
Ayunindya was silent as she looked at her master who was treating her wound, there was a warm feeling radiating in her body. The man showed so much care that he realized one thing.
"Conscious, Nindya! This is not love, but a form of love for you. This man has taken your crown." Nindya woke up from her daydream. What Loly said was true, the ash-upik will never be queen.
Immediately, Nindya pulled her arm.
"It's okay." He said after successfully releasing his hand from the master's grasp.
"Can't I treat your wound until it heals?"
"But it's okay."
"Then treat my wound."
Hygiene ... It was like there was no life in that room. Nor does Nindya know what to do.
"Master go, I don't want anyone to know that you're here." Nindya drove the master out of her own house.
"This is my parents' house, you have no right to kick me out. Didn't you promise to treat my wound until it's gone?"
Nindya was not aware of his words earlier, would not the bruise would take a long time to leave no color?
"Why silence? Ayok did? Shouldn't I treat your wounds, so you're the one who did that to me."
Andra gave the cloth to Nindya to immediately compress the bruise on the shoulders and back. And finally, Nindya had to do that. They were in the same room for quite a while.
"Master, it's night. Shouldn't you go home and continue at home? You can ask Miss Aileen to do this."
Andra turned her body around, she did not like Nindya to mention Aileen's name. The girl who had cheated him raw.
"You'll never know what I'm feeling, Nindya."
"I mean, Mister?" Nindya did not understand because she did not know what happened to her master.
Something stuck in his heart, where he couldn't tell Nindya. He could not possibly say that he was disappointed in Aileen who was no longer holy. And he got it all from himself, Nindya who had given him her crown. He should be the one who has more right over him.
"Let me take responsibility for what I do."
"Why are you so stubborn, I've been saying it since the beginning. Master doesn't need responsibility, don't you feel sorry for your wife? If you marry me, then you've betrayed your own marriage."
"You don't know how sinful I am, Nindya," Andra said. "I'm sorry if I have to be determined by all my actions." she said.
"Do you know, Nindya. There was a feeling I had long since grown up with, the intention of marrying Aileen was to forget about you. But that night happened and I have to take responsibility. Don't make me a sinful man with this."
"But ... There's a lot of things that I can't take, you're married."
Andra turned her body, she looked at Nindya's beautiful face. And the girl just bowed down not daring to look at her master. Andra raised the chin of the girl.
"Didn't you have feelings for me?"
Nindya shook her head in response.
"Don't lie, if you don't have feelings for me why didn't you reject me back then, huh? You returned my kisses and treatment, didn't you?"
Despite being drunk, Andra remembers the incident a little even if only briefly.
"I'm just a khilaf, and I've forgotten that. So please don't bring up the matter again, sir."
"No, Nindya. I wouldn't let this happen, if you were pregnant how?"
Hearing that, Nindya looked at her master's face. The look happened back. Andra brought her face closer to a few centimeters. Almost their lips touched if Nindya did not turn her face.
"Sorry, Nindya. I don't mean to be rude." Andra pulled her body a little away from the girl, she glanced at the watch in her hand as it was getting late. Andra decided to go home.
Andra came out through the window, like a wandering thief.
Nindya breathed a sigh of relief, but how to avoid it? The man said he would be back tomorrow night.
"How's this? If Mr. Andra came here every day, the house people would know. Ah yes, I will ask permission to accelerate my return to the village." Not wanting much thought, he went to sleep tonight.
* * *
The night is getting late.
Aileen had been waiting for her husband to come home since then she kept calling her husband's number. But not active, even she had asked her mother-in-law if her husband was there? The answer he expected was not as he wished.
"Where are you?" Aileen pacing in the living room. Shortly after, he heard the sound of a car entering the house.
Clamps, the main door opens from the outside. And Aileen was approaching immediately.
"Where to from? Why just got home?" aileen asked him in front of Andra.
"There's business outside." Andra replied as she continued walking towards the room, and Aileen continued to follow.
* * *
Upon arrival in the room, Andra rested her body. Nindya's punch was enough to make her sick.
"Basic bar-bar," murmured Andra.
"Bar-bar, you mean?" Aileen heard her husband's words.
"You misheard, it's been a night of sleep."
Instead of sleeping, Aileen was groaning around her body.
"Sleep, Aileen."
"Why? Are you still unable to accept me? I'm your wife, I deserve it." Aileen increasingly gave a touch on the chest of that field aggressively.
"Why do you always ask me to do that? Even though you already know the answer, I do not accept used goods! Maybe if I had known from the beginning I wouldn't have accepted this match."
Andra didn't care about Aileen, instead she slipped her body under the blanket.
"Look, you're going to bend your knees, Andra!" inner later.
There was an unresolved feeling tonight, Aileen, a woman who couldn't help herself if she wanted to struggle in bed. As he moved from his place, he went to the living room to contact someone.
"My husband won't touch me" Aileen said on her phone. "And I want it." With his voice he spoke. Aileen Tife woman who is arguably crazy se*s.
"I will satisfy you, come to my place. I'm glad to welcome you, baby."
Aileen's relationship with Adam allows her to get a touch from him. Adam himself has not been able to forget Aileen as his lover, the man even hopes Andra does not touch him.
Unbeknownst to Andra, Aileen goes to meet her lover who is in an apartment not far from her residence.
"And you too I can still get that touch, Andra. For you, I'm gonna find a way to get you to touch me." Mumpung still a lot of time until the morning, he was in a hurry to meet his lover.
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