, will not waste that chance again.

Melda, crawl up on the bed and lay down her body. He, turned his back on Frans just like that. Free in the drive-out, no movement whatsoever. Instead of sleeping on the couch, mending next to Frans. Him, how could he do something bad. Where able, he did just that. Inner Melda, she had no fear of sleeping beside Frans.

"I'm sure I don't want to marry you". Frans, once again asked Melda to get married. "Enak loh, marry me. I'll make it, queen in my heart ". Huuuff, fortunately, the insight to embalm me is not dead-end.

Hearing Frans' words, Melda turned her back and put her hand on Frans' forehead. "You, it's not sick, is it? Since when, your soul can be dreadful. What don't-don't, your soul to the tucker well! Time, yesterday's holiday".

Frans, frowned and digested Melda's speech. "You think I'm crazy. Just something, I'm serious Melda. Before I change my mind, do you know what my nature is? We've been together a long time,". Although, several times rejected. I, will not give up Melda. Until you, be mine completely.

"eeeeee...Me, how do you know. The bodo part is very, just marry another woman". Melda said, turning her back to Frans again. There was a sense of pain, when he told Frans to be with another woman. His hands, squeezing the blanket on his body.

Frans, getting closer to Melda and hugging her tightly from behind. "I know, you pretended to reject me. Don't hold on to feelings, Melda". Whisper Frans, gently brush Melda's hair child.

"Frans, don't bother me. Early in the morning, I had to get up and go to Sagara's apartment. Me too, preparing clothes and others as well". Melda, take Frans' hand.

Frans' jaw, hardened instantly. She, instantly turned Melda around and overpowered her.

"Aakkkhh...". Peeked Melda, who was suddenly under Frans' Shackles. "You, what the fuck? There, don't do this". Melda, trying to rebel.

However, his hands were choked to the head level by Frans. "I, don't allow you to go with any man. What's more, go to the men's apartment". Frans said, that sounds terrible. The roar of hunting breath, a sharp gaze towards Melda. Their faces are only a few inches away.

Melda's heart, pounding. They are very intimate, indeed this moment of togetherness that Melda wanted so far. There is happiness in his heart and there is sadness. At least, he's giving Frans a lesson. Didn't Frans used to ignore her and her love clapped one hand.

"Then, you're doing it over my body. Sana, move". Melda, trying to get rid of Frans' hand.

Honestly, Frans was nervous and his heart was racing. Just this time, he dared to approach the woman. What's more, one room and in bed alone.

"I just realized, don't you mabok. Until dare to do this, usually ogah and always mende.... Hhmmmppt.... Hhmmmppt....". Not yet finished speaking, Melda's mouth was silenced by Frans with her lips.

Friendly kiss and shed a deep sense of longing. Melda, smiled widely in her heart. When Frans, kissed her with a full of magic.

Check his hands, start loosening. Melda, round her hands around Frans' neck.

They kissed and looked at each other for a long time. Warm embrace, which they feel very comfortable.

"Married to me,". Said Frans, again.

Melda, turn her face and look the other way. He wanted to reject her again, but his heart could not. A small nod, answering Frans' question. The two of them, kiss again.

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A bright morning, illuminating the universe. Frans, blinked his eyeballs and looked to the side. Apparently, Melda is no more. The clock shows at eight in the morning, he woke up late. "Damn it, I'm late". Frans murmured, straight out of Melda's bed.

His sleep, very sound in the hug of his future wife. In fact, he doesn't know? When, Melda left and did not wake herself up. Slowly, Frans came out of Melda's room. Don't let it, there are people who know.

Fast as lightning, Frans got ready and went downstairs for breakfast. Apparently, Irfan, Sarah, V and Jacqueline. They almost finished eating together.

"Tumben-tumbenan, you woke up bad luck". Sarah asked, looking at Frans' appearance is still disheveled.

"Frans, since when are you not neatly dressed. Look, button up his shirt ". V, showing the buttons of his shirt open.

"Sorry,bos. After all, bad luck is afraid of being late". Frans replied, I can't wait to finish breakfast. "Ten o'clock in the morning, there's a boss meeting".

"Yes, but condition your appearance first". Sarah's voice, head bobble.

"Where are you sleeping, Frans? Last night, I went to your room about eleven at night. But, your room is empty and not in the lock. I waited, almost half an hour. Still, you don't exist. Said the guard, you're not out of the mansion. Looking for where, nothing". Ask, Irfan. Frans, panic and hilarity.

Their eyes all, immediately stared intently at Frans. Curious, where did Frans sleep? Is there something, that is hidden.

"Ituuu.. hemmm. Ordinary, look for the wind while looking for ideas for tomorrow's meeting". Alibi Frans, who's been caught wet and his guts are weird.

"Related, Frans? You, don't sleep in Melda's room right". Ask Jacqueline, straight away.

Uhukkc.... Uhukkc...Uhukkc...

Frans, suddenly choked on hearing Jacqueline's words. Well, the guess is right. But he had to argue with Jacqueline.

"Eat it, slow down Frans. Don't be in a hurry, papa's not in his meeting". Reproof Irfan, thrusting a glass of water.

Just a few minutes, Frans finished his fried rice and he immediately said goodbye. Fearing, there is another statement that is very difficult to find an excuse.

V, be suspicious of Frans. I'm sure, once. If Frans, last night slept with Melda. Never, he's into the groan and the gagatnya weird. Wahhh.Don't arrive, Melda got pregnant first. Inner V, if Frans and Melda did just that.