Secret MatchSecret Mate

Mannequins

A decision Aksa made was very difficult. Not because he doesn't want to fight for his love. However, he must take responsibility for his actions. Decisions that hurt themselves. Decisions that will kill his heart.

I'm sorry, Riana. I'm not a good man. You deserve happiness. Let me this coward drown in a sea of endless wounds.

A pair of hands coiled around Aksa's waist, Aksa quickly let go. Reversing

his body stared at Ziva.

"Why did you get in my room!" aksa Sentak.

"Your room means my room, too" said Ziva.

"Currently, where's the theory from? Now you go!" expel Aksa

Ziva was still standing in his place. He even opened the pajamas he was wearing to show the curves of his beautiful body. However, Aksa only smiled faintly.

"There was no stimulus to me" he said, leaving Ziva.

"Shit!" geram Ziva's.

Aksa chose to go to the basketball court. The most comfortable place when he's not fucked. He sat beside the field while staring at the night sky.

"That's right, it's not just my heart that is numb. My body was also numb," he murmured with a faint smile.

Aksa saw Ziva's smooth body without any flaws. But everything feels ordinary. There was no strange hissing or the turmoil of taste that made him excited. Like seeing a mannequin, that's Ziva in Aksa's eyes.

The atmosphere of the house in the morning was heated because of the presence of Ziva's parents. Aska doesn't want to see Sarah. However, he also had to know what Sarah was going to do. There's going to be a plan Sarah's prepared for.

"Gi, I've bought a house for the children we live in" Sarah added.

"For what? This house is still able to accommodate forty people" said Ayanda.

"Let our children be independent and also be free to produce funny grandchildren for us" Sarah replied.

"The grandson of the dajjal" said Aska.

I want it to feel like Sarah slapped the mouth of Aska who was not polite. However, he had to maintain his attitude in front of the besan family.

"No need to bother," Aksa refused.

"I have my own apartment. Just occupy it," he continued in a flat voice.

After the men leave for work, Sarah and Ziva chat in Ziva's room.

"Geez Mih, Aksa doesn't have any lust or anything, anyway?" his weakness.

Sarah's forehead shriveled not understanding what Ziva said.

"Have you slept in one room?" A nod that becomes the answer.

A happy smile was engraved on Sarah's face. "Finally, he's gone down too" he told Ziva.

"What are the ten, Mih? Last night I accidentally slept only wearing a fishing net clothes given from Mamih, but Aksa was silent. Not even looking at me. I want to kiss her lips, I'm the one who pushed her. Until I fell and fell to the floor" he said.

If, Aska heard Ziva's complaint, Aska would have laughed out loud.

Suddenly Ziva's stomach was nauseous and he immediately ran towards the bathroom. Spit out what he had eaten.

"Yes my. Why is this now?" mumble Ziva.

"What was yesterday's result?"

"The two lines are faint" replied Ziva.

Sarah's face panicked, she had to act. He whispered something into Ziva's ear and answered a nod by him.

***

At the cafe, he was sitting on the sofa staring at a picture of a man he had just received from his men.

"Alright, we start our game."

Aska's break was startled by Remon's arrival at his cafe. His forehead frowned because his father's right hand did not usually come here.

Remon handed the brown envelope to Aska without a word. Remon's body he dropped on the soft sofa.

"Because of you, Om can bogem raw," he said, pointing at the bloody tip of his lips.

"Daddy's mad?" Aska's hand was already holding the brown envelope Remon had given her.

Remon continued to tell Gio there was no bright spot yet about the will. So Gio was really angry. The harsh words that came out of Gio's mouth should Remon accept with a resentful heart.

A beautiful curved smile on Aska's face after seeing the contents of the brown envelope.

"It's really my guess" said Aska.

"Yes, but we can't act they're smart. We have to wait for the condition of the big boss to recover and also lawyer Christo is aware. They're both key witnesses to this. There will be no more of them." Aska nodded in understanding.

"Now the problem is with your brother. Is he capable of withstanding his biological desires?" Remon hesitated a bit.

Almost all men have a greater lust than women. Moreover, Ziva is not an ugly woman, it can be said that Ziva is a perfect woman.

"Abang certainly can," replied convinced Aska.

****

In accordance with the idea of the mother. Ziva goes into the kitchen intending to bring hot coffee to Aksa. Ziva takes the coffee that is available in the kitchen. Ziva knows that Aksa loves cappuccinos.

He poured the instant coffee grounds into the cup. He poured hot water into it. After he finished, he poured the white powder he took out of his pajama pocket.

"Surely you will touch me" murmured Ziva.

With a sweet smile, Ziva walked into Aksa's study next to their room.

"Can't your hand knock on the door first?" fierce Aksa.

"Sorry, I forgot," he said softly.

Hearing Ziva's words made Aksa shudder.

"Diminum yes, coffee." Aksa was more and more astonished by Ziva's attitude. There is suspicion in Aksa's heart.

After Ziva left, Aksa looked towards the cup of coffee that Ziva had prepared.

"Chew, whose coffee is that for? Soky lady knows," she grunted.

Aksa went downstairs to the kitchen to make coffee.

"Wouldn't that be Brother's wife making coffee for Brother?" aska.

"No, maybe for another man. Since when do you like cappuccinos?" Aska also chuckled at the brother's words.

Mampoes! That's how Aska said.

"Bang, Adek hitchhiked the bathroom, yeah. In the bathroom the water does not come out do not know why. In the other bathroom, it was not good. Only Brother's room whose bathroom is the same as Adek's bathroom," said Aska.

"Pake aja, but there is a mannequin in the room Abang," said Aksa while sitting at the dining table.

"Manechin?" reset Aska. Aksa just nodded.

"Ziva means?"

"Who else" said Aksa flatly.

Aska really wanted to laugh out loud hearing the brother's words. However, he had to endure it until the time came.

"Bath first, yeah."

"Hem."

The door of the room opened, Ziva quickly opened his eyes.

"Darling," call spoiled Ziva.

"You're angry, yes," continued Ziva who has now got out of bed. Walk toward the person who just entered the room. While the man looked at Ziva from bottom to top with his eyebrows swooping.

"Stop!" he exclaimed, when Ziva's step was one meter in front of him.

Ziva scrunched his forehead not understanding. Even though the husband had cursed the boxer and undressed to indicate the medicine he gave reacted.

"Do you have no clothes, Juminten?"

Ziva's eyes widened to hear a voice that was not the voice of her husband. Especially now that he was only wearing a very thin fishnet suit.

...****************...

Comments where comments ....