The Love of Zarania

Section 109

"Where are you from?" for the second time Zara asked again but the question seemed as if only a wind then for the man who was now on his body drowned the face in the niche of his neck giving a warm breath that vibrated the sensitivity of a person woman.

There was no sound coming out of the man's mouth above his body, only a snort of bated breath, he said, Zara can feel the breath and the touch of a chewy object that starts to touch her neck she closes her eyes feeling every touch with her hand that embraces her neck.

There was nothing Zara could think of but that maybe her husband was no longer angry with her, didn't the treatment she did show that? which woman will not be lulled afterwards with a touch from the man she loves to give more flexibility to the man in order to do what the man wants.

Started to live every touch until his nose just realized the smell of the husband is very different, and, the scent of a perfume that was so masculine pierced his nose made the frown start to remember that during Davi's knowledge, his nose was never served by the smell of a masculine perfume like this, her husband preferred the delicate fragrance of perfume and Zara liked it very much.

Zara's heart began to beat fast with bated breath as her hands moved down touching the man's jacket on it, again thinking that just when the husband left wearing a shirt, he said, his hands moved to the front to confirm what the man was wearing.

Moving slowly on the man's body makes sure it is a button that is touched, but Zara's face becomes very stiff when her hands do not touch the small round objects in the man's clothes.

In the midst of confusion and fear, his hand accidentally touched the head of the man intending to distance himself, stopped what the man was doing but his hands felt instead that the man was wearing hair oil, very wet hair.

"It's not Davi, Davi never wears hair oil," inner Zara with breath that was already irregular right when the HP on the table rang made Zara turn her head and would just stick out her hand but the man on her body instead held back and held tightly to his hand not letting him take HP.

Everything in the man shows that she is someone else, not her husband makes Zara try to push hard on him.

"Why Za?" finally the man made his voice.

"You really aren't Davi!" peekik Zara while trying to get out of bed but the mysterious man was even faster to hold his movement holding both legs to hold him back from going anywhere.

"Who are you!" exclaim Zara with a rising voice, indeed, no illumination made Zara seem blind because there was only darkness before her eyes but even so she knew that she was in a dangerous condition, she was with a man she didn't know in the room.

The sound of breathing is so heavy, breathing like a person who is very disappointed because it has been forgotten by the woman he likes so far. "You've completely forgotten me, Za?" Ask the man who is now starting to approach again when Zara has been trying to move away until her back has been held back by the bed rest, staying in place because it can not move backward.

Zara tried to remember the voice in front of her but she really did not remember anything, the voice of the man in front of her was very unfamiliar in her sense of hearing, Zara felt like she had never heard any kind of sound and certainly the owner of the voice that was making her in this frightening state.

Already unwilling to think about who this crazy man in front of him made Zara finally decide to shout for help from anyone who was especially Mr. Grace who was standing guard outside, making Zara finally decide to shout for help from anyone who was there, especially Mr. Grace who was standing guard outside, without Zara knowing that her housekeeper was not there.

"Stop yelling Za! Or I'll do another crazy thing!" threaten the man to stop Zara screaming.

Zara didn't care because what she had in mind right now was to save herself from a man she didn't know, her feet constantly rebelling with hands that were already tightly grasping glass cups, she said, intending to hit the head of the mad man in front of him.

"Since I have always held back, until my patience runs out, I am so unwilling to see another man touch your body that should only be mine" the man began to say his heart.

Zara's eyes widened and quickly hit the man's forehead with a glass, the glass broke instantly with the man moving backwards as well as the growl from his mouth that felt pain on his forehead as well as the liquid that slowly came out, he knew it was blood.

"Abian, don't be like this Abian," said Zara frantically, the one in her mind right now was Abian's name even though yesterday when they met Abian apologizing to her, saying she won't try to get close to Zara again knowing that Zara already has a husband, but isn't that just camouflage? for Zara to believe him, although the voice of the man in front of her is different from Abian's, but still only Abian is the only one he will make a suspect.

Zara certainly did not want to accuse this man is Ipul because Zara is very familiar with the voice of Ipul is also fragrant from his friend, even though the last time Ipul did outrageous acts on him, he said, but didn't Ipul promise that he would forget all the feelings that the man had for him to move on.

But a moment later Zara's accusation was answered by the response of the man in front of her.

"Abian?" the man laughed cynically. "Aren't you very beautiful Za, I didn't think it was wrong to love you for so many years and instead you added another rival for me!"

The atmosphere warmed up when Zara heard the man continue his words, all his confessions that loved her all this time and Zara also realized that the man was not Abian either! because the man said that Zara used to like him while Abian from the beginning until now Zara did not even put feelings on Abian.

"Who are you!?" zara's jolt was angry because she didn't even know who the crazy man who was stalking her had been.

Instead of answering the man instead laughed disdainfully, belittling the woman who was trembling in fear faced him.

"I'll remind you!" exclaimed the man after wiping the blood from his forehead and back piercing Zara quickly, so fast that Zara did not have time to dodge, of course no lighting made him really like a blind man.

The woman tried to kick, punch, scratch the crazy man nearby, do whatever it takes to help himself with all the persuasions that the man will stop the depraved deed of the man even though the persuasion is ended and turned into a mockery and all insults and threats.

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