The Primadona Malam

Guests Not Invited

Karen felt lonely living in her house. It has been almost two months, Natasha lived in Jogja to study. While her husband, ah somehow lately her husband is always overtime in the office. Sometimes not even going home. The tender he had won in Dubai the other day, forced the husband to work hard until he spent the night in the office.

Karen's busy at the boutique to eliminate her loneliness, unable to repel the loneliness perfectly. Because in fact, Karen still feels lonely.

"Oh my God .. Why has my life become like this?" muttered Karen stared at her reflection in the makeup mirror. For a moment, Karen performed her body care ritual before going to bed.

When Karen was engrossed in front of an ornamental mirror, her phone suddenly shook. A WhatsApp message notification, logged in on his phone. Karen glanced at the sender of the message.

"Bella?" Karen muttered. "Ish, what's Bella sending at this hour?" he added while glancing at the clock above the nightstand.

With a single swipe, Karen unlocks the screen of her phone. He also opened a picture message from one of his boutique designer team.

Deg-deg-deg!

Karen's heart beat fast when she saw the photo sent by her subordinates and best friends. A photo in which there is the husband who is leaning spoiled on a young woman.

Isn't this your husband? bella wrote under the photo.

Karen can't wait long. His fingers felt stiff for him to use typing. A second later, he called his best friend.

"Hello! Where are you?" ask Karen as soon as the phone is connected.

"I'm on the road, Ren. Again follow your husband's car" replied Bella across the phone.

"What's? So is that really Bram's?" ask Karen to make sure.

"Ish, how could I have mistaken people. The car is also exactly the same as the car given from the deceased papa you once were," said Bella.

"Where's the move?" Karen asked back.

"The car turned towards Shanrila's apartment. Does your husband have an apartment there?" Bella asked back.

"Know me, no" replied Karen.

"Is that maybe his apartment?" bella.

Again, Karen's heart was racing. Jealousy, anger, curiosity, everything becomes one. Her chest rumbled violently.

"Please shareloc address her apartment, Bel. Now I'm out, too" asked Karen.

After hearing the okay answer from her best friend, Karen then disconnected the phone.

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"All the ingredients are there, right, honey?" asked Alfaruk, the tip of his eyes glanced at Niram who was still engrossed in reading the recipes of his request on the mobile phone screen.

Niram glanced at the groceries that had been placed in the back seat.

"It looks like it's complete, Mas" replied Niram.

"Are you able to cook Japanese food?" ask Alfaruk to tease the woman.

"Try it first, Mas. Niram, I don't know if I haven't tried. Hmm, I hope it works, but if it doesn't work .. don't get mocked, yes" Niram said in a speech.

Ah, the voice that Alfaruk misses every night.

"Already, Nir. We buy the ready-to-eat ones. From your hands smell fishy later," persuaded Alfaruk.

"Ish, faucet water, there's still plenty, Mas. What is so hard to do is wash your hands. Yes, Mas diem aja .. Anyway Niram guarantee will not fail," continued Niram.

Alfaruk is addicted to Niram services. Whether it is a born ministry, or an inner service.

Arriving at the apartment, Alfaruk immediately parked his car. He then helped Niram to bring the groceries they had bought at the supermarket.

Entering elevator. Niram pressed down on the 9th floor. Without them noticing, a pair of eyes kept watching their movements.

"Ish, Mas .." sizzled Niram as Alfaruk sniffed the niche of his neck inside an elevator.

"Hehehe, little darling," replied Alfaruk, chuckling.

"But this is a public place, Mas. Anyone can enter at any time" refused Niram gave an excuse.

What Niram said was indeed true, but Alfaruk was already unable to control his desires.

"It hurts so much, Nir," lamented Alfaruk with a face that began to turn red.

Niram felt sorry to see Alfaruk's reaction. He could only rub those firm jaws. Trying to win something that has been volatile to the crown.

Ting!

The elevator doors open. Niram and Alfaruk accelerate their steps to get to the unit.

Arrive at the apartment unit that has been almost three weeks Niram occupied. Alfaruk, store rough items of his groceries on the table. Quickly, both hands shouldered me Niram in bridal style.

"Ish, Mum! Humph ... umh ...."

Niram was no longer able to resist. As fast as lightning, those sensual lips had grabbed and melu'mat exhausted his tiny lips.

Brugh!

Human couples who are adrift by the age of about 30 years, began to fall on the bed. Agilely, they strip each other of the cloth attached to the body of his partner. Sculpture that is still in a patch, making Niram's body feel hot. The two twin hills that were still chewy and dense, made Alfaruk's blood rustle violently.

Alfaruk immediately lunged at Niram who was still sitting on the bed. No doubt, the two began to struggle to give the sensation of pleasure to each other.

Satisfied and mutually satisfying! Only that sentence kept echoing until they did all the ways to make it happen.

An hour passed. Both men were bathed in sweat. Moaning pleasure as if not wanting to end from the pace of the race. Until many times, great moans echoed in the room whose bed was already messy due to the actions of the two people.

Until suddenly ... the buzzer sound of Niram's apartment began to buzz. The sound stopped their hot activities.

"Are you inviting someone?" Investigate Alfaruk.

"Sorry, Mas. I didn't know that tonight you'd be here, so me and Ms. Yura were planning to watch Drakor here" Niram's great-grandson. "I forgot to say to Ms. Yura that now Mas spends the night here" he added slowly.

Alfaruk looked a little annoyed by Niram's attitude. However, he himself could not blame Niram completely. Alfaruk himself forgot to give the news first if he wanted to stay at his lover's apartment.

"Yes, meet him there and tell him to come home!" Alfaruk's Order.

Niram nodded. Just wrapped in a blanket, he got off the bed to meet Yura.

Niram frowned both of his eyebrows when he did not see Yura in the living room. In fact, with the sophistication of technology installed in this apartment, Niram has opened the door remotely.

Ah, maybe Yura is having trouble bringing her groceries. Didn't he just say, he wants all the fridge stuff shopping, Niram's unsuspecting mind, opens the door to his apartment.

Niram surprised. He did not recognize his uninvited guest.

"Sorry, find who?"