The Hate That Ends Marriage

There's No Pardon

Widya doesn't know how to cope with this awkward and embarrassing situation. She glances at Radit for help, but her prankster husband seems to be enjoying Widya's panic at the situation. She just grinned mischievously at him and the glint in her eyes as if saying "Solve this matter myself, I don't want to help you" Ha! How dare he act so unwilling to know. Did he forget that what caused this embarrassing situation was him? If only he had listened to Widya's warning, they would not have been in this embarrassing situation.

If he thought about it carefully, Ririn was also wrong in this matter. If only he had not entered the barge like earlier, perhaps the situation would not have been this ugly. These two brothers, for some reason, always make Widya a headache with the behavior of those who like to corner her.

"Do I have to go again so you can continue what you did?" ririn asked innocently, holding back her smile.

"We didn't do anything!" widya's look is too loud.

"Diminish your voice, Widya, or everyone out there will listen to your frantic screams" Radit scolded, trying not to laugh.

"I'm not screaming!" elak Widya, then realized that he raised his voice again. Pounding, he spoke as calmly as he could, "Ririn quickly entered and closed the door! Or a curious person out there will be watching us all in this house."

"Are you sure I'm allowed in now?" ririn said hesitantly, remaining unmoved in the doorway. "If you want, I can go out again to give you privacy."

"It's your understanding," sidelines Radit, get up from his position and sit leaning on the sofa. "Other times if you are more sensitive, knock on the door first before breaking through as good as before. Remember we're still in the time of the newlyweds."

"Roman!" widya exclaimed, buying her eyes at Radit annoyed.

"Well this is all my fault, for forgetting that you two are still in a friendly time," hela Ririn, looked down regretfully. "I'm beginning to feel that Dad's actions left me to you two, it doesn't seem like the right thing to do."

"Thank God you're self-conscious. All this time you usually just bother people," agreed Radit, nodding his head.

"So what would Bang Radit want? Get me out of here?"

"It doesn't need to be that dramatic, Ririn." Radit wiggled his index finger, reprimanding the rough suggestion. "You can voluntarily return to your home alone, well that's even if you dare to do it. You're a coward."

"You two stop talking stupid!" widya shouted, ruffled her waist and looked at the two with a look full of anger. "Nobody objected or left here willingly. Now hurry into the house, Ririn, don't argue anymore!"

"Jeez, Widya, we were just kidding. No need to get angry as soon as I like my grandmother dropped by," ledek Radit, smiling mockingly. "We're just melting the mood, aren't we, Rin?"

Closing the door of the house like the order Widya gave earlier, Ririn stepped slowly closer to Widya.

"What Bang Radit said was right, Widya did not need to be sensational. Shame on the neighbor," ririn cheered, holding Widya's arm. "Well let's show me now, what I asked for!"

"Your jokes aren't funny at all, you brothers have a terrible sense of humor."

"You two don't talk too long!" radit shouted from the living room. "There are still some things I need to work out with Widya, did you hear that, Ririn?"

"Don't yell, Radit! It's already night," Widya replies shouting from inside Ririn's room, which was once the room she occupied.

"I'm not yelling, honey, just raising my voice a little" Radit said, again shouting again, this time louder than before.

Taking the pillow that was on the mattress, Widya intended to throw the pillow into Radit's face. However, Ririn who was beside him stopped him.

"Just ignore him, Widya Brother," pinta Ririn, holding Widya's arm. "She just wanted to provoke Widya's emotions into coming to see her in the living room. I know that lonely human reason, he's jealous of Widya's sister with me right now."

Thinking about Ririn's words well, Widya felt that her sister-in-law had a point as well. Walking towards the bed, he again put the pillow he was holding there and returned to take out the souvenirs he brought from the bag, then handed it to Ririn.

It's good that Widya follows Ririn's advice, because from the living room there is no longer an annoying Radit voice after she ignores the talk earlier. Though all this time he always said that Widya was childish, but look at her behavior earlier? Moreover, the name for the person who deliberately seeks trouble with him just to attract his attention, if not childish? Her annoying husband was always unconscious.

Later. When they were just alone, Widya would remind him of that again. That he is no different from Widya. He was really impatient to see how the response of his adult-assass husband was.

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Finally, what Radit had been waiting for happened as well. Tonight he'll have Widya completely. Silly again, his wife deliberately combed her hair in front of the dresser for so long, she stalled her time up on the bed with him.

Leaning casually with both arms placed under his head, Radit stared fixedly at Widya, deliberately making Widya feel uncomfortable. From where he lay, he could see that his wife's hand had trembled for a while, but recovered quickly and he returned to combing her hair calmly.

"Are you here or am I there?" bargain Radit, can't be patient anymore waiting for Widya to finish her annoying sideline. "I'll give you 10 seconds."

Stripping her comb to the dresser, Widya immediately got up from her seat, then turned to face Radit with an annoyed look.

"You're not so impatient," Widya lamented, walking quickly to bed.

"It's not that I can't wait, you're the one who's too annoying to act out procrastinating on something to do" Radit replied, pulling Widya's hand so she fell down lying next to him. "No more excuses, you can't refuse me anymore."

"Diminish your voice! Later Ririn listened to us from the next room," Widya reprimanded, inching restlessly underneath.

"I've played down my voice as little as possible, my dear," said Radit, giggling with Widya's uneasiness. "You're the one who's too nervous to think I'm yelling out loud."

Widya pushed her body away. Reluctantly, Radit got up from his position, then took the lights out of the room just as his shy wife wanted. Then he saw Widya hiding behind a blanket, as if it was her shelter from Radit.

Arcing a sly smile, Radit walked over to his bed and slipped himself into the blanket. Screaming a little, Widya laughed with persistence Radit removed the blanket from her hand. For a few minutes they played each other in the blanket. However, before long the game snatched each other's blankets it turned into something hotter.

This time they are wrestling for something more sensual. There were sighs and the sound of breathing that was increasingly hunting from behind the blanket.

"Don't make that sound, Widya! Later Ririn hears you," Radit scolded, laughing amusedly.

"Your speech is the same as telling a cat not to meow" Widya replied.

"That means you were meowing?"

"Don't be silly, I'm not a cat! Stop pretending to be stupid and don't understand me."

"Aren't you hot? We better get this fucking blanket off."

"I feel comfortable in here."

"Is that so?"

"What are you holding?" hissing Widya, stiffened feeling the touch of Radit in her sensitive area.

"I'm just touching what's mine, what's wrong?" sahut Radit, don't feel guilty at all.

"Slow down, Radit."

"What if I can't?" god Radit's. "That's it, Wid, don't talk anymore! I don't want to talk about anything anymore."

After that Radit silenced the reply Widya would say to him with a kiss so deep. Instantly there were no more words spoken between the two of them, other than delicious sighs filling the room in the blanket.

Not long after, a loud bang was heard from outside their bedroom door.

"Bang Radit, Widya's sister, open the door!" ririn shouted from behind the door, sounding extremely panicked. "Are you guys asleep? Please wake!"

Raising the blanket over his body, Radit threw a murderous gaze at the door of his room. For a lifetime, Radit felt the desire to clot his sister's mouth, then threw it into the closet and locked it in there for several hours.

"Radit get out of my way!" pinta Widya, push Radit's body hard. "Ririn seems to need our help."

"Just ignore him!" Radit held Widya's hands together on her sides. "The kid always scares something that doesn't matter."

"Roman!" furious Widya, glared angrily at him. "Stop being silly. Your sister needs our help."

Sighing in frustration, Radit reluctantly stepped away from Widya's body. Ruffling his hair in annoyance, he stared at the door full of aggravation. Suddenly there was a gasping sound from Widya, turning her head, she looked at her wife in confusion.

"When haven't you been dressed? Wait, am I not dressed?" Entering her head into the blanket, Widya let out her head back with a relieved look. "Thank God I'm still fully dressed, even though there are some places that are exposed."

Throwing an accusatory look at Radit, he tried to tidy up his messy appearance.

"You're being ridiculous" Radit said, shaking his head, looking in surprise at Widya. "It's just that you're tidying up your appearance, anyone can see that you've just been devoured by someone."

A horrified expression was plastered on Widya's face to make Radit laugh and look at her. However, he held back because now was not the time to laugh. The impatient knock behind the door of his room required more attention.

"What's that clear? Then you're the one who opened the door. I'll just look from here" Widya pushed. "But before that, put your clothes on first."

Widya took Radit's t-shirt from inside the blanket and held it out with a flushed face.

"Without you telling me, I'll do it." Radit nimbly put on his top shirt. "Rather than worrying about me, you better take control of that hue of your face."

"I didn't know you were that big until I didn't realize you had taken off your boss's shirt" Widya murmured, hiding part of her face under the covers.

"It's not because I'm agile, you're the one who enjoyed our activities so much that we forgot ourselves. It didn't come to my senses when I took off my boss."

Once again Widya let out a gasp as she listened to Radit's frank words to her. Radit's eyes glittering amused to see the hue of Widya's face getting flushed red. However, his facial expression turned serious as he turned towards the door of his room.

"Stop knocking, Ririn!" radit shouted loudly, turning the door lock. "Based on a bad boy, how dare you make a noise in the middle of the night like this."

Just be careful if this is not something important, be prepared to take a jolt from me.