White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Madness Dita

Kara had arrived at her residence until late at night.

Before leaving, he had to buy his wife to rest first, given the state of Hanum who had not fully recovered.

Unfortunately, his wife ignored him and waited more for Kara to come home.

The lyrics are a watch on Kara's wrist. Time has shown at 22:48.

Kara is tired. Inevitably, he was forced to take his wife to the room by carrying her.

Upon arrival in the room, Hanum lay down slowly, very carefully so as not to disturb the woman. Kara sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her in the face of the woman who had filled the space of Kara's heart.

Love, longing, affection, and love.......

As if it had been poured out completely on Hanum.

Hanum was the one who was able to make Kara bend her knees.

Hanum was the one who was able to make Kara completely subjugated.

Hanum was the one who was able to temper his hatred towards women.

Hanum is the one who can restore Kara's conscience.

Hanum is the one who is able to realize Kara how true love is there to capture.

Hanum is the one who has been able to awaken Kara about the existence of true love.

Hanum......

Hanum......

Hanum and Hanum......

A small smile was imprinted on Kara's lips that looked dazzling.

Her hands slowly stretched out to gently caress Hanum's white cheeks.

Her skin is as white as marble, Soft as silk is the number one quality in all of Asia.

Her facial lines are softer than Callista's.

A shadow of a woman who was also gentle and full of elegance, flashed through Kara's brain.

Holy....

She looks ordinary, but.....

Kara's not a snot kid who doesn't know that she's an ordinary woman.

I don't know....

Kara doesn't want to play heart, with anyone.

To him, Hanum was the stricken woman he had met despite her cold, indifferent and often ignoring Hanum.

Even so, in fact Hanum was able to destroy Kara's defense at that time.

Kara smiled again remembering it.

Ah.. how beautiful life ink when filled with affection.

He noticed it again, in his face more intense. Her lips are sexy and her lines are quite sensual. Her beautiful eyes in the frame of lashes are pliable. His nose is sharp because it does have indo-latin blood.

Her jaw looks charming and motherly.

His cheekbones were high, Hanum as if he were from Ari the real arsictocrat.

Unfortunately, Hanum's fate since childhood was not good. Never felt his father's affection from an early age. His life is simple too.

In his heart, Kara made a promise of happiness for his wife.

Yes, Hanum...... Only Hanum.

"Eff....."

Hanum squirms a little.

Make the kara inching slowly and immediately clean themselves. He needed to temper his lust turmoil by flushing his body using cold water.

A few days without touching his wife, makes Kara need to actually channel her libido needs.

Moreover, his little touch was on Hanum.

"Buck....."

Hanum hissed slowly. He looked at the room around.

As she remembered, she was in the living room waiting for Kara.

"You fell asleep, I'm the one who brought you here".

Kara said she seemed to know what her wife was thinking.

His face slowly approached to kiss his wife's forehead and lips in turn.

"Oh, sorry I'm a hassle".

Kara smiled faintly at the voice of her wife.

"I told you, Don't wait for me to come home".

"That's part of the wife's obligations and rights, isn't it?".

"Yes, yes, it's up to you".

Hanum smiled gently.

"Thank you".

Kara smiled a little.

"certain. It's just.... You will have to pay for my services this time with the long night, when you have fully recovered".

Hearing this, Hanum's face reddened.

Oh come! Didn't she and her husband do it over and over again?

"Emmm okay".

"All right.... I'll clean up for a second. Go sleep".

Afterwards, she stared at the wide back of her husband who passed into the bathroom.

*****

Somewhere else.....

Seno was cursing her own mouth that was outrageous because it had been presumptuous to reveal longing to Luna.

Oh come on, Seno just feels like she doesn't deserve Luna.

Luna who incidentally is the son of a famous person and of blue-blooded descent.

In silence Seno seems to think and echo a lot of questions.

"If love is created equal in size, why should there be a difference in social status?"

The only difficult question for Seno is to get the answer.

Two hours ago, he had received a reply to a phrase from Luna, that Luna also felt what she felt.

Longs.....

The longing was fully revealed from within Seno's heart.

Until he decided to call Luna again. Seno wants to emphasize something that should be revealed.

Let it.......

If he and Luna were not a match, God would have lightened the weight of his longing that was so heavy, heavier than the towering Himalayas.

"Hello, what's-what's up, Seno?"

Luna's voice sounded nervous.

Good, apparently....

Luna's not asleep. Even though the night is late.

"Miss not sleeping?"

Seno said no less gently.

"No, mas. What's up?".

"Tomorrow, besides the lady wants to visit the flower garden in the village, is there anything else you want to visit?"

"none. That's all it is".

"Oh, is that it?"

"Yes. What's the matter, Seno?".

"none. If tomorrow the lady has enough time, I'd like to discuss something with the lady. But. but not at home.

This is a personal thing I need to discuss".

"All right.... Tomorrow we can chat in the flower garden. Or wherever it's convenient".

"Thank you, miss".

"Yes. You welcome".

"Oh, miss?".

"Yes....?".

"Relax to rest. Don't stay too late at night. Not good for health".

"alright. Thank you, mas".

Aluna hung up the phone with an uncontrollably pounding heart.

Seno's small attention was actually able to make her feel a fierce euphoria.

*****

Dita, is sending messages to each other with her man.

Tonight, his man is giving him news that his meeting with Kara is going well.

"How Holy?".

"fluent. But remember, I don't want my biggest secret to be exposed in public."

"Good, keep following me. I don't have any other candidates who can help me pass my wish"

Dita's voice was so sickening to Holy.

"alright".

"Slowly. I don't want you to rush his primary mission. I don't want anyone to be suspicious of your moves. Do it as naturally as possible.

If until your intention is sniffed by the Bekti Praja Family, I make sure not only you are destroyed not left, but the childmj will also be sure to smell the smell of the burial ground".

Holy closed his eyes to neutralize the anger within him.

Just this time he realized that Dita is a cunning money woman.

In order to smooth Dita's desire to use the Holy, Dita threatened to spread a scandal involving the holy with a famous businessman who had married.

From the scandal, was born a boy who was taken hostage by Dita. Making the little angel as a tool to threaten the holy to ensnare Kara and destroy the Kara household. With the promise of returning the child to Holy when the household Kara and Hanum began to shrink.

Holy tears slowly seeped out.

If the father of the child was not the husband of the person, Holy would have shouted to the whole world that he had had the son of a man named Kusuma.

"Don't do anything, my son, Hanindita. You know, no, that I'm not gonna be able to have any more children after giving birth to my son. If only a little he scratched, I will make sure the big lady Praja Bekti will help you"

"Yes, of course."

The phone connection was turned off unilaterally by Dita.

For the sake of his ambition, he had the heart to involve and sacrifice the feelings of many people here.

Dita gave a long sigh.

How far he has gone. He has an obsession full of madness.

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