Widow Pellets Teaser

Ep 132s

Exchanging breath. Swap saliva. Winding tongue. The cabin lights suddenly lit up. Stopping every lip movement of the pair of female men.

Aprilia pushed Sadewa's chest. Get away and give space back.

Sadewa looks to be peppering back. No matter the flight attendant who comes to give instructions the plane will soon land.

"Oppa, stop!" reject Aprilia.

Sadewa was seen pleading with her two eyeballs.

"We can continue later."

Sadewa. Straighten back. Reattach seatbelt. Within 10 minutes later. The plane landed perfectly. The cabin door opens for the VIP class, with a long trunk welcoming in front of the door.

Aprilia stepped out first. Followed Sadewa later. Seeing the curves of the woman's body in front of him walking with hips that look like models on the red carpet. Able to hypnotize all the senses of Sadewa. He wanted Aprilia to drown under the blanket with him.

"Honey," whispered Sadewa after pursuing Aprilia's move.

Aprilia snorted, and snorted, "Don't call me darling. I'm your sister."

Aprilia raised her index finger and her pair of beautiful eyes commemorated the man, "Didn't you create this play. So, don't act to destroy this play. Remember, you're a married man, and I'm a girl. You promised you'd let me marry a man."

Sadewa lowered her head. The stage play he had made. The scenario is in the design. He just needs to be patient. Waiting for the time the story ends. Then, she'll create a beautiful new storyline for the woman she values, peerless, second to none. Only one born. It was created only in this century.

Sadewa and Aprilia continued to return home. During the journey, only the cry of breath cluttered. Both men seem to be busy with their own thoughts.

"Master, and miss has arrived" exclaimed the driver.

Sadewa and Aprilia raised their eyes forward. Then, unconsciously turn each other's heads to the sides of each opponent. Their pair of eyes seemed to exchange feelings, imprisoning each other for a moment. Then, their lips are drawn to the left and to the right. Smilingly. However, the smile was real leaving a trace.

"Oppa, you come down first. Santi's waiting."

Sadewa nodded his head.

"And your son too" Aprilia said deliberately.

Sadewa held her breath. The friendly gaze of Aprilia turned into a blue mist dispelling the momentary view.

"Not my son," corrects Sadewa.

Aprilia brought her body closer to the tyrannical man. He kissed the man's cheek and whispered, "Just calm down. Someday, I'll give birth to a son for you."

Sadewa's lips seemed to move slightly straight, and she retorted with her whisper, "That's what I'm waiting for, baby."

The man got out of his car. He stepped foot into his own palace. Kala, she heard the sound of baby crying. His steps stopped at the door line. He stood empty. The sound of the baby crying, made his entire soul immediately want to leave.

I never thought. If, I'd have heard a baby voice that wasn't mine. In my own palace, my queen betrayed me. Then, she sat in this house with a tiny baby in her cradle. It was as if he wasn't stabbing a knife in my heart. It hurts so much, it's betrayal that gives birth to flesh and throws away a heart that's not mine.

"Mas, is it coming?"

Sadewa awoke from her daydream. He raised his face as high as he could. He crossed Santi's line. His gaze was haughty, the tip of his lips rising to the left. Clearly, he was sneering at Santi, the queen in his house.

"Mas, are you tired?" santi asked, she walked over with the baby in her arms. The baby looked red and deep in the woman's hand.

Sadewa. He'll say something. However, the face of the tiny baby in Santi's arms. Stop all attention and arrogance. He glanced at a glance. However, the razor sliced the flesh of his heart back. Sadewa raised his face as high as possible.

"I'm not tired. I'm so hurt!"

I'm very hurt.

Sadewa walked away. Giving a cold back. Santi was stuck in one last sentence of Sadewa.

I'm so hurt!

Santi. It was as if thousands of arrows had invaded his entire senses. His eyes were suddenly blind. His ears are suddenly deaf. His tongue cannot say. He had composed many sentences and they-designed the entire scene of his apology. However, it ended up in vain. The husband she had adored for years, was not willing to forgive her.

In a blink a pair of Santi's eyes had glazed over. His eyes were dim with the fog in his eyeballs. Lips vibrate. Slowly he whined, and complained, "Men are born selfish. I have forgiven him thousands of times for his mistakes. However, one time my affair, he won't forgive."

"Do you know why?"

Santi gasp. He woke up staring at the slender beautiful woman he had been standing before him. The woman folded her hands on her chest, her elegant demeanor mixed with mounting arrogance.

"You want to know. Why do men hate female infidelity?"

Aprilia did not reply, as if letting the woman fall into curiosity, she approached Santi, she kissed the little baby's forehead in Santi's sling.

The cup! aprilia's kiss is full of warmth. It was as if she missed the figure she had once pushed out of her womb. Dimas.

"She's so adorable" praised Aprilia.

A few minutes later, Aprilia returns to Dimas, her long-abandoned son with her mother in her hometown.

"What's that?" chase Santi curious. Shocking Aprilia's heart, waking up from her daydream.

Aprilia was still putting her index tip on the red baby's cheek, she ignored Santi's question, and asked, "Who's your daughter's name?"

"His name is Al Rakha" replied Santi.

"A very good name. Al means a noble person who is smart. Rakha means happiness in life. Later, may he be as his name implies."

Aprilia retreated from the face of the red-skinned petite. He passed by Santi, snorting the answer to Santi's question.

"A man hates his female infidelity. Because, his love for that woman had faded. If he loves you, you'll be forgiven. But, love is fading. No one will be forgiven anymore."

The deg! Santi's heart was pierced. Stopped breathing. His tongue suddenly fell. His lips twitched long until his ears. He whined without a sound. Santi brought back his son, carried him back into the room, and the red-skinned petite's whine echoed filling the room.

"Owek! Owg! Owg!"

"Stop crying, my dear son."

Santi moved back and forth in the room and fodder in his hands, his tears flowing, his lips humming hoarsely.

Timang my son dear father's 'nda's baby

Don't get angry and don't sulk, just calm down

You're in the cradle

Is it true that the heart is not cheerful when you joke and laugh

S'mogalah be useful people love cheerfully happy all the time

Finish one lyrics. The little red creature looked calm in an embrace after Santi unbuttoned her shirt, and suckled Rakha.

Santi's tears dripped slowly, and he wiped Rakha's hair wet with sweat.

"If we step out of this house. Is your father Bintan going to accept us?"

Santi sighed, "I've hurt your father God. I can't be with him anymore. Keep on wounding, won't make himself happy."

Krett!

Door opens. Aprilia stood leaning against the door frame. Then, throw a stopmap over the mattress.

"Regulate is the best way. Marry the man who fathered your son."

Santi swallowed his saliva.

"Responsibility according to ownership. After all, the identity of the man has been revealed."

Santi stiff. The whole body vibrates. His pair of eyes glazed over and he looked straight at Aprilia, "Your acting like this reminds me of that ugly babu. My terrible enemy. Seizing my husband. You're disgusting!"

"But luck says something else. Your husband loves the dead man."

Santi. Miris. Knowing that luck was not on her side.

"Picture only. I was fucking. Karma I pay. I even saw that ugly babu had undergone a metamorphosis before me. The caterpillar is rotting into a poisonous butterfly."

Aprilia frowned, "Me and him are different people. However, it looks the same. Maybe, because you used to mock her. Injure him. Insulting him. That sin is what pursues your life."

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