THE PEBINOR

Chapter 20 - THE PEBINOR

In the afternoon, Dion came home with his usual face, tangled as fast as a fishing line. Even the tangled uniform that Dion wore, was inferior to the man's disheveled face.

Dion scrunched his forehead as he looked at the food container on the living room table, complete with sambel in a small bowl.

'Where can Melisa buy this much food from, where does she have the money?' Inner Dion, of course he was astonished. He gave his wife some mediocre money, but why could she cook a nice menu. 

Only 20 thousand dollars? As the woman said. But the evidence? Jesus, Dion's mind is starting to go everywhere.

"Home home, Mom?" Melisa asked, the woman just came out of the bathroom with her knee-length towel. 

"Hmmm.." Dion only cleared her throat in response, Melisa also sniffed her shoulders indifferently and went into the room. However, Melisa did not expect that Dion would also enter the room.

"Well?"

"Pake nanya, why? This is also my room." Dion answered, he put down his jacket and took a towel and went out of the room. 

Seeing that, Melisa breathed her a sigh of relief, she thought that her husband would ask for her rations, but luckily she did not. After all, he was still not clean, even though it was just a flek but still it was dirty.

Melisa doesn't want to take a headache, she takes her home-based negligee, and puts it on immediately. After that, she combed her hair, then put on her favorite nude-colored lipstick, also Arvin's favorite. Even this lipstick, Arvin was the one who bought it for him. Such was the young man's concern for Melisa. 

"Where do you have the money to buy those menus?" Dion asked as she saw Melisa coming out of the room.

"From tuyul." 

"That's true when asked!"

"I buy a side dish so, because if I cook for myself the time will not be enough, after all 20 thousand money is enough to buy what the hell is today?" Melisa answered while sweeping the body lotion on her legs and hands. 

"Hmm, that's it."

"Money to shop tomorrow, where?" Melisa asked, raising her hand. Dion snorted, then took out one blue note and gave it to his wife.

"Enough that." 

"But.."

"I came home late in the afternoon, so it's just for you. I'll eat at school, a lot of people cook there." Answer Dion.

"Ohh, okay."

"I'll be pretty busy the next week, probably going home a little bit too. Mostly I go home to change clothes to take a shower, then go again." 

"Well?"

"Yes, you have to stay there." Answer Dion ketus.

"Hmm, is that it? Okay, it's up to you. Don't forget to bring wind oil, later you catch wind if you don't bring it soan." 

"Yes." Yeah." The man's reply was short and dense, also clear. 

After that, there was no more talk. Both of her compact speechless, Melisa was busy with her thoughts, as was Dion who was thinking about her wife's change over the past few days.

Starting from wearing makeup, such as lipstick even though in the morning, masceran before going to bed, also wear skincare. Wh-wh-what for? Though ordinary, Melisa never wear such items. 

He does like to see his wife change, making his eyes less colorful. But the question is, where did Melisa get all those things? If you buy it with your own money, the taste is impossible. 

Because, he always gave his wife the fitting money. Just to shop for groceries for one day, tomorrow if it runs out he will give again. So, where did Melisa get those things? Is it possible that Melisa has another man willing to buy those things?

'It's impossible, right, if Melisa cheated? This woman is too shy to be able to play dumbly behind me.' Inner Dion while glancing at Melisa who was cool snacking onion nuts from inside the jar.

'Anyway, does anyone want to be the same kind of a dirty woman as her? But, Melisa if the pole must be beautiful.' 

'Aisshh, what the fuck is with my mind. Never mind, don't fuck around. Melisa can't do that kind of thing, who else? Even you're single like Arvin, he doesn't feel like he wants Melisa.' Inner Dion while smiling sinisterly looked at his wife.

"I'll take a shower first."

"Hmmm." Melisa replied with just her deheman alone, the man got up from his seat, while carrying a towel that was on the sash on his shoulder.

"What a strange man, it's more surprising why I just realized that he's weird, huh?" Melisa muttered while shaking her head. 

In short, Dion went on his motorcycle, bringing supplies from home and a mat for his bed later there. Arvin who saw the man leaving smiled sweetly, he would infiltrate Melisa's house again later. But before that, she had to take a shower first so that Melisa would be comfortable if she hugged him later.

With cheerful steps, even while whistling, Arvin enters the bathroom and cleanses his body. It didn't take long, only about fifteen minutes, Arvin was done with his bathing ritual. The man came out of the bathroom with his knee-length towel, water from his hair dripping onto the floor.

"His hair should be in the cold first, in order not to drip anywhere." Said someone who surprised Arvin. 

"Lho, dear. How are you here?" Arvin asked when he saw Melisa already sitting on the sofa with her legs raised next door. 

"Hehe, why is it? Can't you?" Melisa asked while chuckling.

"Yes, that's not it, baby. I was going to your house, but you came here first." Arvin replied with a chuckle, the young man decided to sit next to Melisa. 

"Hmm, because Dion's gone already." 

"Yaudah, so we can spoiled dong?" 

"Maybe, he's not coming home tonight. He said he'd sleep at school."

"Well?" Arvin asked, his hands had infiltrated the naughty into the negligee worn by Melisa.

"Say there's a camp there, for a week." 

"Huh, camp? A week?" Asked Arvin again with a frowning frown in wonder. The feeling when he passed through the school area yesterday, there was no event.

"Yes, camp. So during this one week, Mas Dion will rarely go home. That's the word, why?" Ask Melisa.

"What a hell, that. It's just it." 

"Ohh, jeez. It's your hand and you know the place?" Melisa asked as she patted Arvin's cheeky creeping hand on her chest.

"Hehe, it's really tempting. It's thick, chewy, tender, warm again." Replied Arvin, his head leaning spoiled on Melisa's shoulder.

"You smell good, what kind of soap?" Arvin asked while sniffing the scent on Melisa's neck.

"Just the rose scent soap doang, that." 

"Can't smell her cake gini huh? Make nafssu." Arvin said in Melisa's ear, her wet hoarse voice made Melisa's hair goosebumps because the young man's voice sounded very sexy to Melisa.

"Dihh, it's her wake up." Point Melisa towards the towel that looks bulging.

"You see no? In a swab, huh?" Pinta Arvin, she pulls Melisa's hand and directs her down, precisely to her already inflate juniors, her size enlarging several times that of her usual.

Arvin opens his towel knot, making his junior plastered perfectly, brandishing with his dashing. Large, long, also veined. Making Melisa's core twitch spoiled, just because looking at her alone had made her wet.

"Dear, how? Big right?" Arvin asked as he moved Melisa's hand up and down at her junior. Arvin closes his eyes, Melisa's delicate hand rubbing makes her light.

"Shhhh.." 

"Yes son?" Melisa asked, at Arvin who was still leaning spoiled on her shoulders.

"Heem, yes, dear. It's delicious." Replied Arvin spoiledly, he let Melisa's hand move up and down wiping her weapon, whereas he also focused with his activities on Melisa's chest, kneading the chewy mound gently.

Juan kissed Melisa's lips gently, rubbing her lower and upper lips in turn. Melisa also reciprocates every treatment Arvin on his body, a good response makes Arvin increasingly forget himself, as well as Melisa.

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