Rosie Sanders!

Rosie Sanders!
Special dress



Noora stared lazily at the bed, where the most cursed man was sound asleep without shame. Lexan really looks like a leech in his eyes, stuck to his padded mattress without any guilt.


"Lexi..Lex.ayo wake. Everyone's waiting for us to have breakfast together downstairs." Noora said shaking Lexan's body, Noora wanted to flush a bucket of hot water but she still had other plans. Which will be very dear if not realized well and on target.


Lexan stabs and attempts to gather his consciousness. She almost gave up mentioning Savina's name.


"Sorry, last night the client invited me to drink also discussed the issue of our new project. I'm sorry you died alone the night our bride." Said Lexan with a face full of regret. Noora really wants to laugh hard. Lexan's facial expression made him want to vomit, he just knew that every time the expression was seen. All because Lexan was hiding something from her. Her idiot she was once so sincerely in love with this bastard man before her.


7 Years of self-sustained hope as high as the sky, the real Lexan is just a lump of trash on the edge of the got. With just one kick, the trash will dissolve in the mud puddle.


"Guide, I've prepared your clothes." Without poking at Lexan's disgusting apology, Noora refocused on her beautiful dress. Her lips returned a sweet smile, and it was seen by Lexan. Suddenly his heart throbbed when he saw the big smile of the wife. The woman he once loved so much, but slowly faded away a year ago. When he began to be served with a lump of delicious meat, the faithful clamp his tanan kejan every time he needed release.


But seeing the sincere smile that was always given to her, her heart was like not willing if the smile was transferred to another man.


"You look so happy, honey? Did I go through something?" Lexan asked closer to the mirror where Noora was standing.


"Of course, this is my first morning being the wife of the man I love so much. So that makes me almost in disbelief but also very happy." Sahut Noora stared longingly and confidently through the reflection of the mirror before her.


Serr!


Lexan's blood flow rippled violently, he felt so guilty and why it's just coming up now. A year he lied to the woman and often ignored her for various reasons. Never appeared this sense, why only now? Lexan hugged Noora's small body and kissed the woman's head so deeply. His eyes suddenly heated up considering his traitor during this one year.


"I'm going to take a quick shower, I'm going to bring my clothes right away so you can change right inside and you won't have to wait long." Again, Noora's little heart was intrigued to see how Lexan tried to trick her like a child.


But the woman just smiled knots while nodding slowly. Lexan grabbed her neatly arranged clothes on the sofa, hugging her to take to the bathroom. There is no way he came out of the bathroom using only a towel, then there will be a trace of his sin that he tried to cover.


A moment after the door of the room closed tightly, Noora let out a heavy sigh. Really now he feels like a kind of kindergarten boy who is being fooled by his mother who wants to go to the market.


"Jeez, Lexan! How old am I that you still think I'm that stupid to trust you. Look and enjoy this game, you start it, then I will willingly end it. Of course by giving a little gift to you." Noora smiled smirk, the woman looked back at the mirror.


"You know so much about my size, who are you?" Noora muttered back to look at the dress. Which he is sure to buy in a regular store, because there is no brand label there on behalf of a brand. And do not forget how the special dress was packed.


Lexan's damp hair adds to everyone's strong perception.


"Well! Our new bride looks so bright. Is it outside the sun already rising?" Seloroh Lolita, the woman was beautiful, cheerful and kind it was Noora's sister-in-law.


"I think the sun has been shining since dawn, that's why the room here feels so bright." Connect Linda. The middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful was Noora's mother-in-law.


While Charlotte looked at the child and her daughter-in-law with an illegible look. There was an obstruction with a knotty smile on the lips of his eldest daughter. But considering if the child had just started building a household ark, Charlotte immediately dismissed all her bad thoughts.


Her daughter needs an adjustment, that's what she thinks.


The atmosphere in the VIP room of the restaurant, covered with many laughs. Throw jokes and other lines of laughter anglers. No one really realizes, if there is a piece of the heart that tries to hold the pain alone.


Noora looked at the face of her father as well as her mother. The two people he loved so much besides his other family.


After a tormented breakfast for Noora, the woman escapes to the toilet. Once there, Noora's tears shed instantly. He was just an ordinary human being, the limits of his heart's ability were really tested in such a way.


"You're gonna pay a lot for my pain, Lexan! And you're a little ja l ang, a gift worth giving to you. No matter how much I love your sister, you started this war, then let's end it my way." Noora smiled with a smile.


After being content to vent a little of his heart, the woman left from there. Without Noora noticing, if someone had heard all the complaints of his heart since.


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One week has passed, Noora's life deserves her the life of her other newlywed couple. The woman was again busy with a series of activities that had been delayed for 3 days, when preparing for her cursed marriage.


No one knows, if the busyness is just an alibi of inner fatigue that the woman feels right. Three days after returning from the hotel, again this beautiful woman found her husband back in action.


Inside her house, which she bought long before marrying Lexan. Nothing comes from the man's labor, but with so much heart, Lexan made love to other women in the dream house of the wife.


Lexan is really the definition of a real bastard, a heartless man who fucks with his mistress in his wife's private house, without shame.