
In a luxurious room with varying white toska curtains, on top of a super king-sized bed that was also a white toska, two people were struggling with each other, enthralling each other's bodies, respectively, give each other warmth on a cold night.
Sweat is still breathing was still beheaded after guerrilla in love romance wrong "I love you Shasha very much." The man whispered sweetly.
"I love you too much." Reply to the woman. Then the two pulled the blanket lying side by side while adjusting their respective breaths.
Then Shasha straightened her head looking at the handsome face of Jelita's husband with in "What are you talking about? Usually when you look at me like this, there's something you want to talk about." Brandon rubbed the woman's cheek gently.
"When do you want to divorce Jeje? How long did she pretend to be her husband?" Indict the woman.
"Pretending?" Brandon smiled "I'm not pretending Yank, Jeje is really my wife, we're legally and religiously married, officially, no kidding, you've heard my answer too often right? Until then I'll never divorce my Jeje." Rigorously.
"But why Mas? You like her huh?" Shasha asked with a frown.
"You know the answer, I do like it, I love him even though only as a friend, I'm used to living with him, he's been from childhood with me Sha, I'm not willing to let go, I'm not willing to let go, not to mention Papi would definitely not allow me to divorce her, she's Papi's favorite daughter, Papi even more dear to her than I am her own son. I don't want to risk it until Papi dumps me." Tepis the man.
"But don't you feel sorry? Jeje also needs a husband who really loves her like a real husband Mas, she is beautiful, certainly out there many who want to marry her. Let him go let him cheat, then after that he will be blamed, not you! You can still take Papi's heart." Shasha said loudly.
"Let him cheat you say?" Brandon frowned at the suggestion of his lover "You're crazy huh? She's my wife! I can be ashamed if I spread such gossip, after all I will not have the heart to make Jeje into a gossip of people!" Brandon Tampik.
"But all of this is for our future Mas, so that in the future, there is no third person among our relationships!" Sela Shasha is full of emphasis.
"Have it, I'm lazy to keep arguing the same thing with you! I stress once again, I will never divorce my Jeje! Point!" Firmly Brandon then revealed his thick blanket with a look of wrath, Brandon then entered the bathroom.
Under the shower, the man suppressed his anger, and every Shasha demanded his divorce from Jelita, Brandon was always angry.
Life without Jelita is not his goal, Brandon has been very dependent on Jelita's existence, besides Brandon has enjoyed praise for the praise of people when showing off his beautiful wife.
"Maybe you do not realize that you already love Jeje Mas, where is the friendship that ended in marriage? It's ridiculous!" Shasha sobbed while hitting the pillow belonging to the wife of her lover Shah.
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It's somewhere else. In a luxurious room decorated with abstract paintings, a handsome man was playing his fingers under his sensual lips while staring at a beautiful girl who displayed a gloomy face from a distance.
The activity was long enough for the man to gulati, admiring the figure of the beautiful girl of the owner of the house across there. From his room he could clearly see the whole activity of the gloomy girl.
"So, the boss really likes it? She's a guy's wife, don't mess with the boss!" One man next to her who was presumably her personal assistant.
"He was unhappy, behold, in the lower room, jallang came out confidently, while on the balcony the wife of Shah wept bitterly. Basic savage director." The bule-faced man cursed his neighbor.
The Boss frowned loudly so furious that "Your chatter looks like a girl! Hear that! I'm getting married to a girl of my own choice! Just answer me to my Daddy! Why bother? Your school is high but your brain is short!" Hardened sadistic.
"But, ..." Not yet finished the words of the assistant boss first chimed in.
"Now go, I still want to paint the pretty face of my imaginary lover!" The arrogant master flicked his hand driving the assistant away.
The man came out even though with the tip of his lips that rose next to him, really, being the personal assistant of the arrogant young master was indeed very troublesome for him, not to mention taking care of his great master who was no less arrogant, no less arrogant, it really made him dizzy.
"Fate, fate, this is my life! If not in the old spray, in the young spray." The man muttered his own fate.
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The night was getting late, the cold increasingly suffocating the frail body of this married girl, still on the sofa balcony Jelita sat cross-legged staring at the moon that was only half, the beauty so reassuring her heart, so soothing, Jelita made opium staring at the moon shining in that.
Then the sound of footsteps was heard approaching but not the slightest made Jelita heed her "Je." Call the man and put a white blanket on his wife's body.
"It's cold here, why haven't you entered yet?" Ask a care "I see from the afternoon you haven't eaten, I made you ramen well? Wanna? You don't keep dieting, it's not good for your health!" Sluggishly.
"I'm not sleepy yet, nor am I hungry." Answer Jelita flat.
Brandon sat face to face with the beautiful girl "You're still mad at me?" He looked softly at the girl.
"Why angry?"
"I know you don't like our room in other people, why are you sleeping here anyway? Shasha should be sleeping here, I'm just telling you to use the bathroom outside, not to tell you to sleep in the guest room." Rutuk Brandon's.
"Well, one room or no room, we're not going to change anything, we're still real friends, are we?" Jelita gave a sweet smile trying not to look angry or jealous at him.
Brandon returned a smile that was also no less sweet "Promise, whatever the circumstances, you will always be with me Je." Her request.
"As long as I can, I'll always be with you." Jelita smiled bitterly.
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