Wife Partner Bed

HEADINGS. THE VENGEANCE BED

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Siya waited for Mahend in a spacious, luxurious, white room with dim lighting, which had been decorated in such a way as a newlyweds room.

Siya's smile continued to expand adorning her father's face. Of course he feels so happy. He married the man he loved so much, and loved him too. Thought Siya.

Till\_\_\_

'Klek.' the sound of the door being opened.

"Mass?" lirih Siya saw Mahend coming into the room.

Somehow Siya felt Mahend's countenance change, unlike usual, his eyes looked cold. And he's quiet a lot.

"Mass?"

Siya poured into the arms of the husband, he wanted to pour out all the love he felt.

"Lep\_wet!"

'DEGS'

Siya's heart seemed to stop, Mahend pushed Siya's body violently. And his tone of voice also increased.

"Mass?"

"Don't bother me, you're so noisy."

Mahend stepped towards the bathroom and disappeared from behind the closed door.

Siya looked at Mahend nanar, his heart ached, Mahend's attitude towards him clearly changed.

'What's up? Why would he ignore me? Am I wrong? Is he angry? Butwhy? Or because he's tired?'

Siya held back her tears from spilling. He took a deep breath, exhaling it slowly. Then stroked the chest.

'Calm down, he might feel tired.'

Siya tried to calm herself. She then moved to the dresser, seeing her own appearance that was still wrapped in a luxurious and elegant wedding dress through the reflection of glass.

'Beautiful.' Siya's inner praising her own appearance.

'Lick'

The bathroom door was opened, but Siya was unaware.

Mahend looked at Siya sharply, he smiled cynically. There was clearly hatred in every accent of his face.

Mahend. He ruffled his wet hair with the white towel he was carrying. Mahend wears long pants and a t-shirt.

"Mass?"

Siya turned his head when he saw Mahend's reflection in the mirror.

"Mass? Let me help you dry your hair."

Siya was about to take over the towel that Mahend used, and again, Mahend brushed aside Siya's hand.

"Auh? Mas's? What wrong? Why'd you change?"

Mahend just smiled cynically. He sat on the edge of the bed. Staring coldly at Siya who already looked sad.

"You don't know what your fault is? Hush."

"What do you mean, mas?"

Without answering, Mahend stood up quickly and strangled Siya's neck until Siya's body was pushed back and hit the wall.

"Aaahh?" peekik Siya was in pain.

"Look, don't make me angry by asking. I'm sick of hearing your tweets. Submissive. And I wouldn't hurt you so much."

'Uhuk uhuk uhuk.'

Mahend took off his rough hand which strangled Siya.

It is not wrong if Siya is crying. The man he loved so much, whom he knew so well, was warm and romantic. It had turned in the blink of an eye into a cruel, evil and cruel man.

'Hix hyx' hyx'

"Crying? You're weak!"

After that Mahend threw the towel in Siya's face. And he stepped away, out of nowhere.

'Mas? Why have you changed? Hiks hyks'

Siya squatted on the floor. His strength was fragile for a moment. It was all broken without him knowing why.

"Why are you?"

Siya wiped her tears. He does not want to drag on in the sadness that is present enveloping the heart.

Siya's looking for her bag. There aren't. He wants to find his phone. There's also no.

"Where's my bag?"

Siya continued to search. And he didn't find.

Siya came out of the room. The door is unlocked. He stepped hastily.

"Excuse me?"

The man just kept quiet and looked at Siya.

"Sorry, do you know where my husband is? I mean, Mr Mahendra?"

"He's out, miss." replied the man firmly.

"Where? Uh, em? All right, I didn't ask him where. But, can you help me? I lost my bag, I might have died it or, I don't know. I forgot, but I'm looking for my phone, can you lend me your phone for a second?"

"Sorry Miss. You're not allowed to use the phone."

"What?" Siya was shocked not a bitch.

"You'd better get back in the room, miss. Before Mr. Mahend comes, and Miss could get in trouble."

"Bull\_$h!.t.t" Siya cursed, and he again stepped in haste.

Now he's down the stairs, down the floor.

"Miss? Where do you want to go?"

Again, a man with the same visual appearance as the previous man reprimanded Siya who was running around hastily upon reaching the lower floor.

"Ah, um? I lost my bag and my cell phone, can you lend me your phone, or maybe a cell phone in this house?"

"There's no cell phone in this house, miss."

"Then, please lend me your phone, I need to call someone."

The man did not answer. He no longer looked at Siya who was talking to him. His body is facing forward. And he bent his body.

"Master?"

Siya also looked back. It rounded the eyes. Shocked, Mahend walked haughtily from the direction of the main door.

"Mass?"

Without further ado Mahendra pulled Siya's arm to go with him.

"Mass?"

Siya kept shouting at his name. For some reason now Siya's heart felt afraid suddenly.

Mahend continued to pull her up, climbing the stairs. Until they get back into the room.

"Aaahh?."

Siya's body was thrown violently onto the bed. Mahend looked at him sharply, his jaw hardened. His teeth clashed, his breath hunted. He looks very angry.

"Aaaahh? M-mas?"

Mahend climbed into the bed and strangled Siya's neck roughly.

"M-mas? Sak-kiit?"

"You must accept your punishment immediately. Until you know your limits, and you don't dare fight me anymore."

"A-pa mak-sudmu, mas?"

'Ahhh? Hah haah haaahh'

Siya took a deep and numerous breaths after Mahend released the grip of his hand on Siya's neck.

"Mass?"

Siya was really scared, Mahend took off his shirt and pants.

'Sserraaakkkk's'

"Well, Maasss?" Siya screeched, Mahend pulled and tore his wedding gown forcibly.

Mahend did everything rough. She asked for her right as a husband by force.

"Mass?"

Siya tried to push Mahend's burly body. But free. The power is not comparable.

"Please don't be like this, Mom? Sak-kkiits?"

Siya continued to thrash. Mahend down his face, neck and d.a.danya. But there was no softness at all that Mahend did. All with violence and violence. Mahend bit, linking his lips to Siya's lips with a bringas. Not even infrequently Mahend slapped Siya's face so hateful.

'Pl?'

"Aaahh?"

"Shut up, don't fight."

"Mass?"

"This revenge basket is good enough, honey?"

Mahend squeezed tightly and roughly d.a.da Siya. Siya cried so much. Till\_\_\_

"Aaahh?" Siya howled long, screeching softly as Mahend burst into Siya's body with just a single blow.

'Virgin?'

It was not this kind of story that Siya had expected as his life story. Story of the bride's night, her first night.

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