
It has been one Sunday Milan were there, in a small and simple house but, it feels comfortable and makes the heart calm. It felt like Milan didn't want to leave that house, he wanted to always be there and that left him completely confused.
What's wrong with this house? why does his heart feel reluctant to move from there, returning to the city will only imprison his soul. He had to attend various TV shows, not to mention hearing the questions of journalists who must have been busy looking for his whereabouts during the week.
Milan, who had changed clothes wearing the dress he was wearing when he first came there, was also seen sitting pensively on the edge of the bed. His legs were heavy enough to step out of the room.
Tok ... tok ...
A knock on the door was heard with the voice of a young man named Zergo calling his name.
''Miss Milan? Have you not finished changing clothes, we have to leave now, later misfortune on the road you know, '' cried Zergo.
''Yes, come in.'' Milan replied in a lazy voice.
Czechs ....
The door was opened, Zergo who was well dressed seemed to enter the room, then sat right beside Milan on the edge of the bed.
''Why are you still here? later we have bad luck, asked Zergo settled Milan's face which now looks grim.
''Hmm ... I think I was lazy to go back to the city, replied Milan lowered his head.
''Lho why?''
''I'm already comfortable being here, by your side as well.''
''So I saw on TV, the reporter was busy nyariin you know. Famous artist Milannita disappeared without a trace, if maybe he was dead somewhere, said Zergo following the style of talk of the host on television.
''Ish, where there is such a kayak. No. ..'' replied Milan smiling lightly.
''Then you should have the spirit of dong. Your fans are waiting for your arrival, Milan. Have you also forgotten your grudge?'' tanya Zergo is encouraging.
Milan immediately raised his head, looking at the face of Zergo who was currently staring at him sincerely, now, the young man even grabbed his wrist and clasped his fingers tightly, making Milan immediately smile, making Milan immediately smile, the warm embrace of the man's palm really made him feel calm.
''OK ... Let's go home. I don't have to be afraid anymore, because there's you, Zergo.'' Milan replied back to Zergo's hand.
''But what is your fruit plantation? is it okay to be left like a gini?''
''Don't worry, I've hired a job that will manage the estate, '' replied Zergo smiling sweetly.
''Alright, we go home now, '' Milan got up with a cheerful face, Zergo's hands really stirred up his spirit to avenge all the heartache he had received.
'I'm coming home, my husband, just look. I will make you pay for the humiliation you have given me, ' (Inner Milannita)
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Meanwhile, Lydia was really happy now, it had been during this one week that she was living in the big and luxurious mansion that Caviar belonged to, he was even like a hostess because the original owner of the house still did not return.
At this time he seemed to be sitting on Caviar's lap holding a cup of wine and smiling so sweetly, looking at the face of a man who was actually still the husband of people.
''Honey, shouldn't you fight over divorce from your wife? besides, he's not coming home, is he?'' pinta Lydia rubbed Caviar's face gently.
''Can't be so dong, baby. You know, my company still needs her name, thanks to her marriage, my company is growing, many investors are interested in investing in the company because they see her. You know, Milannita was famous until abroad, even just by saying her name they immediately respect me, replied Caviar, back stroking the beautiful face of Lydia.
''Hmm ... But when am I like this? so your mistress mistress continues, I want your rightful wife dear.''
''Patience dong, it will not be long, I promise I will soon marry you and divorce my wife, my dear ...'' Javan Caviar as he kissed the friendly lips ranum Lydia, melu*atnya soft with hands that began to descend rub every inch of the body se*the woman who became his affair.
Instantly, a heat ciu*an ensued, so hot that Lydia changed her current sitting position. The hand of the man who is still the husband of the woman named Milannita was starting to misbehave and squeezed a chewy object that hangs beautifully right in front of the chest of his field now.
Without them realizing that, a pair of eyes were staring together with a sharp gaze, his eyes seemed to be reddened with lips that were bitten hard to resist the wrath.
Yes ... He is Milan. He arrived at his home a while ago. What a beautiful sight that really makes his chest feel claustrophobic with a body that instantly trembles.
Zergo who was there also immediately embraced the slim body of a Milannita, drowning her head in the chest of Zergo's field so that the woman would not look further at what the two heartless men were doing.
''Don't look at them, it will only make your heart ache. You have to be strong, hold your emotions and don't worry, because I will always be here, Milan.'' Said Zergo clutched tightly to Milan's body which now sounded a little sobbing.
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