Wife Who Was Changed

8. Always Failing

Because it is officially a husband and wife, Inez's wiggle room becomes easier. He wore a casual dress at home without covering his head with a hijab.

Apparently Iko does not like Inez to look full in front of his servants even though they are fellow women.

Inez's clothes still look polite, it's just that she's not wearing a hijab. He also warned his servants to forbid male servants to enter his house.

Like that morning, Inez was serving her husband breakfast. A pretty face with hair rolled up in a low-necked t-shirt, exposing Inez's neckline in front of the maids who were so amazed at his master's wife.

"Wear hijabmu. I'm not comfortable they're staring at you like that." Iko's whisper is right in Inez's ear.

"Hey! They're the same women as me, so what's your problem? Are you jealous of them?"

"I don't want anyone to enjoy your beauty even in front of your own people."

"Curtain! Is he jealous or possessive? The husband is not clear." Inner Inez.

"Let's go into your room and you can come out with only your shar'i clothes.

You can walk in our room without hijab, without clothes is also not a problem alias nude important in our room."

Iko said as she clasped his wife's slender waist while climbing the stairs.

"Don't be so considerate of me. Our marriage is on paper. Our marriage lasted only three months. Remember that!"

Inez went inside her room with a thundered chest holding back in fury. Her nose looks bloated with her forehead wrinkled.

"That's right! But those three months are the time for me to set you up for your role in this house and how you behave. You gotit?"

Inez felt that Iko's words had a point. She finally gave up on her husband's rule.

"Ok, just three months. After that I'm free." Inez said, looking excited.

This twenty-something girl is indeed a little dissident if not in accordance with her principles even so, she still receives good advice and constructive criticism.

Inez's words are like a curse to Iko. His heart ached to hear Inez look happy to be free of him.

"Didn't she fall in love with me? Whether because he wanted to be free from me he dared to accept the challenge from me and marry me.

Did you know that the woman I dreamed of was herself.

But how do I tell him that I ever went into his house....No. .. no...! She can't know that I ever infiltrated her house.It's so embarrassing." Inner Iko.

Inez read his book in front of the balcony because there was nothing he could do in this house.

Although it has been three days of their marriage, but Iko has not had any intimate relationship with Inez. Not unwilling but unable and always failing.

As Iko approaches Inez, he doesn't seem to like Inez being engrossed in his own world. He snatched the book from the hands of Inez who was seriously reading the book.

"My company!"

"Where?"

"To bed."

"Do you want to sleep this early?"

"No!"

"Wantas..?"

"Love you."

Tukas Inez who already knew her husband's juniors couldn't react every time they made love.

"Just try again, who knows this time."

"Don't push yourself too much 'cause I don't believe you can." Inez said it was like underestimating Iko.

Iko stared intently at Inez's face which humbled her.

"It turns out your mouth is spicy too. I guess your sealim woman is careful in every word, but you do not show the true Muslim attitude at all." Say Iko with words of encouragement.

"I'm not an angel. So I could have made a mistake. Sorry for offending you." Inez said cynically.

"alright. This time I will not fail. Now give me your best serve if you can really arouse my passion. So, I don't need medication or a doctor's consultation about my failure."

Iko said while taking off all her clothes made Inez turn around.

"How do I do it? I don't understand the adult world at all.

Even though I've read the guidebook. But I'm afraid I'm wrong. I really suck." Inez said sadly.

"Hey ..! What are you waiting for? turn around to face me!" Tell Iko to pull Inez's wrist.

Inez turned her body. He was nervous and closed his eyes.

"How do I do it? Aren't we just putting our bodies together enough?"

"You're a lousy wife." Umpat Iko makes Inez jerked.

"Now this is all. No need to wait three months. We better end it early so I don't have to be your burden." Inez was offended.

"It's not that easy. Now go back to the guest room. No more sleeping in this room! You are useless. I'll return you to Mr. Indra." Iko said grumpily.

Iko got her phone. He called Zian.

"Zian! Look for a girl for me tonight because I need a girl who can serve me in bed not a girl who only shows her pretty face and makeup but she's useless." Syndir Iko cynical.

"Okay Sir!"

Inez immediately exited her room crying towards the guest room. I don't know why his heart has become unwilling for Iko to get in touch with another woman.

"Why am I so sad? What's wrong with me? Should've let him fuck the women.

I will be a holy widow and I can remarry another after she divorces me." Inez tried to comfort his heart.

At night, a beautiful and sexy woman with a big chest with minimal clothes came to Iko's house. Inez who was looking from the window of her room felt her blood boiling.

"Only a trashy woman could possibly restore her manhood. Means I'm not in his nomination.

The word Iko is correct. I'm just beautiful but useless." - Inez.

In that room, Iko could have sex with another woman. He felt that his heirloom was starting to work well.

The game was more exciting until the boisterous in the room echoed with erotic sounds accompanied by long moans. Iko was really proud of her ability until she finally released her pleasure liquid that was imprisoned for several months.

Satisfied making love to the comfort girl. Iko immediately told the woman to go in between by her personal driver.

Somehow Iko felt regret after making love to another woman. But one thing he can prove is that he's not an impotent man.

"Why can't my Inez wake up? What's wrong with you, Inez? Holy hooch! I was so stupid for putting him down. Don't I love Inez? Or I just obsess over him. Really so?" Lirih Iko was confused by herself.