THE FORBIDDEN TREASURE

Episode 14

Mbok Inah can't stand to see it all anymore.

“Already, Mistress! Poor Den Ardy!” mbok Inah exclaimed hugging and kissing Madam Amanda's feet.

“You want to save him?!” Madame Amanda stomped her legs until Mbok Inah's body fell backward.

“Ma .. “ Excite Ardy.

Inching, the old maid grimaced with the pain in her old body.

After being satisfied, Madam Amanda left the dining room followed by Nola while smiling mockingly.

“Racaine! Poor, deh, lu!” said Nola.

Ardy looked at his mother and sister with an overwhelming feeling of anger.

While Mbok Inah was still lying on the floor, grimacing in pain due to the pounding of Lady Amanda's legs earlier.

Ardy approached the old woman. Help him stand with difficulty, “Lain times, Mbok do not interfere. Let me myself be the target of Mama.”'s anger

Mbok Inah looked at the bloodied face of his young master.

“The wound so Mbok who obeys, Den,” said Mbok Inah sad.

“Tak. Let's just rest in the room, huh? I used to take care of myself, though,

kok.”

“But the wound, Den?”

“It's okay. I'll go to doctor Santoso.”

Sri who had been hiding and seeing all these events, came to help, “Let me who treated Den Ardy's wounds. Mom, I'll take you to the room first, yeah?”

Sri told her mother to walk to the back room. After that, he returned to the place where Ardy had been.

“We go to Mang Sapri's room only, yes, Den?” sri said helping Ardy who walked in the forest.

Ardy said without saying much.

After all, if you go into his own room, in the middle room will definitely meet his mother. It just so happens that Mang Sapri is driving Nola to college and Lady Amanda who went somewhere. The driver's room was empty.

Ardy lay on a hard, smelly bed. While Sri took warm water in the kitchen.

“Mbak Sri .. “ call Ardy suddenly as soon as the corner of his eye catches a shadow passing just like that in front of the room door.

There's no answer. The mood remains silent.

“Mbak Sri .. ?”

Stay silent.

Not just this once, Ardy felt there was something strange in his house. Often find something strange. The hallucinations? Ah, it can't be as often as this whole time. The figure is similar to ... Rezky, his brother, who had died a long time ago.

Or ... is it Rezky? No way! Where can anyone who has died return to the natural world? But ....

“Den ... “ Sri returned from the kitchen while carrying warm water in a container.

Ardy was surprised.

“Oh, Ms Sri ... “

“What's up, Den?” sri asked as soon as she saw the confused expression on her young master's face.

“Nothing, Ma'am!”

Sri sat on the edge of the bed next to Ardy's body lying down. Carefully, he began to wash away the remaining blood that had begun to dry on the young man's face and body.

Ardy closed his eyes and endured the pain, until he slowly fell asleep.

For a moment, Sri looked at the young master's face.

For a moment there was a smile on the lips of the woman. Remembering her husband first.

However, I don't know from which one possessed. Seeing Ardy lying before him, Sri's desire as a young widow long untouched, rose.

His arms began to swing gently rubbing Ardy's face. Slowly bring his face closer. With a tempestuous thirst, Sri****** the young man's lips. While the fingers are guerrilla towards the other part.

Ardy nodded slowly.

“What are you doing, Ma?” Ardy opened his eyes and the reflexes pushed Sri's face away.

Sri surprised.

“Sorry, Den! I ... I .. “ the young woman felt ashamed of herself.

Sri rushed out of the room without saying a word. With his body condition still weak, Ardy undoes his intention to pursue.

Moreover, seeing the condition of the lower clothes slightly open. He immediately corrected the position of the zipper of his pants that were exposed.

Ardy decided that day wouldn't go to college. He chose to rest in Mang Sapri's room for the whole day.

Sri was embarrassed by her attitude. It's not appropriate for him to do such a thing.

It just so happened that Mr. Karyadi had just returned home drunk. His steps staggered and occasionally almost fell.

Sri came to help get Mr. Karyadi into his room. The smell of alcohol stung from the old man's mouth.

Slowly Mr. Karyadi was laid on the bed. As it was about to pass, Sri was held in strong hand checks by her employer.

“My company is here, Sri,” said Mr. Karyadi while pulling Sri's arm.

The woman's body was attracted and fell on Mr. Karyadi.

Sri was silent and confused.

Quickly, Mr. Karyadi turned his body over Sri.

“You are beautiful, Sri ... “

The old man began to kiss Sri's face and neck savagely. Initially Sri was about to refuse, but his desire that had been extinguished when with Ardy earlier, now rose again.

Mr. Karyadi's treatment was reciprocated.

One by one the clothes worn by Sri were forcibly stripped. Until then the breastplate and the bottom part come apart.

Sri enjoys every touch that Mr. Karyadi makes on his sensitive area.

Sri followed her body following her employer's movements. The man was still so mighty at his age that it had begun to approach dusk.

“Aaarrrgghh .. !!!”

Mr. Karyadi nodded while closing his eyes. A moment later, his old body slammed to the side with great satisfaction.

While Sri is still preoccupied with hunting breath and flooding sweat.

Still wracked with fatigue, slowly Sri down from the top of the bed. It seems that Mr. Karyadi has fallen asleep. Sri covered her master's body with a thick blanket, then immediately put back the clothes scattered.

With a weak move, the woman left her master's room. At that time, accidentally, he passed by the figure of Mang Kurdi.

The man looked at Sri with suspicious eyes.

“What did you do with Mr Karyadi, Sri?” ask Mang Kurdi

probing.

Sri did not answer, she preferred to go to the kitchen while tidying up her clothes that were still messy, followed by Mang Kurdi.

“Ngapain, anyway, Mang Kurdi follow me?” it was a bit uncomfortable for Sri to be followed by Mang Kurdi like that.

“You haven't answered my question, Sri?” Mang Kurdi smiled cynically, “what did you do in Mr's room earlier?”

“You think I did what, Mang?” sri replied without daring to look into the eyes of Mang Kurdi who continued to investigate, “I cleaned up Mr.'s room. There is nothing else ... “

Mang Kurdi smiled again cynically.

“Don't think I'm stupid, Sri! I can guess what you did with Mr in the room earlier ... “ Mang Kurds fishing.

Sri was surprised but could not say anything more. He just fell silent while busying himself.

“Don't worry, Sri! I'm willing to keep everything a secret, as long as ... You also want to share with me!” mang Kurdi said full of cunning.

Sri was surprised again.

“Not now! I'm still tired!” replied Sri ketus.

Mang Kurdi approaching Sri, “Now or later the same, Sri! Give me now or you will bear the shame in front of your mother!”

Sri was unable to resist when Mang Kurdi began to clutch his body from behind. The old man kissed his neck and shoulders violently.

Sri had to give in, than Mang Kurdi told about the matter he did with Mr. Karyadi earlier to Mbok Inah, his mother.

Old Jemari Mang Kurdi plays briefly in Sri's chest.

“Remas mine, Sri!” whispered Mang Kurdi in Sri's ear.

Sri's hand went downwards down the belly of Mang Kurdi. Then began to make movements that made the man sigh.

Just a moment ....

“Aauughh ... “ Mang Kurdi roars while closing his eyes.

The old man's eyes looked disappointed. He let go of her and

back away.

“This time I lost, Sri! But I'm not satisfied! Later ... I will ask for my full ration! Just wait!” said Mang Kurdi with shame leave Sri who smiled mockingly.

“Had the smell of the ground is still a mighty pretent!” sahut Sri while cleaning his sticky and slippery fingers.

After fixing her open shirt on the chest, Sri continued her work in the kitchen.

Mr. Karyadi was busy reading the newspaper in the family room. Ms. Amanda hasn't come home with her business. Ardy and Nola are not home.

The hour hand showed the number seven in the evening. The maids were in their rooms. So that there is only one Mr. Karyadi in the room.

Suddenly the house bell rang. Mr. Karyadi hurried to open the door.

A beautiful girl was standing at the door.

“Goodnight, Om.”

“Iya, good night.”

“I Sarah, her friend Ardy, Om.”

Mr. Karyadi smiled, “Iya, I remember. When we meet at ... “

“Front of this house, first ... Om.”

“Ya, that's my point.”

“The art is there, Om?”

The old man smiled back. This time it smells different.

“Ardy .. ?” had a moment to think, “Oohh. In chamber. Maybe you are learning.”

I don't know what Mr. Karyadi meant by lying. Ardy is not home.

“I want to see Ardy, now, Om. Possibly ... “

“Come in first. Later I call,” Mr. Karyadi let Sarah into the house.

The girl came in and waited in the living room followed by Mr. Karyadi. The man sat there reading the newspaper. Sometimes his eyes glanced at Sarah who was sitting not so far away.

“Where is it, Om?” asked Sarah felt bad to realize her movements were noticed earlier.

Mr. Karyadi put the newspaper on the table.

“Wait just. I will soon be out of the room. He said, if there is a friend told to wait here,” replied Mr. Karyadi inching closer to Sarah.

The girl moved away.

“Om want what?” Sarah begins to get frightened by Ardy's father's attitude.

Suddenly Mr. Karyadi blocked Sarah's arm. Sarah thrashing. While his mouth is smothered.

“My company is here, huh? I am lonely again. There's nobody here, kok!” said Mr. Karyadi while piercing Sarah's body firmly.

Sarah struggled with all her might. But his screams got stuck in the esophagus.

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