The Cottage of In-Law Tak Indah

Hunch is Not Tasty

One month later ....

In the past month, Shandy has been suspicious of his wife. All of that was also because of Amel who had greatly changed him. Even for the past month, Amel refused to provide the best service for him. Whether it's a hindrance because of menstruation and so on.

Until Shandy also felt that more and more days, the Director of his wife named Mr. Davin was so often contacted Amel. Not just once, but now very often the man named Davin was contacting his wife. Until Shandy slowly sensed something was not right. Supported by Amel's changing attitude, it makes Shandy so furious and start thinking no-no.

"Darling, do I think in the past month, you've been in too many night shifts?" ask Shandy.

Not just asking, but according to Shandy that his wife was more than three weeks always night shift. Not only that, when the morning came home, his wife also looked so tired. Until Shandy thinks what his wife really did. To frequent night shifts.

"Yes, Aa. There are employees who just gave birth, so he has a big leave and there must be a substitute. While I was considered not yet pregnant and had no babies, she said she could do the night shift" Amel replied.

However, the answer given by Amel was not an honest answer. But it's just an alibi. All because the night is now changing to warm the director's bed.

...*** ...

A few weeks ago ....

When I get a phone call from Mr. Davin, there is guilt in Amel. It was also because he already felt guilty with Shandy. His desire did not want to receive a phone call from Mr. Davin, but Shandy actually who memahut cell phone owned Amel felt Amel had to see the Director. After all a Director was a superior, while Amel was just an ordinary staff.

In the afternoon, Amel went to work. There was nothing special about Amel's performance. The woman was wearing only her hotel uniform. However, he did leave early, as he was asked to meet Mr. Davin to his room. Amel strengthened himself. He then headed into the director's room as soon as he arrived at the hotel where he worked.

"Excuse me Mr. Davin" Amel's voice and accompanied by a knock on the Director's door.

"Yes, come in" said a voice from within.

Finally, Amel opened the door slowly and entered the director's room. Honestly, this was the first time for Amel to enter the director's room that wasn't much stuff, but it was so cold. Maybe also because Mr. Davin likes cold, so the AC there is tuned in such a way that the room is really cold.

"Lock the door," orders from Davin.

When Mr. Davin asked her to lock the door, Amel felt something bad. It felt impossible if it really wanted to convey something until it had to lock the door. Amel, however, did not argue. He was more obedient to what his boss's will was.

"What does Mr. Davin want to say?" ask Amel.

There's no answer. Mr. Davin straightened his back, he stood up and slightly leaned against the table, with one hand stuffed into his trouser pocket. Although not talking about anything, Davin observed the appearance of Amel from top to bottom. With a uniform that prints her curves, and a skirt that is above the knees. Really, with that uniform in Davin's eyes it was so sexy.

"Please tell Mr. Davin immediately. My time is not much, after this I have to go back be ...."

Amel's words stopped just like that, because Davin quickly took a step and began to clot Amel's lips with his own. Jesus, Amel was asphyxiated by it. Davin's lips really explored his lips, not just smelling, sucking, and squealing, but there was a bite that Davin gave in the folds of his lips.

"Sir Davin .. please, sir!"

Amel rebelled and pushed his superiors again this time. Exactly like the last night event where Amel thrashed and pushed the chest of his director's field. Encouraged by Amel, Davin's kiss just unravels.

The man's voice sounded so intimidating. It was as if there was a threat in his voice. Amel immediately shook his head.

"No... Have I not told Mr. Davin to forget all?"

"How can I forget that you are so wise" Davin replied.

Amel then moved and wanted to get out of the director's room. It was in vain to give understanding to Davin. In fact, Amel plans to resign from his job. However, when Amel turned around and was about to get out of the director's room, there was a video that Davin played from his phone. Video of the two in bed. With the de-sahan voices that certainly Amel knew that it was his voice.

"Sir Davin?"

Amel turned around and looked at the Director. Very upset with Davin's behavior. Did that mean last night, Davin was trying to record it. If yes, why is that? So, for what?

"I told Amelia, from last night you were mine. If you reject me now, then this video will slide to your husband. After that, I made sure that your husband would divorce you" Davin threatened with a wry smile.

"Don't do that, sir," replied Amel.

"Easy terms. Warm up my bed, every time I need you" Davin said.

"That's impossible, I'm a wife of a man" Amel replied.

Davin quickly shook his head. "What difference? Making love with someone's wife is challenging" he replied.

Amel let out a long sigh, why the director was like a crazy man who actually hunted people's wives to sleep with. In fact, if Davin wanted to, with his money and property, he could get a mojang who was still single and not be a man's wife. Not tied up in marriage.

"You're crazy" replied Amel.

"Yes, indeed" Davin said quickly.

From then on, it starts with compulsion. Gradually, Amel and Davin's relationship had developed. Even the director's room in which there is a bed is often a racing place to complete each other's desires. Not only that, Davin not only fucked Amel, but specifically the man poured some money into Amel's personal account. Within a month, he had transferred a dozen million to Amel.

...***...

Now ....

"I feel like you're starting to change, honey .. Is it just me, or is it true?" shandy murmured in his heart.

Just being alone at home makes Shandy think a lot. In addition, there was the scent of a man's perfume attached to his wife's uniform. Shandy was very sure that the perfume was not his. There was a scent of Wood Sandals that was so strong. That's what Shandy found when he put dirty laundry in the washing machine.

After all, the scent of the perfume is not Sandal Wood. So, Shandy was very sure that the fancy masculine perfume was not his. The more days his suspicions became. Shandy must figure out a way to reveal what really happened to his wife.