Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 9: Never Tease Me!

I hope everything goes well. Including your pregnancy program. My only hope is for that woman, not the two-faced woman like a demon with me. ~in Alkan and get in her car.

Hazel always stole a look at the man her father-in-law's age. Alkan is old, but still single and his appearance is not much different from Bryant. "Uncle, don't you want to get married?"

Alkan did not ponder the question of his nephew's wife, and chose to turn on the car engine. Hazel's red lips still talk about a lot of things that are very boring, and so unimportant to listen to.

Along the way, Alkan had to pretend to be deaf to be safe and not have to answer unimportant things. Until suddenly a hand wandered into the chest of his field. Suddenly the car brake was stepped on, then with a rough nail-painted hand was thrown from his chest.

"What the fuck are you? Huh!" Alkan removed his seatbelt, and turned to look back where Hazel endured the pain of her hand hitting the steering wheel after being knocked down by her husband's uncle.

A manyun's lips with her eyes were shown Hazel. "Uncle, look at my red hands. How broken is it? Who wants to....,"

"OUT!" snapped Alkan pointed to the car door.

The sharp eyes of Alkan, did not make Hazel give up. Instead the woman advanced, then lowered Alkan's hand gently. The other hand used Hazel to pull the man's shirt, and landed a brief kiss on the lips of the mature man who looked very seductive.

The cup!

The wuuss!

Braak!

"Look, pamaan!" whinek Hazel who was pushed by Alkan after stealing a short kiss.

"You're crazy? How dare you kiss me!" Alkan rubbed his lips with his arm, as if the kiss from Hazel was a stain.

Hazel gets more and more manyuning, "Here you go, handsome Uncle Alkan, I'm beautiful and still able to serve uncle with the best service. What's wrong with trying just once....,"

This woman is disgusting! Just playing crazy and how many times touched, still offering his body that is not worth it? You cheap lady! Ck. ~bat Alkan grumpily clucked.

Heard Hazel's madness. Alkan opened the door, then got out of his car. His steps only turned around and opened the back door of the car while pulling Hazel out of the car.

Attractions eventually occur, but Hazel's energy is not comparable to Alkan's energy. So the man managed to get the nephew's wife out, and slammed the door of his car.

"Never tease me! You're just a cheap woman treasure licker. Just wait what I'll do to you! I don't care about your fake face." Alkan said, pointing Hazel right at the woman's face, leaving Hazel speechless and letting out her natural tears.

The trying!

The trying!

The trying!

The sound of the phone ringing distract Alkan, making the man immediately pick up the phone without seeing who made the call. "Don't call me now!"

The call is immediately turned off, without Alkan realizing if the call came from the person who was waiting for his arrival.

"Mas, patience. Maybe Alkan was still driving, you know how your sister would be if she focused on the road again?" A woman sitting in a wheelchair looked at the man who became her husband with a gentle gaze.

Long breaths are done by the man so that his emotions can subside, and his wife is no longer worried about high blood pressure that always alight when out of control.

Taps!

Taps!

Taps!

"What's up, Bi?" ask the woman who saw one of her house servants approaching with their heads lowered, even though in the residence they are all considered equal.

The waiter held out a brown envelope with a tremble. That made the master wake up while receiving an envelope, and immediately open it. However, without realizing it on the side turned out to be open.

The envelope opened, and the photo sheets fell onto the floor. Some photos only show the back, while the rest are clearly emblazoned genic photos that burn the emotions of the host and hostess.

"Mas, this..," the wife could not continue her words, her hands raised, holding her chest tight.

The waiter who saw his master was suffocated by surprise. "Mrs!" The maid approached her mistress with a panicked face.

"Inem, collect all these photos! I'll take my wife to the room." The man rushed to his wife, then carried her to move into their room.

Inem could see how much his master was very anxious, but deftly prepared to stand by his beloved wife. The look in his eyes drifted to the scattered photo sheet.

"I didn't expect. The young lady did such a thing. What is the lack of young master? May this family be protected from two-faced humans." Inem took one photo at a time with his trembling hands.

From the main door. A man entered the house without permission. His face was flat holding in fury with clenched hands. Without looking back and forth her footsteps towards the dining room.

A pitcher of water with a row of glasses became the man's goal.

A cuur!

Gluey!

Gluey!

Nah!

"Just look that damn lady@n dares to enter this house!" crush the man after letting go of his thirst.

Inem looked at the man across there with a puzzled look. The reason was only this time, the man known as his master's sister put a cold face inside the house.

"Sir, what's wrong?" inem asked spontaneously, making the man turn his eyes to see who asked.