The Thing About Violet's

Serious Talk

"Do you know him?" Deo turned to Mada.

Mada shook her head without taking her eyes off the laptop screen.

"This woman's face is most similar to the sketch drawings made by Vio. He's an ex-convict. Jailed for ten years for drug abuse. She used to work as a nurse in China. One hospital with your Papa, Ivan Goh"

Deo read the caption on his laptop screen.

"Fang Yin's. I seem to have heard that name but where? Fang Yin?" mumam Mada's.

"He went to prison on charges from Elmo Elruno?" Mada read along with the information and then they met.

"It's only fitting that Mr. Elmo Elruno has me reopen the case and start investigating"

"But why did Mr Elmo Elruno tell you to? why not Chery's mom?" Mada looked back at the laptop screen.

"Both asked me to reopen this case" Deo said.

"Well, have you ever worked in an office with this woman? I have to see my Papa then" said Mada. "I'll be home tomorrow"

"But wait a minute! Not necessarily this woman who killed your Mama. He only met your mother in a dawet telasih shop, it does not mean he is the killer we have been looking for all this time" Deo said.

"But at least I'll move first based on these instructions. If it's stuck, I'll look for clues again"

Violet appeared with wet hair and the wild fantasies in Mada's mind started to wriggle back. Mada continued to stare at Violet with her chest up and down resisting passion. A new fact he discovered, that Violet looks more beautiful and sexy when Violet looks wet.

Deo patted Mada on the shoulder, "Hey! what are you daydreaming about, huh? Violet invites us to start breakfast, instead of gawking around"

Mada stuttered, "Oh! Uh! that, um, I'm laper so dumb, hehehehe, let's have breakfast!" Mada walks ahead of Deo and Violet to cover her face which starts to blush because, passion is wrapped in shame.

Arriving at the dinner table, Mada dodged looking for sambal and then looked at Violet, "No chili?"

"Nothing" said Violet relaxed as she was busy taking rice, vegetables, and side dishes for herself.

Mada.sighing a long breath, "Kok not nyambel? less tasty eating chicken soup without soy sauce"

"Males. I don't like and hate nguleg" said Violet as she turned and walked into the living room to sit and start eating.

"Well, eat what is there. So guys also can't be baffled about food" said Deo while taking rice, vegetables, and side dishes for himself.

"It's not baffles but, umang not delicious if eating vegetable soup without soy sauce" Mada pursed her lips while walking towards the middle room following Violet then she sat in front of Violet.

Deo smiled and shaking his head he walked up to Mada and sat down next to her.

Mada ate while launching a protest to Violet, ""Tomorrow again if the cook must be nyambel!"

Violet throws her lips at Mada, "Am I your wife? Mas Gasa aja I have never made sambal"

"Vio's right" said Deo casually, "You're ready Vio kok nyuh Vio must nyambel"

Mada clutched her plate tightly and looked at Violet with a face of annoyance because, Violet mentioned the name Gasa. He felt compared to Gasa by Violet and it made Mada's heart inflamed with jealousy. Mada then rose with a flat face. Then Mada without a word left Violet and Deo headed to the front porch. Mada then ate on the front porch while enjoying the rain that was still actively flushing the earth.

Violet's gaze followed Mada's departure and she let out a long sigh and continued to eat.

"I'll be gone a little after breakfast. I have to go to the base to give a report. Just about two hours." Deo to Violet.

"Oh! okay fine. Be careful" said Violet.

After washing and cleaning up the food that they had finished, Mada and Violet drove Deo to the front door and after Deo's car turned and did not look again, Mada immediately held Violet and stepped wide back into the house. Mada paid no heed to Violet who kept thrashing and shouting asking to be taken down.

Mada lowered Violet's body in the room and she locked it and put the key in her pants pocket.

Violet glared at Mada, "What do you want? why did you lock the door?"

"I want to talk to you seriously. If I don't lock the door, you're afraid you'll run away before we finish our serious conversation"

Violet got up, "If so, don't have a serious conversation. Let's go for a walk!"

Mada held Violet's wrist and pulled her slowly and made Violet sit back on the bed.

Violet turned to Mada and looked. Inevitably, he finally arrived at a time where he had to be firm with Mada and honest with himself.

Mada raised her hand then rubbed her cheek Violet, "Tell me the truth! What does my presence mean to you?"

Violet stared at Mada's two unique brown eyeballs and she let out a long sigh, "I still can't explain it to you"

"Why? Don't you love me?"

Violet involuntarily shook her head.

"What is the meaning of your head? you don't love me?" Mada spoke in a half-disbelief tone.

"That's not it, I'm ........"

"So you love me?" Mada continued to scout Violet without pause.

Unknowingly Violet nodded her head.

"Damn! The love! don't just shake your head and nod your head! tell me clearly what you ......."

"I love you. I still love you so much" Violet said as she stared deeply into Mada's two brown eyes.

Mada cupped her cheeks together Violet and was about to kiss her lips so joyful Violet, she finally heard the word love slide from her mouth Violet and it was aimed at her. However, Violet held Mada back and said, "Don't kiss me first! I'll lose focus if you kiss me now"

"Lost focus? what's for?" why?" Mada frowned in front of Violet.

"To tell the truth. Everything in my mind and heart"

Mada pulled both of her hands from her cheeks Violet then she let out a long sigh, "OK say it!"

"I love you so much, but.........."

"No need to wear it but" Mada screeched quickly.

"Listen first and never interrupt before I finish speaking" Violet glared at Mada and Mada said, "Sorry! okay continue!"

"But I'm confused too. I don't want a divorce from Mas Gasa because, in my family, no one has ever been divorced. If I get divorced, it'll just embarrass my family, right?" Violet stopped talking and looked at Mada with eyes filled with sadness.

"And you can live quietly with that actor? Can you live quietly sharing a husband with her? And what if her son was born, what would you do?" ask Mada.

"That's why I always avoid this serious talk. I can't accept all the facts that are in front of my eyes. I want to keep ignoring it and.........." Violet started sobbing in tears.

Mada clasped Violet's slender body for her to hug. Mada stroked Violet's back quietly as she said, "Don't mind people's judgment! find your own happiness! I'm sure, if your parents find out about Gasa who's been suing you, they'll definitely advise you to get divorced"

"Then what's the difference with me? I cheated on you too, right? I've kissed a man who's not my husband" Violet grew louder.

Mada let out a long sigh while gently rubbing Violet's long hair, she said, "You will not leave your home and enter into the arms of another man if you are treated with affection by your husband. Nor will I be reckless to re-enter your life if your husband, a loving, gentle, and faithful husband"

Violet cried even more violently in Mada's arms.

Mada then pushed both of Violet's shoulders, wiping Violet's tears with her lips. He kissed her many times Violet's eyelids were plump and then he lowered his lips to the tiny nose and his nose Violet continued down to reach in front of his lips Violet. Then slowly, Mada pressed her lips over Violet's. It only stuck for a few seconds and Violet who first moved her lips to clench Mada's lips. The two lovebirds then began kissing softly and filled with mixed feelings accompanied by a drizzling martyrdom who knocked on the window of the room.

Mada grew even more infatuated as Violet bit her lip. Forcing Mada's lips to open and Violet to insert her tongue there. Violet asked Mada's tongue to joke and made Mada's passion even more tempestuous. The cold of the morning had turned into heat because of the fire of passion that wrapped the bodies of the two lovebirds.

Mada's kiss really made Violet feel as a whole woman and made Violet feel so loved. Mada then slid Violet down slowly on the bed without letting go of her kiss, while Mada lured Violet to become a participant in their deep kiss, mada's hand began to infiltrate inside and began to find his favorite spot. His hands became a preoccupation playing there after he removed the bra hook.

Everything in Violet feels very extraordinary to Mada and makes Mada want to continue to taste it...................