The Love of the Duda

TCSD 6: Running the Plan

Tendered his body on the bathroom wall. His body felt so limp and many times he held back the nausea in his stomach that felt turbulent. The woman vomited until only yellow liquid came out of her mouth.

He inhaled a deep breath and let it out from his mouth. "What's wrong with me? Is it possible that my stomach acid is rising? So it makes me sick and vomit like this?"

Dita said softly while scolding her temple. In addition to the nausea he felt, he also felt his head was so heavy.

"Vaaahhhh... Maybe my stomach acid is on the rise, so it makes me like this."

Hurry up, Dita breezed out of the bathroom. He put his body back on the bed. Both of his eyes stared fixedly at the ceiling of the room and his gaze seemed empty and glaring.

Beeping.. Beeping....

A new message notification, entered in Dita's phone. It seems that her boyfriend sent her a message. A happy smile on Dita's lips. Every time the lover discusses about making love, it makes the woman even more impatient to immediately unite her body with Damar.

One that makes Dita so longed for the touch of the man, even though the age of Damar has entered the number forty-five years, but the gurats of good looks still look so firm on his face. Not only that, his power as a mighty man makes Dita seem to fall more and more into the charm of Damar. Damar is the only man who can make him sigh favorably and groan long when he reaches the peak of pleasure.

The nausea that had attacked Dita's body, now like lost in the wind. Replaced by the relentless heartbeat that makes him want to quickly meet the lover. And the woman also dissolved in his chat with the lover via mobile phone.

In a different place, Oma Widuri appears to be standing in front of the door of the room that is often used by Dita and Damar to unite their bodies. While Kasim was in the room trying to install CCTV according to the orders of the big lady.

"Shim.... Is it still long?"

While circulating his gaze around, oma Widuri was heard talking to Kasim. Lucky Kasim is one of the confidants of the multi-talented Oma Widuri. All the work he could do. Started to become a gardener, electrician installation, inter-employer handyman (personal driver) and also a handyman who is good at improving the house.

"It's over soon, madam."

Oma Widuri slightly wasted a rough breath. "Quick Sim, you're gonna hunt that caterpillar woman down here!"

"Yes, it's almost done!"

Oma Widuri was still frowning to pay attention to the circumstances around. Worried that Dita or Damar would know what Kasim did. It could be that what became the plan of Ora Widuri failed miserably even though just one step more everything will go according to his wishes.

"I'm done with Nyah."

Oma Widuri scanned Kasim's facial expression carefully. "Can you make sure that the existence of CCTV is safe, right?"

Kasim nodded steadily. "That's definitely Nyah. Everything is safe, according to the plan of the great madam."

Oma Widuri smiled happily. "Good, you can indeed be relied upon by Sim. I'm really grateful to you." Oma Widuri sighed deeply. "Now it's time for us to make our next plan."

"What plan is Nyah?"

"Let's take Darmi! We go for a walk."

"Well Nyah!"

Oma Widuri stepped foot out of this place. He went to the daughter-in-law's private room.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

Oma Widuri knocked on the door in front of him demanding the owner of the room to open it immediately. Not long after the door of the room opened and it was seen Dita with a knee-length dress smiling sweetly welcomed the grandmother.

With a full glance Dita scanned the expression of the grandmother's face. It seemed that the woman was a little suspicious of what was done by the oma Widuri who was visiting her room at these hours.

"Dit, let's take a walk to the mall yuk. Or if not, we're at the spa. I feel so bored being inside the house."

Dita's forehead is slightly shriveled. Not understanding because suddenly Oma Widuri asked him to accompany her to the mall. "Kok tumben Oma want to nge mall? What's the matter, Oma?"

"Hmmmmm.. I'm just a little tired of being in the house, Dit. I want to breathe fresh air while walking." Oma Widuri stared at the two beads of Dita's eyes intently. "You can accompany me, can't you?"

Dita looks for a moment to think about trying to weigh what is the request of oma Widuri. An offer that is quite interesting to walk with the oma-in-law because that way he can pamper himself to shop for branded items that become his will. But for now there is nothing he wants other than just having fun with Damar.

Since Dita and Damar reciprocated messages and discussed sensual things, making the passion of women who are wives of the God was peaked. Right now he really wants a touch of Damar's hand. And if the grandmother came out for a walk in the mall, then this is the right time for her to spend time together with Damar.

Oma Widuri stared fixedly at Dita's face with a difficult gaze to interpret. "How's Ta? You want to take me for a walk in the mall or spa at the salon?"

Dita put on a face that looked full of regret. "Sorry Oma, I can't seem to accompany Oma. I'm not feeling well, Oma."

Oma Widuri looked like someone who was shocked. "You sick Ta?" Oma Widuri is fiercely holding the face of the granddaughter-in-law like a mother who is seeing the condition of her child. "Oma take you to the hospital? We'll check into the hospital."

Oma Widuri put on a facial expression that was so anxious to her grand daughter-in-law.

I think you're really pregnant. Your face looks so cute, just like a young pregnant woman. Let's see how much longer you'll survive in this house.

Dita just shook her head slowly. "No need for Oma. Dita only needs a short rest, after that it will definitely recover soon."

"Is it really like that? But Oma is really worried about your state Ta. Take you to the hospital."

Like a grandmother who is so concerned about the health of the grandchild, Oma Widuri tried to offer to take Dita to the hospital. But in the inner oma Widuri, he hopes that Dita still rejects his offer and remains in the house.

Dita smiled thinly. "No need, Oma. I stay for a while rest will definitely be back healthy as usual. Now if Oma wants to go to the mall or to the salon, delivered mbok Darmi just the same Pak Kasim, huh?"

Oma Widuri slightly showed her disappointed expression. "Hmmmmm... I want to spend time with you, Ta. But how else? You look really unwell, so I was forced to go with Darmi and Kasim."

"I'm sorry Oma. Next time, Dita will accompany Oma for a walk."

"All right then. You just take a lot of rest Ta. Do not do heavy activities so that your body can recover as usual."

"Good Oma. I'll rest in the room."

Oma Widuri turned her body, waltzing out of Dita's room. An endless happy smile spread on the lips of the elderly woman.

Do whatever you want to do with Damar, Ta. I prepared a surprise for you. And this surprise will be the way for my granddaughter to divorce you. Enjoy your last moments in this house, Dita.

Not much different from oma Widuri, Dita also looked at the back of oma Widuri who began to disappear from the sight of her eyes with a big smile on her lips. This time he had time to make love with Damar very much, considering the grandmother would definitely spend time in the mall and salon in a very long duration. It could be until the afternoon the new grandmother will return home.

Finally, I had the opportunity to fulfill all my desires. I really miss your touch, Damar...

.

.

. connect...