THE PERPETRATOR (You Cheated, I'm Two)

Andrian's Treatments

Naya awoke from her sleep, rubbing her eyes, even yawning. Naya felt a burden pressing on her waist and she realized that all night Andrian did not let go of his embrace from Kanaya's body.

Andrian hugged his body so tightly that there was no distance. Slowly Naya released a stocky hand that was coiled around her waist.

Instead of slacking off, the embrace was getting harder. "Don't go, baby. I still want to be like this first," Andrian murmured still closed.

Naya's heart was pounding fast in the arms of her second husband. "Oh heart, please calm down, I don't want him to hear your gurgle!" his mind regulates the breath.

"A-Al, I have to cook for our breakfast. Please let me go!" ogre.

"Let's have breakfast later, I want to keep hugging you."

"Aldo, Andrian, please let me go! I want to cook for breakfast," said Naya.

Andrian loosened his arms opened his eyes to look at the face of the woman in his arms.

"Good morning my little wife, Cup..." Andrian kissed his wife's forehead and it made Naya's face meet red.

Andrian shifted Naya's body so that it stretched out and blocked her wrist and then placed it near Naya's head.

"I want your breakfast" he said again kissing and matting Naya's lips.

"Al, what are you doing?! You kissed me when you woke up, you're so slovenly!" pekik Naya pushes the chest plan of the field.

"Now you have to get used to getting an impromptu attack from me because maybe every time, every minute, every time my perverted soul thrashed around if near you," he said, removing the hair that blocked part of Naya's face.

Naya blushed and shuddered in horror, she pushed hard Andrian's body until he fell to the side and then moved from the bed to walk to the bathroom.

"Kanaya," called him and Naya turned her head.

"Thank you for forgiving me." Andrian smiled, flinging his little wife's teasing eyes.

Naya did not answer, she threw away her face because her face was getting red and then she went to the bathroom.

Andrian smiled at the ceiling of the bedroom. "My little wife" she said, leaving the bathroom in the bathroom in the kitchen to speed up the time.

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"August, Jenn. I'm sorry I'm having a bad time" said Naya, seeing Jenni in the kitchen struggling with cooking utensils.

"For my sister-in-law, you take it easy, I understand. My brother must not let you out, right?"

Naya looked down embarrassed, "What should I help you with?" the question removes shame.

"You take care of my brother first, he's spoiled for certain people. He will call you soon." Jenni said she made milk and toast.

Chequek.....

"Dear lady, please get my clothes ready!" pinta Andrian out of the kitchen bathroom.

Naya turned her head, her eyes not blinking to see Andrian who had taken a bath. The water that soaks her hair drips adds to the cool impression. The chest of the checkered field made it even hotter the cold wanted to touch it.

Andrian rubbed his hair in a small towel and wiped the part of his body that still felt wet. He who was looking down dried his hair tilted his head slightly and looked up at Naya who was still unmoved.

"I know that I'm handsome, so you don't have to be fascinated like that."

"Huh, what the hell?" Naya regained her senses and circulated her gaze turning a face that was already flushed with shame to be found staring in admiration at her husband.

"Ready clothes!"

"U-already." replied Naya looking down nervously. Jenni shook her head looking at her brother's frown and Naya's nervousness.

"But I want you to use it!"

"Well! i-i?"

"Yes you, remember, a wife must obey her husband as long as the husband does not tell her in his obedience and the paradise of a wife is in the husband so you must...."

"Yes, yes, I know what," replied Naya scowling snatched angrily and stepped first leaving Andrian and Jenni.

"Sister, you're such a prank. Look Naya's face is so red and funny" Jenni chuckled.

"But I like it" Andrian answered with a faint smile.

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"Ekheemmm."

Naya glared shut her mouth occasionally hitting her small mouth. "Mouth lemes, what not-don't in terror me huh? what if he's horrified?" his inner.

"What did you do to me?"

"I-I don't know anything."

"When you talk here, look at the person's face! husband's talk wife's behind her."

Slowly Naya turned her body over.as still lowered her head in fear and shame. "Sorry."

"You're the law!"

"Well?!" Naya looked surprised. "Kok in the law? what am I wrong?"

"You're cursing at me and saying I'm fucking you have to punish me as heavily, you're already disrespectful to your own husband" Andrian said, draping his hand in the chest.

"Then what should I do?" Naya resigned, dodging was free because Andrian heard it.

"Kiss me!"

"Huh?! I don't want to!" refuse to firmly turn your face.

"Eeietttsss, the wife must obey what the husband says! Do you want God to be angry with you for refusing your husband's orders? later hit by punishment, the punishment of the wife is not obedient to the husband," he said smiling.

Naya shuddered. "No, amit-amit is doomed."

"She kissed me as a punishment because you've cursed her husband behind her!"

Naya let out her rough breathing. He closed his eyes and cup, as quickly as lightning he kissed Andrian's cheek. Naya's face turned red, not daring to look at Andrian.

"I didn't tell you to kiss her on the cheek, repeat again!" his word has laughed. He likes to prank his little wife let alone see her red face.

"Isshh, you said kiss and I follow him now say it again, what do you want?" said Naya pouting.

Andrian pulled his wife's waist down until there was no distance. His right hand he pinned to the nape then kissed the lips that had become opium for him.

Slowly he began to release. "Sweet as you are" he said, hugging Naya's tiny body.

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Tristan Residence

"Emily, get some clothes for me!" peekkik Tristan from the bathroom.

Emily did not hear because her ear was stuck in a headset listening to music while painting her fingernails.

Tristan exited the bathroom looking at the empty bed with no clothes ready to wear.

And she looked up at the couch where Emily was cool with her can of nails. Tristan pulls the headset out of Emily's ear.

"Honey, what the hell are you doing?!"

"Emily, I told you to prepare my work clothes but you're cool yourself."

"Weighing clothes should I be the one to dress? you can take it yourself without having to be prepared. I'm busy, "he replied.

"You are a wife, the duty of the wife to serve the husband, prepare all the needs of the husband and prepare food for her husband."

"Honey, I'm not the maid who has to serve you all the time, besides I'm four months pregnant and the doctor says, I can't move too much."

"Just with a lot of moving your content will be stronger. Move in the sense of doing activities that make the husband happy. Not just lazing around, Naya never complained if I told you this."

Emily looks. "Why do you always compare me to your ugly wife? I'm not the one you want to tell. If you want to tell me, you can find a maid, not me!"

"Yes at least you're sure I'm the cake for our breakfast! Don't just use my money to pray." Tristan said he went to the dressing room.

"Naya again, Naya again, why the hell should Nayaaaa Mulu be my rival? though it was divorced but still remember the pimply cupu," murmured Emily upset.

"I must make him reckon so as not to poison Tristan's mind."

Seriate....