The Huckold Married??

The Huckold Married??
Raisya Who?



"Damn it!" maki Marco when he heard that Raffan had been released.


His desire for revenge has not been satisfied but Raffan has even been out of custody, according to him, two weeks is too short and fast to resolve the hatred and also make up for his defeat which is always repeated every time the race, he said, really he felt not satisfied enough even he wanted Raffan to feel more than just in prison.


"Who helped you?" marco asked Yanuar who had given the information.


"Fara, their campus child is also Lo's cousin I think is also familiar," explained Yanuar while taking a can of drink whose contents live half and then downing it out.


"Gue heard him also who was reporting at the time," Derry chimed in with a shrug and poked his lips.


"That's not the fuckin' Raffan shit?!" Marco began to remember about Fara, a little bit he knew the story about Raffan and Fara especially first Fara also often seen when he and Raffan racing on the track unofficial.


"Yes, the same Fara" said Yanuar again squeezing the empty can and throwing it right into the trash.


Drangs!


The sound of cans that collide with the edge of the garbage can until finally immersed in a large round object in blue.


"Kan had their courtship bro, but broke up," explained Derry revealed the romance of rivals from his friend, it seems Derry is among the men who are happy with gossip and the grapevine of news that blows.


"If that I know, Raisya also had a story, if Lo at the end of two people there is still no sense? You both will also know how long Raffan deketin Fara, it feels impossible if they are equally no taste," guess Marco began to assume with all the sudden thoughts popping up inside his head.


Derry and Yanuar compactly put their shoulders together, they both do not understand why Marco suddenly discussed the relationship between Raffan and Fara, it has nothing to do with them.


"Thinking very much bro, besides the Raisya will also like Raffan," said Yanuar who was nod by Derry quickly.


"I wonder too, Raffan who models so much likes Marco who is said to be the most handsome man in Jaksel even no girl who deketin, ouch!"


Derry's rant got a prize in the form of throwing an empty can of used drinks right on his forehead, you brash and brainless friend, can-can reproach his own friends who have been difficult to be happy with him even often treat food and drink.


"But Lo same Raffan mah still look Raffan, far away!" now Yanuar accused Derry who had a mediocre look or maybe even under the mediocre but the behavior was no less songg from Raffan.


"Lo's a disorder?" Derry shuddered in horror at the man sitting beside him.


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In the morning Raffan woke up with a very bright and radiant face, his radiance seemed so clearly implying excitement when he finally woke up in his bedroom with his wife.


He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the room and the arch of his lips presented a charming smile in the morning, some time always wake up in the middle of the night and can no longer sleep when he realizes he is in custody, really yesterday made him realize the mistakes he made, he said, thankfully God still gave her the opportunity to get back together with the woman she loved.


Just after the morning prayer Raffan went back to sleep and then just woke up when the clock had shown the number 7 late.


Today allow him to laze around and let him not go to college again, he feels his brain can not be crammed by lessons.


"Hoaam." Raffan yawned while stretching out his hands and stretched his muscles that felt stiff to relax again then revealed a blanket that covered part of his body that only wore a boxer on the knee and then went down and took t-shirts that are lying on the edge of the bed then wear it, after the morning prayer can-can he go back to sleep by undressing, undressing, his intention was to take Deefa gelut again but his wife looked very tired after serving him last night.


"I am," a loud voice called out to the wife who might be busy in the kitchen?


There is no reason to make Raffan frown while still stepping down the stairs.


Raffan headed for the kitchen and while at the kitchen door he found his wife sitting near the dining table, daydreaming with a gaze that did not know what to see.


"Deef," said Raffan, touching the top of his wife's head.


Deefa was a little surprised because in fact she was not aware of the arrival of her husband, even the sound of his call she did not hear, it was very clear that she was thinking about something.


"I'm looking for you, call you too but don't answer kirain go where eh yearya again bengong here," said Raffan dyed the head of the woman who clenched her lips.


"Why silence? what are you thinking?"


"Raisya who?"


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