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Wildan just stared at the departure of Zoya who was dragged by Hans to get into the car. Mercy E class was also sliding at high speed leaving the house of his mother without saying goodbye.
On the way they were silent. But not with their hearts. The heart of the man who is currently rumbling is now difficult to control again. Meanwhile, Zoya's heart is terrified. She had never seen her husband this angry.
The car was parked carelessly in the courtyard of a luxury house dominated by white. Hans gets out first, the frightened Zoya becomes hesitant to get out of the car, making Hans come over and pull him out.
"Come, out! " Hans continued to pull Zoya's hand until his wife was overwhelmed by her long steps.
"You're happy to be held in such a hold, right? All right I'll show you more, so you don't let the other guy hold your body." Hans pulls Zoya's arm into the room.
The man who had been overcome by anger threw Zoya's small body onto the bed. Feelings of being lied to, betrayed and disappointed have closed his eyes. No more pity when he saw the gaze of plea from his wife.
"I'm sorry, Mom! By Allah, I have nothing to do with Ustad Wildan! He accidentally grabbed my arm. " It was clear Zoya with tears constantly melting on her face.
The man who was still filled with anger, did not budge. Forcibly opened his shirt until the buttons were splattered. Zoya who saw that frightened him, what else as the dead red face drew closer. Laying on, Zoya inched back to get away.
"Istighfar, Ma! Mas Hans misunderstood. "he said in a discordant voice. He was so frightened staring at the glare of sharp eyes that were currently pouring down on him.
"Don't, Mum! I'm begging... Hik hik! " the little body trembled in fear as the muscular body approached and opened its veil.
Zoya tries to hold back Hans's hand which will unbutton her shirt. And it even made Hans pull Zoya's shirt and make the chest open. Instantly, Zoya crossed her arms in front of her chest with her hands that were increasingly trembling with fear.
"Why? Are you afraid I'm touching you? You want that jerk who touched you? " hans snapped the little body under him.
One hand locks both of Zoya's small arms together until they can't move anymore.
"I beg you to let me go, Mom! " the cry was no longer considered. Hans keeps touching and me****white mom and her forehead, making Zoya even more weeping. Fear and disappointment over her husband's attitude keeps Zoya crying.
Hans already did not care, other than the long-lasting desire and jealousy, making the man arrogantly overgrow his wife's body. His hands moved to stretch Zoya's legs, moaning and sighing Zoya's soft voice makes it even more crazy especially when the body is wriggling puffing his white chest makes Hans do not want to stop to touch and even squeeze the part that increasingly makes the ga** it exploded.
Like there is no satisfaction when touching and fondling every inch of white and supple skin belongs to Zoya. Not to forget, he also left many red marks on every part of the body that made his desire even more crazy.
If it wasn't for his juniors who already wanted to explode, the man would still want to touch and say***bui every inch of white skin and that still toned and supple part of the body. The usual body covered with loose clothing was able to make him flinch when emblazoned with the form of authenticity.
"ARRRGHHHHHH. "the loud screeches were heard echoing in the room of the luxurious room, as the missile pierced through the defensive fort. Hans continued to fulfill his desire without realizing his wife's moans and cries.
He ended his final release by hugging the already unmoved body. Zoya could only sob in order to endure all the pain her husband was giving her. Her innocent body curled up in fear with a pain that almost made her faint.
Hans immediately cleaned himself up. Guilt begins to arise when his body is under the shower. His brain and his feelings returned to normal.
After cleaning himself up Hans chose to be alone in his study. After doing that moral A deed, there was a sense of guilt upon seeing the small body curl up sobbing. Hans was stunned in the study, several times he took a deep breath. Right now, he did not know how to deal with Zoya.
Zoya's stint, a request for mercy full of pity, even he replied with insults and insults. "What is my heart made of? " summer in the heart. The man scooped his face violently regretting what he had done. The loud screeching was like echoing in the ears leaving a sense of guilt that haunted him.
"Sir... Mr Hans! Sister Zoya....! " bi Muna's voice sounded nervous with her hands constantly pounding on Hans' room. Hans moved with anxiety to open the door of his study.
"Sir Zoya fell down the stairs. " Bi Muna's sentence made Hans immediately run to find his wife. And right, that body was already drooping weakly downstairs.
"Zoya, wake up Zoy...!" call Hans in a panicked voice. Hans directly carried the weak body towards the room. He saw the bag on the third step. Maybe Zoya will go, he thought.
"Zoe.... Wake up! " Hans puts Zoya's body on the bed. He then called Anastasya to go to his house. Hans looked very anxious when Anas' doctor examined his wife.
"Call my driver here, Hans." said Anas no less anxious about Zoya's condition. Moreover, he was not so sure about the wound that Zoya fell from the stairs.
"Sir, please get this from my practice room. Ask Mama if you do not understand. "let Anas tell the driver by giving a note paper.
"How, Nas? " asked Hans anxiously Anas expected an answer that relieved him.
"You're outrageous. What if your wife's blood vessel breaks? Or an infection due to a wound? You forced him, right? It's the first time and you raped her. " This time Anas was really angry with his friend.
"Should have been taken to the hospital. But no, it will make your household problems grow worse. " explained Anas, he asked his driver to take some tools that will take care of Zoya at home only.
" There's better be someone to take care of Zoya. I'm sure he's also been psychologically affected. " Hearing Anas' words made Hans sit down. He rubbed his face rough. It never occurred to him if the consequences would be like this.
His hand immediately rubbed the corner of his watery eyes. Regret now filled his soul space. Yes, he hurt the soul and body of someone he was supposed to protect.
"Why Zoya? " The voice sounded. Shanti was already standing in front of the room door when Anas set up the infusion. His face was shocked when he saw his son-in-law unconscious.
"You did Zoya, Hans! " collapsed by pulling the boy's shirt. Anger he could not stand, when he saw the condition of Zoya who was unconscious and now attached an infusion in his hand.
He passed the recitation unsettled at the thought of his son pulling on Zoya's arm in anger. After the event was over, he immediately left Ale with his maid and slid into this house.
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Hae hae othor ngumpet lah.... afraid in gruduk readers I loveaaahhh.... hahaha mapelnya no romantic romantic 😂😂😂😂. Stop by Yuk in 'Mind Orange' has not stopped by the story gk less exciting lo