WHEN CASANOVA FELL IN LOVE

Chapter 49

Rows of messages Mora sent to his girlfriend halal but no response at all, he wanted to tell Juna the good news that Adiba already had a baby boy.

The beautiful woman took the decision to follow Juna to his office, she chose to take public transportation to go to the office, before Mora had asked Rani and Bik Inah for permission so they did not feel worried.

Entering the office as usual, several pairs of employees' eyes and the employees stared dislike towards Mora Cantika, without them knowing Mora was ready Juna.

Layahan Mora opened the door handle and then entered without greeting, the pregnant woman continued to step towards the resting place of Juna to sleep resting when tired.

Mora Cantika dropped her lunch when she saw a woman kissing Juna's lips lying on her back.

"Lolita? Why are you here?" Mora asked a few questions about Lolita touching her chest in shock at Mora's sudden arrival.

"Selow dong's. Mr. Juna passed out, so I gave him an artificial breath," Lolita smiled obliquely. There may be intentional implied in a man who is in love drunk.

"Mas, wake!" Mora shook Juna's body a little strong but the athletic man did not respond at all.

"God," said Mora, he took the mineral water on the table and sprinkled it into Juna's face slowly.

"What's up, honey?" Juna touched his head which felt so heavy.

"His son was kissed with Lolita," the pregnant woman looked down, her jealousy she could not hide.

"When, honey?" The athletic man was confused because he did not kiss Lolita at all.

"Look at the CCTV" Mora said, then he turned around to get out of Juna's room. The athletic man held off Mora's departure so that they could both see the footage on Juna's phone.

"I want you to see for yourself, am I so cheap!" Juna took her phone and opened it to see CCTV footage.

In the recording is seen Juna who is struggling with his work, suddenly Lolita entered while carrying a cup of coffee and gave it to Juna, who was, without hesitation, Juna vertical several times the coffee brought Lolita, not long after Juna touched his head.

Lolita painstakingly helped to lay Juna's body on the bed where Juna used to rest for a while, a few minutes later Juna lost consciousness and Lolita as she liked to give artificial breath to Juna and take some pictures through his cellphone.

"So don't be angry anymore" said Juna looking at Mora who had a lethargic face, the pregnant woman was still feeling jealous.

"Yes." Yeah." Only that was able to come out of his ripe lips.

The athletic man got up from his seat and kissed his wife's cheek at a glance, after which he passed to his desk and completed a little more of his task that had been delayed.

Lazily Mora stepped onto the sofa and dropped her butt slowly, her eyes fixed on Juna, Juna's beautiful eyes always able to hypnotize her.

"Mas, Madam Adiba has given birth!" Chirps Mora while playing her phone, looking at photos of tiny babies who do not yet have the name.

"When?" Juna asked, he was still focused on staring at the laptop in front of him at this time.

"Yesterday, just just found out earlier, later buy baby clothes yuk, Mas!" Mora eagerly took her husband shopping for baby clothes.

"Let's buy it. You are going home and keep resting," said Juna, his hand closed his laptop and headed towards Mora who was singing his lips to hear Juna's words.

"Mas doesn't know which one to choose, I also want to be picky, the same teasing baby clothes," Mora whined to make Juna pinch Mora's cheeks slowly, slowly, if it is sulking like this then Juna can not say anything more. Juna peeked back Mora's smooth cheeks that blushed the pinches of affection.

"Mas." Mora framed the face of her husband who was before her at this moment.

"What's up, honey?" The athletic man holds both hands of Mora still framing her face.

"Tomorrow take care of yourself, do not be like that," said the pregnant woman, her hands turned to scramble Juna's hair is still neat.

"Well, my Lady," said Juna, biting the spoiled little nose of Mora so that the petite woman complained, no matter how Mora complained about the athletic man ******** her lover's lips.

Slowly Mora pushed her husband away, putting her lips on Juna's white shirt until lips balm stuck to her husband's white shirt.

"Sir," said Juna while sweeping the lipstick.

"Wild, already know this office but still at will," said Mora while smiling.

After that they both left the office, although when walking many women were whispering when they saw the lips attached to their boss's clothes.

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The tall woman until the one who just got off the plane using a hijab and veil walked gracefully, this time she will occupy housing in the elite area. The princess who used to boast aurat now covered her body to hide her identity from Juna.

The beautiful woman did not have to bother selling her old house because there was a friend who helped her business.

He reached into his pocket and called someone.

"I'm already in Indonesia, can we meet?" Ask the princess to the man over there.

"Can, where?" He refused the Princess' request in the slightest.

The princess who is now hiding from Juna chose to stay away for a while, she also left her son to her mother Marsel on the advice of Marsel himself.

Before long the taxi landed in front of the entrance guarded by security, Princess is not allowed to enter because it does not show an identity card, he was upset because his friend and ex-lover had not yet arrived even though he had sent a message many times.

An hour wait finally tall and white men came with his car that he parked not far from the entrance of the area.

"I'm sorry, honey," he softly made the guard look at the man and turned to look at the veil-clad Princess.

"Old, really. Hot tau!" The princess threw her body rough when she got into the car and was ready to enter the area under tight guard.

"Not use that. Not ordinary even pretentious," kekehnya make the Princess hit the arm of the tall man slowly.

"Ih, actually lazy, but for the sake of not being caught with someone," he said and released the veil he was wearing.

Isn't it a lot of cases now occur similar as in the Princess is not very good for example.

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"Buruan open, Amar, sultry!" The princess urged the man who had once held the status of her lover.

"Bawel used to love this command it still hasn't changed huh?!" The tall man immediately opened it.

"Udah is ingrained" he said, then took off his clothes in front of Amar without a care.

The tall man swallowed his salivary, the body of the Princess who only used a tangtop and shorts made her brawn peaked.

Amar dropped his body on the sofa then looked at the Princess sitting beside him, that love was still left for the Princess at this time but she hesitated to tell the Princess because the woman left her without a word.

The beautiful woman slightly inched and then confirmed her position, she curled up on the sofa because she was too tired to sleep. Amar continued to control his lust at this time, his inheritance stiffened to see the Princess's buttocks were so tempting to him.

"I'm crazy to be in the same house as the Princess," she said and touched her inheritance at a glance.

The beautiful woman who already had one child was writhing to make Amar again swallow his saliva the umpteenth time, he said, without being able to control her hand gently caressed the smooth thigh of the Princess that was plastered clearly in front of her eyes at this moment.

Slightly shuffling down to look at the beautiful face of the Princess, Amar touched the girl's nose slowly and then down to her lips.

Amar landed a kiss on the lips of the Princess who was sleeping, the mother of one child opened her eyes when she felt the roar of Amar's breath that was so close to her.

"Ma ... Sorry ...." Amar moved away quickly from the Princess' body, but the woman held him back.

"No need to apologize, haven't we done it?" The princess seduces Amar with a seductive voice.

"Yes, but it was then" said Amar, turning his gaze to the unlit television.

"Three more years. Are you no longer feeling at all for me, Amar?" The princess sat on Amar's lap without cue, she touched Amar's heirloom that was ready to be used from earlier.

"I still love you, but you already have a husband and children" Amar said softly, his voice raucous. Honestly from the bottom of his heart he still expects the Princess to be his companion.

"No. I am not married at all" the Princess then lowered her head, for the first time she dropped a clear circle in front of Amar.

"Then the boy," the tall man shrieked, his hand grabbed the princess' fingers and slightly raised the woman's chin on his lap to look at her perfectly.

"I don't know who she is, who she is" she said, making Amar feel tightness in his chest, the age of the child is almost the same as the time when the princess left him first.

"Is he my son?" Tanya Amar stared fixedly at the bead of the Princess's eyes which harbored a million sorrows.

"That's it, which I remember three weeks after we made love I lost contact with you, I was drunk back then ..." The woman who gave birth to Cika paused her speech.

"Then?" Amar was so curious about the Princess's confession that there was still no bright spot.

"In my subconscious I slept with a man at a nightclub, all this time I convinced him that Cika was his son, but he never admitted Cika his son ... I'm ...." His words paused, as if the tightness in his chest was holding back his words to come out.

"What happened after that?" Several times Amar kissed the back of the hand of the Princess who was still sitting on her lap.

"I hurt the wife of a man I thought was Cika's father. Right now I'm actually really scared that he's going to kill me" the Princess said as she wiped the corner of her eye.

The tall man did not want to add tightness to his chest and the Princess, he wiped the corner of the Princess's eyes and hugged her tightly. Kissing the two smooth cheeks Princess berahan***** her lips, let this time she will remove the wound as time goes by, Amar's heirloom that had been asleep is now back awake.

For a moment they are dissolved in the enjoyment of the world without any marriage ties, love stories in the past are repeated, both embrace each other, enjoy every moment that happens, and love each other, the more dissolved in pleasure until it ends at the peak of pleasure, until both of them have been sweating.

The tall man still really hopes the Princess to be his halal lover later.

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Try to judge others from a different point of view.