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The sun was already sleeping in the western horizon. The beautiful sky shows a charming view, giving a little beauty in the traffic jam of the Capital. In a luxury car like a Ferrari was sitting 2 people who were silent to each other. So awkward.
"Well," rebuked the younger one who tried to melt the atmosphere.
Katrine slightly jumped when she heard her greeting. His eyes looked confused at the child. Dhany is still focused on the crowded streets that are entering the office hours.
"What's the matter, baby?" katrine asked with her worried face.
"Who is he?" The short question the son asked somehow felt stifling.
Feelings of sadness and disappointment enveloped Katrine. His anger suddenly overflowed like a super magma explosion of Mount Merapi. Recall how ridiculous his friendship with the figure he lived in the cafe earlier.
"Ult ... Mama same Rika was metemenanβ" Katrine began to tell her relationship with Rika, a figure of her past.
"We were victorious during our High School can be said we used to be in office. We spend time together, hang out, play, mutually time nginep during the holidays, haha. well .. like young people in general," Katrine chuckled as he began to tell stories.
"Until finally Mamah had a lover named Marshel. He was the son of a rich man there, at first Mamah hesitated to get in touch with him. Because of Mamah's fear and doubt, Mamah finally confided to Rika the person you saw earlier. He said to stay away from Marshel because Mamah didn't deserve him" Katrine said.
"So is Mamah really that far-away-in this Marshel? According to the advice of the man?" dhany asked without looking at her Mom.
Katrine inhaled a deep breath of air filling her lungs with fresher air before answering her son's question. It takes extra energy to recount his old wounds.
"True, Mamah directly far-off in Marshel right then and there. But the man didn't stop there. He intensified deketin Mamah until finally Mamah melted and established love with him."
"Then what was the man's response?" Dhany asked again.
"Hahaha," Katrine let out a discordant laugh, "He was furious, because he was afraid of Mamah in vain with Marshel because the rich man was arbitrary. You must know what the habits of men if they are in love, right? So Marshel kept believing Mamah that she was sincere with Mamah."
Dhany fleeting glimpses of his sight on the Mamah looked sorrowful within his eyes. What am I supposed to do? Should I calm Mama? Or should I be indifferent? Those thoughts swirled in his head.
"Keep what's going on?" Dhany enters her slippery mouth inwardly. How foolish he was to ask questions that might hurt his beloved.
"Mamah's story is short as Marshel had a beautiful day. Because Marshel was Mamah's upperclassman so she graduated first. At the graduation ceremony Mamah nyari Marshel for love speech, but what Mamah saw was even the view of Marshel who again berbumb* with Rika." 2 tears managed to slide freely wet the cheeks of the Mamah.
"Are you okay?"
"You're okay, sweetheart." Katrine rubbed the mane of her son.
"It's all gone, baby. Now Mama is happy to have Papah, to have you. You are Mamah's world. You are people who are dear Mamah, especially now that there is Nandha also more complete Mamah happiness. There's just one less ...." Katrine hung up her words to make her son raise his eyebrows.
"Less what is Mah?"
Katrine smiled as she put on a difficult expression for Dhany to guess.
"Less a grandson. Same mom Papah wait for your grandchildren, hihihi."
Hearing Katrine's words made Dhany laugh. "Hahaha, be patient. If the affairs of Dhany's grandchildren will often be effortless, just calm down." The laughter of the two broke filled the car to melt the atmosphere that had felt awkward.
The jokes from their mouths made the journey more beautiful. Unknowingly, they have arrived at the Effendy family residence. The car stopped in a fancy garage with some fancy cars.
"You just got home?"
Katrine recognized the melodious sound that caught the senses of his listeners when getting off the child's car. There was a figure that he suddenly longed to come to them in gardening clothes complete with a small flower pot in his hand.
Seeing the figure of her husband who was smiling widely made Katrine moved and scattered in the arms of the man. Tengku staggered backwards when his sturdy body was hit by the wife in a hurry. Tengku's voice sounded while rubbing the wife's back with the other hand.
I soon heard Katrine's slow stuffing. It even looks like a shock to his shoulder. Wonder what happened to the wife? But he did not take a headache for now, he chose to continue wiping his wife's fragile back, giving a sense of comfort. He placed the pot in his hand in any direction only so that he could give a tranquilizing hug to the woman who had lived with him for a long time.
Dhany stood up while observing the behavior of her parents. Gender to his car bamper that smile never faded from his face. Ahh ... Now his mind flew far away on the figure of the wife. Where is his wife now? What do? Have you eaten? Honestly speaking. Actually he was worried but could not reveal it. To be honest he envied the harmony of his parents. Inwardly, he also wanted to get warm hug from Nandha.
"What's this, hemm? Why did Mom suddenly cry? Is anyone bothering Mama? Come here tell Papah let Papah who loves lessons," asked Tengku who faithfully patted his wife's shoulder.
"So we've met people from the past" Dhany said.
Katrine herself did not respond to questions or answers thrown by her son and husband. She was too lulled by the warmth of Tengku's embrace hiding her face at the intersection of her husband's neck. Comfortable ... Very inconvenient.
But all he got was a soft belt from his wife."Then who did you meet? Usually the figure of the past is former," Tengku asked again.
"So I met my ex-friend, Pah. Temen who knows the relationship between Mamah and former Mamah," replied Dhany casually.
"Oh ... Have you met Rika? So what did Rika say? Is Rika ingetin Mamah the same Mamah experience?" Tengku painstakingly asked the light questions gently. He was afraid that his wife would be offended by his question.
Tengku's back getting the trousers from Katrine. Katrine doesn't seem to want to tell me everything. Then Tengku took his wife into the house leaving Dhany who was still cool looking at the two of them.
"Why suddenly miss Nandha? Why is there no Ngabarin? I'm worried," said Dhany, who was barely heard.
As he wanted to leave his place suddenly a pair of tapered hands hugged his neck. The roar of breath was felt around the nape of Dhany. Wh who? Who would dare to hug Dhany from behind? Was he not afraid of being killed at the hands of this cruel man.
"If the miss says not even in the pendem itself, then nyesek loh," whispered the figure right in Dhany's ear. Gives a sensual and seductive impression.
Ah ... Who else had such a gentle voice and dared to tease him like this other than his wife, Nandha. Dhany quickly turns around and pushes Nandha's slender body to sleep resting on the back of the car.
Dhany stared at his little wife's face for 3 minutes before grabbing her beloved bib*r plum hemisphere. Kiss after kiss he gave until Nandha felt something tickling in his stomach.
"Enough ...." Nandha pushes Dhany's body away from her.
"Why Baby?" Asked Dhany in a hoarse voice. Nandha could see a faint mist in Dhany's eyes.
"Oh****, lust," said the girl.
Dhany pulls Nandha's hand and takes her back into the car. He led Nandha to make her sit in his lap to continue the session to eat his wife's little b*beer.
It's getting deeper and hotter. The kiss turns into l*mat*n hot and wet. Even Dhany's burly hand is now creeping mischievously roaming every inch of Nandha's body. One word for the moment "hot". The young couple had a core session in the luxury car.
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Inside the black & red room stood a girl in pajamas with a bear motif. The girl was standing in front of a whiteboard with many photos connected by a red thread.
Gts ... Gts ... Tok
"Darling ... Mother enters yes, Mother bring you vodk*," the voice of the woman from outside the room who requested permission to enter the room.
"Ah yes, just go in Bun," replied the girl.
Enter the figure of a woman carrying a tray with a basin of ice blocks, vodk* and two small glasses. He placed the tray on a table not far from where the girl was standing.
"Siska darling ... What's your plan, son?" ask the woman who is none other than Rika.
Siska walked to the table where her mother placed her favorite drink. With a nimble motion in instead of vodk* bottle and pour the contents. "Siska will start with Nandha Bun" he replied.
"uh? Who's Nandha?" rika asked while receiving a glass from her daughter.
"Nandha is a girl who always wanders around my prince Bun, Siska does not like him," replied Siska with a sulking tone.
"Need help Mother?" Rika offered her help.
Siska drank up before answering her mother's words. "No Bun, he's an easy business. After all he's just a snot kid, he won't be able to win from Siska."
Siska again poured the illicit drink into her glass to the brim, "If I kill her will Mother help me? I mean helping me cover everything up, like cleaning the scene and dumping the body" Siska said. Now he was staring at the picture of Nandha who was smiling widely.
"Hate you bit*h!!" siska's curse is held together with a swing knife that is implanted right in the middle of the chest in Nandha's photo.
"Mother definitely help you dear, anything for you. Mother is even ready if you tell her to kill jal*ng that right now," said Rika steady.
"Don't drink too much later you get drunk, remember tomorrow you still have to go to school to teach." Rika rubbed her daughter's head gently before walking away leaving her own daughter.
"I won't get drunk just because of one bottle of vodk*Bun, well my prince get ready. Tomorrow will be the best day for you." Siska gently rubbed Dhany's photo while saying like that.
"... And for you Nandha. Prepare tomorrow is the beginning of your days of destruction. I'm gonna make your life suffer like you're in hell."
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