The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola

Leaving Trauma

The door of the hotel room opened, which only looked dark.

“Jang until Rahma escapes!” In a hurry, the man pressed the switch. Zola immediately walked towards the bed.

“Huft!” Zola breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his wife was still in the room.

“Build!” Zola pulled the blanket down roughly. But his wife did not wake up either, making the man clutch Arrahma's shoulder hard.

Arrahma's eyes opened immediately.

“A-Aa!” pekik Arrahma who saw her husband with a reddened face held back in anger.

“How dare you, sleep while husband is still working!” cynical Zola while throwing her face. Staring at his wife's face for a long time made him have to control. Something in his heart.

“Ma—“

Zola immediately cut off his wife's words. “Sorry-sorry, not once have I said. Your mouth says sorry, that means you're ready for punishment!” Zola pulled Arrahma's shoulder. Make the girl stand straight.

“A-A—“ sounds stammering.

“Emmmm!” Arrahma shook her head as her husband kissed her. She even hit her husband's chest. When Zola transferred the saliva to him. Tell him to swallow duren's saliva. Not without reason, this was planned Zola before.

“Ehemmmmm!” the girl was crying with lips that were fused with her husband.

Arrahma tried to push Zola's body. But it was in vain. Zola who had lost her breath let go of her kiss. Arrahma immediately wiped his lips, and ran towards the bathroom. Because I feel nauseous.

“Huek ...huek!” Real gulp itself better. Than to swallow someone else's saliva.

Zola laughed triumphantly, because of the punishment he prepared for his wife. It really worked and certainly made Arrahma hurt.

“ARRAHMA FAST OUT!” yelled Zola who was impatient to punish his wife.

The Arrahma who was inside straight away washed his face. And immediately went out to her husband. Trying not to cry when bullied by her husband. Zola immediately pulled his wife's hand and threw her in bed.

“Akh!” Arrahma grimaced as his head hit the head of the bed.

“Listen Arrahma! That was a reply because you made me restless!”

Arrahma frowned, not understanding what Zola was saying. But he also did not dare to ask.

Zola crawled up the basket. Makes Arrahma shake with fear.

“We play Arrahma!” smiling as she pulled the blanket.

To cover their bodies. One minute later.

“Aa, stop hiks!” the girl tried to get rid of her husband's head to stay away.

“Akhhhh!” Arrahma hit her husband's head hard. Making Zola grimace.

“Aa, enough hiks! Rahma knew Rahma was wrong, but that doesn't mean hix!” her words were cut off as her mouth was silenced by her husband's lips.

“Emmmmm!”

“Huaaaaaaaaa!” Arrahma cried as her husband bit his canker sores on his lower lip.

“Shut! You can be quiet no!” snapped Zola while pulling his wife's hair.

Arrahma grimaced with pain. Her husband is really cruel. It was possible that if he had lost his mind, Zola could have killed him.

“Sick Aa, hiks!” Arrahma could do nothing. For the moment, it's only during the time of being hurt.

“Inl reply because you slept before your husband came home!” Zola did not dare look his wife in the eye. If that had happened there would have been a strange feeling in his heart.

“Build!” Zola came out of the blanket and pulled his wife's hand. Inside the bathroom, the man started to turn on the shower. The water started to come out. Zola pulled his wife's hand, but Arrahma shook his head unwillingly.

"Don't Aa!"

Zola is forcing.

"Let go" Arrahma tried to release the grip of her husband's hand.

Zola held his wife's shoulder. And hit his wife's body on a padlock. It made Arrahma scream in pain.

The air shower should only wet Arrahma's body. It was actually able to include the jerk guy who just lit it.

The two looked down at each other. Zola's hand was still holding his wife's shoulder.

A drop of blood fell on the floor. Fades when water from the shower flushes. Zola saw that, making herself instantly raise her head.

His eyes looked at his wife's eyes filled with a look of disappointment. Now his eyes began to look down. Zola's hand that was holding his wife's shoulder turned to the nose. Zola's thumb rubbed the blood coming out of Arrahma's nose.

“Not one month have I been your wife. I can make sure your status will turn into a widower left dead by wife” his voice shakes, his eyes start to glare.

Before he was completely unconscious

'For now I can be patient and silent. But when the patience I have is exhausted, I don't know what will happen!' inner Arrahma.

TBC...