The Love of the Duda

TCSD 7: Unloaded

The car driven by Kasim slowly began to leave the yard of the master's house. This time in the car, he brought the big madam and also a domestic assistant who had been his trust for decades.

"What are they going to do in there?"

Oma Widuri who was sitting in the backseat tried to open a chat with Kasim and also Darmi while circulating her gaze towards the street she was walking through.

Kasim and Darmi who were sitting on the front bench threw eyes at each other and both sniffed their shoulders as if they did not understand what the master was talking about.

"What does Madam mean? I really don't understand." replied Kasim still while focusing on the wheel.

Oma Widuri wastes a rough breath. "Will you guys do what my granddaughter-in-law did when her husband was out of the house?"

Kasim and Darmi both shook their heads. "No Madam, we know nothing at all."

"Huh y'all the same as me. I never thought at all that the woman had cheated my granddaughter out of the blue." Oma Widuri again sighed deeply. "Will you guys if all this time Dita has been playing serong with Damar?"

Kasim and Darmi were immediately aghast when they heard the words of the master. They did not expect to hear news like this.

"Ohhhhh...."

Oma Widuri who previously stared at the atmosphere on the road that she passed then linked her gaze towards Darmi. Darmi's words really disturbed his soul. "Well what, Mi? What do you know about Damar and Dita?"

"I should have heard the sighs in that room Nyah. But I ignored it because I thought it was the sound of an invisible being occupying the room."

Oma Widuri was getting excited about scraping information from this housekeeper she had. "Indeed since when do you often hear those sighs, Mi?"

Darmi seemed to be thinking like he was remembering something. "If not mistaken for the past two months Nyah. And I hear it more often at night, just before Lord God comes home from the office."

Oma Widuri nodded her head. "It turns out they've been playing behind for a long time. But if you've heard those sighs for a long time, why don't you just break down Mi's door?"

Oma Widuri thought that when Darmi heard the sighing sound of someone who was dissolved in the sea of their desires, he said, he immediately acted surely the rottenness of Dita will soon be exposed and maybe at this time the grandson has officially become a widower. And it's much better than the grandson being constantly played like this.

"At that time I was really afraid of Nyah, because I thought it was the sound of an unseen being being being stooping. That room is uninhabited, right? So every time I hear that voice, I just pass by.

"Hmmmmm... We'll see what they do today. I think my granddaughter will divorce Dita immediately if she finds out about the depravity that the woman did."

Darmi chirped. "God Lord really pity ya Nyah. Though the Lord God is very loving and affectionate to the young mistress, but it turns out that the young mistress is acting as if behind the master."

"I think Dita showed her real face. Where he could not be patient when God was facing the test of his life."

***

In a convection company making bras and underwear largest in the city of Bogor, seen Dewa is focusing on the laptop screen in front of him. His fingers are so agile dancing on the keyboard, e-mailing each other with investors who want to invest their capital in a company owned by Dewa.

PT. Widuri Under Wear, one of the company engaged in convection where all kinds of under wear are produced here. A company that decades ago has been founded by the grandmother and until now the company is still standing firmly thanks to the cold hands of the grandson who became his successor.

The gods are not the only grandchildren of Oma Widuri. Dewa has an older brother named Kunto Vishnu Aji who currently lives in Surabaya. Not at all interested in the company inherited by the grandmother, he chose to establish his own company engaged in property. He also has a companion named Indira Anarawati Anindya.

The god rests his back on the oversized chair he sits on. He slightly pinched his temple which felt dizzy. "Aaaahh... Why does my head feel so heavy? I feel like I want to rest at home soon."

The god moved from his sitting position. He decided to go home. He thought if he came home, the pain in his head would soon disappear. After meeting his beloved wife. The god stepped his foot, breezed out of his room.

Her footsteps swung towards a room, where Krishna, a man of her faith, was. Without wasting much time, the God entered just like that in Krishna's room.

"God!!! What are you doing, Chris!!!"

The god was shocked to death when he caught Krishna beating a woman on the sofa. The white blouse worn by the woman was already half-open. And featuring her smooth chest.

Krisna who was busy enjoying the chest of the woman was also no less surprised. Hurriedly he stood up from his position. And start to catch his breath.

"Wa, don't you have any manners? Why did you enter my room without knocking on the door first?"

Gods grieving. "Hey, I'm the owner of this company. So without knocking on the door of my subordinate's room I can enter the whole room here."

Krishna smiled in a slant. "But if it's like this, you're really intruding on my privacy Wa!"

Hearing the words down the department made Krisna's face turn pias. He drew closer to the God and began to put on his face.

"Ampun Wa's... Don't lower my job to be a toilet cleaner. Your time with me? I just couldn't hold back my desires, so I did this."

The god looked at Krishna's eyes cynically. "Are you so poor you can't rent a hotel to do that? And even do that in working hours like this?"

Krishna hit the shoulder of the God. "Hey, dear Lord God! It's lunch break, so I can do anything. And I'm eating my lunch, so there's nothing wrong, right?"

"That's a mistake your perverted brain Kris! Besides how can you do this kind of pervert, even though in this room there are a lot of CCTV?"

Krisna. "If it's that I don't have to worry. Look at those CCTV cameras!" Said Krisna while pointing towards the corner of the ceiling where the CCTV was installed.

The god can only shake his head while clucking. It turned out that the brain of his best friend and right hand was so brilliant, he closed the CCTV camera with a cloth, so that what he did in this room was not recorded at all.

"Truly pervert you Kris!"

Krishna is back. "Okay, I'm sorry about this. I won't do it again if I don't get scared." Krishna breathed deeply. "Ah yes, what business are you doing in my room?"

"I want to go home, so I ask for a while you handle all my work."

Krisna's forehead shriveled a little, because it was not usual for the big boss to come home during the day like this. "Are you not fit?"

The god just slicked his shoulder. "Looks like. My head feels heavy. And I want to rest at home."

"All right then. Go home. I'll replace you here."

Gods nodded. "Thank you." The god turned his body. As his hand touched the door lever, he momentarily fell silent. "Because you've been perverted in the office, this month I cut your pay seventy-five percent!"

"What?????? Hey don't joke you Wa!!"

While the gods are only indifferent. He just left Krishna's room.

***

Meanwhile, in a room that was so spacious and luxurious, Dita was lying on the bed. His body was plain, with no thread covering it. And a man of stout stature, put him in bed.

"Shhhhh.. Bebs... You are truly mighty. I've been to release three times. Even if you haven't arrived yet. I'm very satisfied Beb.... Sjsshhh....Ahhhh...."

Damar keeps on spurring Dita's body. "Eemmmmphhh .. Yours really favors Hon... I really like it. Ooohhh.... Eempphhh.... Are you ready to explode a fourth time?"

Dita nodded slowly while looking into Damar's eyes with a gaze full of desire. "Faster Beb... Let's get it together."

Damar also increasingly spur Dita's body with fast movements. As if to reach his goal soon. Tremors, moans and small screams echoed throughout the room that was Dita's private room with the Gods.

"Aaaaarrrgghhhhl Baby..."

"Aaaaarrrgghhhhl Honey....."

Both bodies shook violently. After that, both of them looked so weak. Damar's position is still downed Dita as she gives her sensual kisses on the face of the lover.

Ceklin...!!!!

!!!!!!!

The door to the room is open. Damar and Dita turned their heads towards the source of the voice. The two people who were struggling were immediately aghast with both eyes that had been perfectly wide.

"M-Mas God!!!"

"T-Tuaan!!!"

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