The Long Distance Marriage

LDM - Gossip And Starla

Starla still felt an uncomfortable pain all over her body that was still sweating. It was first touched but did not make him happy. Her two black netra were teary-eyed and she threw her gaze away from her husband.

"The old man finally did it to me. Could I not be a show wife anymore? It hurt when she married me and swore only to want a moment, this is not far from the marriage contract," Starla's inner self.

The woman who was still naked was not able to move quickly even though she was just moving. Maybe so active Raga touched and cherished her smooth body makes Starla more weak and tired. He looked at Raga who had fallen asleep. It's handsome but it sucks.

In the morning, his eyes opened. Starla quickly moved and she covered her body with sheets towards the toilet. He let Raga sleep longer so as not to disturb him while bathing.

Starla found a red stain on her chest and she poured water to wet her body.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

"Star, open the door! I'm gonna pee!" shout Raga.

"Raga, can you let me take a shower for a second?" sahut Starla's.

"It can't stand!"

Starla opened the toilet door. She was still timid even though the one who entered was her own husband.

"I'm out first, huh?" her door.

In a wet body condition, Starla waits at the toilet door. But shortly thereafter, Raga came out while tying her kimono pajamas. Without a second thought, Raga carried Starla and carried her on the bed, but this time she treated her more gently.

"I want to take a shower" said Starla.

"No! You should be here, accompany me," Pinta Raga.

"You're a hypocrite, huh? Want to but be ashamed," said Raga.

Raga just smiled a little. "Basic woman!"

"Why am I resigned to this shitty treatment of my husband? No!" inner Starla.

After venting the passionate desire, Raga did not then release his wife. She overcomes Starla, who is exhausted from serving her incredible passion.

"I'm going to take a shower" Starla said. He went to the toilet and no longer remembered anything sad. The warm water he poured to clean himself until completely clean.

****

Two months ago, Raga Axelion was an Indonesian-British man. His father was the British ambassador to Indonesia.

Raga became a widower with two children after being left dead by his wife 6 years ago because of an accident that happened to him.

He is also respected by many Asian businessmen. His handsome, rich, authoritative figure was able to charm the women and once flickering his brown neutrals they would have been unable to cast their eyes on the others.

Raga, now 40, has a private secretary named Cello who always accompanies her to work. In fact, Cello was an ordinary employee but rose through the ranks due to his honesty. He never absent accompanied his master wherever he went.

Currently, they are in his office which is engaged in finance and takes care of mining business.

"Mr Raga," said Cello.

"We have a schedule to visit the hospital that became the foundation of the Master in Axelion Corp Company, in the VIP class there is a nephew of the Master who is still being treated for typhus" said Cello.

"Flo still sick? After my sister left she became a weak immune child, where is her father now, that Aslan?" Ask Raga.

"Mr Aslan is not starring in a film and reportedly the project is soon completed, do I need to call your sister-in-law, Mister? But I think in a situation like this is not the right thing" said Cello.

"I'm sick of it, if there wasn't an affair it'd be possible that my sister Jasmine would still be here. She left her brother trying to be alone. And my wife died 6 years ago in an accident and it's still a mystery, my two children are unstable because they have a stupid father like me."

Raga sat for a moment in her swivel chair. She recalled the gossip that hit her sister one year ago, namely the gossip of her sister-in-law's affair with the girl who worked as a teacher in Kindergarten.

"Cel, I'm curious about the girl but let's meet Aslan at the shooting site first, I want to riot there!"

Arriving at the shooting location in a magnificent hotel, there are some journalists who want to welcome the star who looks handsome and attractive.

Raga accompanied by four bodyguards became the center of attention of many people when passing through the crowd of reporters.

Then a cute girl with golden brown hair, wearing a yellow shirt and a red blazer and a subordinate of gray jeans flashed in front of her. She was carrying a bunch of white roses and a camera hung around her neck.

Raga surprised. The girl was so charming despite not wearing a fancy dress. Her smile was a smile that showed her white teeth without distance.

"Mr Raga, look at that girl wearing a red blazer, she's the one who was rumored to be your sister-in-law's affair" said the sibling and serious man.

Raga squinted her net.

Then, he opened a smartphone and looked for news about his sister-in-law's affair with another girl. And it turned out that the photo he found on the internet was very similar to the girl he was looking at.

"You take her, I want to talk to her on the second floor" Raga said.

Cello. Then approach the sweet girl holding a bunch of white roses.

"Excuse me, you must be Starla, right?" cello asked and the girl smiled at him.

The girl was amazed. "Can't you know my name?"

"You'll be rumored to be the affair of Mr. Aslan, the proof of the photos of you being together with Mr. Aslan spread on social media," said Cello.

"Oh, it's not an affair!" Sangkal Starla's.

"You come with me now!" her door.

Then, Cello pulled her hand forcefully, taking Starla to the second floor as directed by her superior.

"Hey, what the fuck! It's harassment, we don't know but you've been rude like this, you evil bastard!" scream Starla.

The girl had already put up a fight by hitting Cello's hand. But, still his strength was unable to defeat the man's grip. The flap-haired cello with an athletic enough stature was like dragging him all the way to the second floor.

Arriving there, Cello meets Starla with Raga who is standing facing a glass wall.

"Mr Raga, this is the person you want to meet" reports Cello who has yet to relinquish his grasp.

Then, Raga looked at him. The charm of the glowing brown netra gaze made Starla's black netra widen. Raga began to step up to approach, her slow but elegant movements, but she did not show the slightest smile.

"Oh, so this is the lower-class girl Aslan's affair? Miss, who are you? And why did you dare to approach Jasmine's husband?" asked Raga while showing the widened netra.

“Ih, I thought I wanted to face my idol but it turned out to be a magic swordsman," Starla murmured while scratching her head.

Gluey!

Starla can just let go of her grip from Cello's hand. Then he said," Starla, please answer truthfully, he is the brother-in-law of Mr. Aslan and also the President."

"What!" Starla surprised. "Actually I've never been anyone's cheating, I'm sure it's gossip. If you are a reasonable person would think positively to your sister-in-law. About Jasmine, I also knew her at Aslan's interview in the movie theater."

"So, you know Jasmine too?" ask Raga.

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