REVENGE IS UNCOVERED

Part. 16

Melda, looking at Frans sitting on the sofa. His eyes were tightly closed, a smooth snoring sound was heard by him.

Frans' cell phone, vibrating on the table. It's very exciting for Melda to reach for Frans' phone.

Incidentally, the nurse came and wanted to check on Melda's condition.

Melda, smile and nod. "Sus, you can get a cell phone on that table". Pinta Melda, her finger pointing to the table.

"Okay, I'll get it". The nurse, took the cell phone at the table and gave it to Melda.

After the nurse's departure, Melda fiddled with Frans' cell phone. "Damn, what's the password? Huuuff....". Melda, snorted coldly and put her phone on the side.

Frans' cell phone rang, vibrating again. Melda, staring at the phone screen with the woman's name. "Rose? Who is he, I just heard? Lift no, man".

Without Frans' consent, Melda picked up the phone.

(Hallo, Mr. Frans. Are you okay?Why, don't go to the office).

Melda, smiled slightly when she heard the woman's voice. "E'dmm... Frans was sleeping next to me. It seems, he was exhausted because of last night" Melda said, casually. No matter what, Rose's face was on the phone.

(No, maybe? You, who ha? Don't fuck around, tell me who you are).

Rose's voice, choking on the phone. Melda, was surprised to hear her voice so loud.

"Damn it, lower your voice. You think, I'm deaf ha! Just so you know, I'm Frans' wife. What are you doing, ha? Don't be presumptuous, afraid of being fired from Fernandez' company". Melda, no less fierce and held back her giggling laughter.

(Damn it, watch out for you. Then, do I just believe in ha speech? Hahahaha, just say you are a cheap and matre woman. Who's willing to trap, Frans. Hahahaha.you think I'm that stupid ha! Regularly so, Frans was busy and went to the toilet. He, leave his phone).

Rose, don't believe Melda's words. "Ohh... Apparently, I want proof. All right, I'll prove something. You shut up and listen to me and Frans". Melda, can't wait to make Rose burn with jealous fire.

(Please, prove that you are Frans' wife). Rose, challenge Melda's words.

"French, iaaaang....Awake, Frans....". Melda, call Frans who is fast asleep. "Seeya... banguuun....".

Melda, feeling upset because Frans is not awake. He threw a pillow at Frans. Sontak made Frans, surprised and immediately stood up.

"Gosh, what's up? You, wake me up". Frans grumbled, wiped his face and approached Melda.

"here, sweetie....". Melda's eyes blinked, smiling sweetly.

Frans, frowning when he heard Melda calling affectionately. "why, there are sick". Frans asked, putting a pillow under Melda's head. "Don't throw it again, don't hurt your head without a pillow".

"Thank you, baby. You, very attentive to me". Melda's surprise, Frans was astonished by Melda's attitude. Her eyes were fixed on the cell phone, a call with Rose's name on it.

Frans, just realized what Melda said. "Yes. Sorry, I fell asleep".

"It's okay, honey. Oupss....There's a call, for you". Melda, give Frans' cell phone.

Frans, take her cell phone right away. "There, what? Is there something,". Ask Frans, to Rose by phone.

(Frans, was that really your wife? You guys, sleep both). Rose.

(French....Frans.you,tega...Hix.... Hicks.).

Tuttts....Tuttts... Tuttts...

Frans, turn off the phone and put it on the table. His eyes, glanced towards Melda. "What were you talking about? Is there something, is he hurting you".

"Nothing, he's just looking for you". Melda replied, smiling. "Frans, I'm hungry. No food from the hospital. I'd like to, roast some honey and a burger". Melda's whine, her lips pursed forward.

Frans, breathe and nod. "All right, I'll order it for you". Look Frans, call someone. I don't know, who is it? Frans secretly, has a subordinate son who in trust.

"French... I-i, you pee". Melda's great-grandson, she can't walk because her legs hurt so much.

Frans, approach Melda and see her condition. "I'll take you to the bathroom".

Melda, nod and be shy. His hands, curled around Frans' neck. Quickly, Frans lifted Melda's body without any objection.

Frans, slowly put Melda on the toilet. Be careful, so that Melda does not feel pain in her legs.

"Frans, can? Hmmm....My pants, it's down. Hand, sick. Can you ask for help, that's it.... How, I peed". Pinta Melda, this is a very embarrassing request.

Frans, soaring surprised at Melda's request. What, I also lower my pants and ***********Melda? Gosh, really test your patience and.... Aaakkhh, forget Frans. Inwardly, confusion from thinking this.

"Frans, why silence? You, don't you want to help me? My hand, it hurts in motion. But, don't look at it...Please, your face turns there". Pinta Melda, she won't ask Frans for help either. However, how he peed in the current condition.

"Well-well... I-I'm sorry,". Frans, start putting his hands in from the bottom up. His face, turned the other way. His hands, were already trembling and his eyes were closed.

Fingers, felt in Melda's skin. His heart was racing, just this time. A man, stalling ****** ********.

Lastly, Frans downgraded **********melda. Trouble, gulp the salivary. Sweat drenched his forehead, his heart racing.

"If you're done, call me". Frans said, leaving Melda. When the door closed, he could already breathe a sigh of relief.

So did Melda, feeling something in her. He, smiling sumringah. Frans figure, so take care of himself. Had it been another man, it was likely taking the opportunity to explore Melda's entire body. When the owner, powerless as before.

"Fraaansss ...Me, it's done". Melda, call Frans. Coincidentally, Frans was still faithful behind the bathroom door and waiting for Melda.

Frans, go inside and see Melda's position. Similar to earlier,************** is still below.

"Sorry, I can't reach for my panties". Melda said, lowering her head.

"It's okay, I'll do it". Frans, crouch in front of Melda. In particular, start pulling up on************melda. "Has, it's been washed". Frans asked, making Melda glare for a moment.

"Su-already...why, do you want to wash it? Just say, you take a chance in narrowness". Melda, don't believe Frans' words. Apparently, it's just as perverted. Apparently, I judged him wrong. Just the same, bald-brained like any other man.

"I mean, the closet's been flushed isn't it? If not, I'll flush". Frans, don't accept Melda's thoughts. Ck, his mind was fixed unclear.

Melda, it's wrong. "eeeeee... Su-had, I'm flush". Answer Melda, grimace. Oh, my God, I'm the pervert. Shame, really very embarrassing.

Frans, hold Melda's body and get out of the bathroom. Then, put it back on the patient's bed. Melda, smile at Frans's face.