Seventeen Year Old Wife

The Part 33

Akeno is in a private room in the biggest bar in town A. Dark shades can be seen dominating the room, diting the room is brown wood with the floor and sofa colored maroon.

In the corner of the room there is a mini bar and a female bartender dressed very sexy. Her smooth thighs are only covered in mini-sized riveted skirts. While her boss she wears a sports bra in matching color with the skirt she wears.

Akeno is not alone, she comes with Samy as well as Baskoro. The man is not yet completely healthy, but being in the hospital is unlikely to make him feel at home. He'll only stay if he really can't move.

Time has shown at one o'clock in the evening but they still look very serious discussing work. There was no woman beside them except the bartender. Akeno never likes to play with other women with Samy and Baskoro, the two men will usually look for women after Akeno returns home. Akeno only deals with her lover and when she is single then she holds him back.

When they were seriously discussing the door works of the room in a very hard tap from outside. They looked at each other and looked at the door at the same time. This space can only be reached by people near Akeno alone the rest will be restrained outside before accessing the door.

"Let me check" said Samy as he moved from his seat to the door. As soon as Samy opened the door Athalia directly barged into the room. His steps seemed unstable as he approached Akeno, looking staggered left and right.

"What are you doing here?" akeno asked with a deep and heavy voice. His black iris stared darkly at Athalia. Athalia grinned while standing unsteadily before Akeno.

"I heard you were coming, so I decided to meet you" he said with a faint look. All Athalia tonight looks so seductive, the body-fitting white dress she wears is also the half-drunk expression she shows. It looks so passionate about the desires of women.

But Akeno looked at him flatly emotionlessly, even her eyes revealing her dislike for Athalia's presence in this room.

"You drunk Athalia better get home soon."

Athalia improved his limp position with a firm position. "No, I'm not drunk." Followed with a soft look.

"Give up, but get out quick. I have an important discussion at this time."

"No..."

"Ck, you're this. Do I need my men to drag you out of this room?!" Akeno cried.

Athalia looked at Akeno with teary eyes. "Hik, why are you so cruel Akeno! You left me in Paris and now you're driving me out viciously!"

"Athali stop blabbering and hurry out!"

"No way!"

"Ck! You upset Athalia, "Akeno scolded me as she got up and pulled Athalia's wrist and carried her body out of the room. Athalia thrashed not wanting to leave but Akeno continued to drag her body out the door.

When Akeno turned around, Athalia dropped herself onto Akeno's body.

"Athalia you're over!" akeno exclaimed as she pushed Athalia's body against the floor.

"Take him out of here. Don't let him in. Or you guys head I'm beheaded!"

"Okay sir." they said in unison.

Athalia who was resting on the floor looked at Akeno with a look of disbelief. She still had half of her consciousness and Akeno's attitude just now hurt her feelings. That was how Akeno hated him to look at him with a meaningless look.

Akeno looked at Athalia's departure with a flat gaze. For him Athalia was just a piece of the past he had forgotten. Count the years he waited and tried to forget Athalia. But the woman ignored her possessions and position made her love turn away very cruelly. Leaving Akeno who adored him beyond god. After all the taste in Akeno's heart ran aground. He came with all the words of love and regret. It was too late, Akeno's heart was tethered tightly to Gresia.

At two in the morning Ako just arrived at the mansion. With his long steps he entered that magnificent building. Go upstairs to his room. He sighed in disappointment when he saw his bed was empty, there was only a bolster there. She had hoped that Gresia would sleep there with her face so calm.

Without bathing and changing clothes Akeno left her room went to Gresia's room. As usual, the room was not locked making Akeno free to go inside.

The dim light framed the silhouette of Gresia's body on the bed. Akeno's smile was engraved beautifully on her lips. Not wanting to surprise Gresia Akeno moved slowly, rising up on the bed lying next to Gresia.

Akeno's sturdy fingers framed Gresia's pretty face and placed a soft kiss on her before catching up with her to sleep.

Akeno opened her heavy eyes, a knock on the door forcing her to get up. Sleeping hours that have crossed the limit plus alcohol makes him sleep very comfortably.

As soon as his eyes opened he immediately looked for the figure of Gresia beside him. The place was empty, the net was scrolling through the entire space but Gresia remained invisible. Then the pandamgan is fixed on the wall clock on the nightstand. It's nine o'clock past ten minutes.

"Akeno, are you inside?" again there was a knocking sound along with Samy's voice calling his name.

Akeno opened the door, standing up with night staring at Samy. Samy smiled at him, but then Samy's gaze was fixed on the lip stamp on Akeno's shirt. That's very sexy...

"What?" akeno asked lazily.

"There's a ten o'clock meeting and you're still snoring on the bed? Did you play wrestling last night until you forgot the time?" samy's Nagging.

"Omong empty! I just slept. The little devil even went to school without saying goodbye," Akeno complained as she gnawed her slightly dizzy forehead.

"That's new Miss Akeno. If I were Gresia I would have clawed you with my fingernails on my ten fingers!" yam Samy was fierce.

"Curtain, look at you. What's the matter, trance?" cibir Akeno's.

Samy pointed her finger at Akeno's shirt with a picture of her red-light lips. Akeno was shocked, why is this?

"Sh it!" cursed instantly.

"Haaa just panicked. Enjoy the anger of Akeno's mistress." ledek Samy did not care about Akeno's red face extinguished.

Akeno furrowed her brows while looking at Samy. "You think Gresia's gonna be upset to see this?"

"Of course she's a normal woman."

"Damn!"

"Have a shower there. Finish your meeting first and talk to your mistress. Or your rations will be forfeited." he said in a small voice at the end of the sentence.

While at school, Gresia's face looks grim. He doesn't even concentrate during class hours. Repeatedly Pak Subekti said his name to focus on the lesson. But still in his head was full of Akeno's shadow.

When I woke up in the morning and Akeno was beside him it was a blessing for her. But the look in his eyes on the reddish stains on Akeno's white shirt turned Anugrah into a disaster.

He could clearly see the lips of the woman with the smoldering red lipstick etched beautifully on his shirt. Suddenly his eyes dewy, his heart hurt like a sharp pickaxe. Crushed and bleeding.

She had just given up her most precious treasure as a woman, but her husband had frankly shown her the evidence of her play outside the house.

But once he did that. Can't he hide his crime in front of Gresia. She was aware of who she was in Akeno's heart, but still her heart hurt.

"Gres, are you heartbroken?" whispered Ayana. He slightly bent his body to hide behind the body of a friend in front of him so that it is not visible to the mr. Subekti while chatting

Gresia shook her head while smiling forcefully. If Ayana knew how painful it would be to find a husband cheating on her!

The world felt faint and the sky collapsed on his body was painful and crumpled dimly.

"Then why are you? You look really excited Gres."

"Last night of sleep deprivation so bring it males."

"Not to boong! You look hurt not males!" yang Ayana unconsciously.

"Ayana Samata's! Do you want me to throw you into the night in a disrespectful way!" Excited Pak Subakti with eyes glaring at Ayana.

Ayana was shocked to death. "No sir."

"If you don't want to then focus on my explanation. Understand!"

"Understand sir."

The class returned silent and quiet as Gresia's heart at this time. The fear of losing Akeno suddenly ran through the recesses of her heart. In this world only Akeno cared for him wholeheartedly. What if the owner of the sign in Akeno's shirt snatches it?

To be continuous