Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 78 The Past of Deni

After checking the Sky with information that could not be accounted for, Deni headed for Nia's house. The girl's permission not to go to work today because she's tired. Yesterday night, last night to Deni pounded the tiny body of Nia with a variety of styles. Nia admitted her body felt boneless after four rounds of play with Deni that night.

But Nia did not refuse when Deni invited her out this afternoon. Deni said he would buy her some pretty clothes for himself. After almost every day for a week Nia gives services on the bed Deni finally invites her 'dating'. Usually Deni will only take Nia home from the factory after previously stopping by first for short time at a motel, cheap hotel, or at Deni's house.

Deni brought Nia lunch at a small cafe. While waiting for the order to come, they talk pervertedly about what style plans they have not practiced. Nia giggles bawdily, and pinches the spoiled arm of Deni sitting next to her. Deni grabbed Nia's hand and pressed the woman's hand on her maleness.

"Later to be caressed, huh? Don't forget the deadly straw too" whispered Deni perverted in Nia's ear.

Nia's face flushed red, and tried to pull (not really) her hand from Deni's hand grip.

"Mas Deni, iii. Later someone will see" hissed Nia hiss and pretended to be annoyed.

The pramusaji came to bring their order. They had to temporarily stop the activity. From the cafe Deni took Nia to the only shopping center in their city.

Deni felt he should at least give a little appreciation for Nia's service to him. During this time he had only spent a hundred to two hundred thousand to short their time. Deni handed over a few pieces of red-colored money, and let Nia go around by herself.

"I keep it for later from here" Deni blinked his eyes and re*butt Nia's butt to quell the woman's protest.

"Mas Deni is naughty" Nia replied as she pinched Deni's arm and then toured the shopping mall by herself.

Deni never asked Nia to be his lover. They do this without any status at all. But that's how Deni, never once asked the women near him to be his lover.

Not every woman Deni approached wanted to end up in bed with him. When the woman refused, the next day Deni would approach the other prey.

Perangai Deni who likes to play with women can not be separated from the share of his parents. Ever since his mother died, Mr. Darma has been pampering Deni.

Deni was ten years old. That day Deni came home from school early because the teacher at his school had a meeting.

Mbok Darmi, his house assistant is nowhere to be seen. As Deni passed through his parents' room to go to his room, Deni heard a strange sound from his parents' room.

Deni brought his ears closer to the door of his parents' closed room. Deni frowned.

"Ah ah, yes dear..harsh, harder baby.."

"Uuhhhhhh, yes, stab it there. You're very good, not like having my husband"

That's mama's voice. Whatdoes thatmean? Think little Deni.

A curious Deni peeked into his parents' room from the keyhole. Deni did not dare to open the door of the room.

The sight he saw made his heart race. Deni did not understand why his heart was beating so fast, and blood flowed in the area ***********. Make it react, stiffen, and harden.

Deni entered his own room, then called his papa who was in the factory with his Nikia cell phone.

"Pa, mama's in the same room as Om Damar. They're naked, they're not wearing clothes. Mama nungging, keep Om Damar his ass back and forth behind mama. Mama said ah uh uh uh that, Pa. Delicious said. What are they doing, Pa?" ask Deni plain. Deni recognized the man who was riding his mother because they were neighbors.

Damar is a man in his early 30s, an unemployed man whose wife works as one of the employees at his papa factory.

Mr. Darma who heard Deni's report immediately rushed home.

Arriving home, Mr. Darma banged on the door of his room that was sucked from the inside. Mr. Darma's blood boiled over hearing the village's voice*han his wife from inside the room.

"P e l a c u r cheap, open the door!" shouted Mr. Darma while breaking down the door of the room. Deni who heard her father's scream came out from his room. Confused and confused about what to do.

Couple inside direct flirting. The man named Damar immediately put on his clothes that had been scattered on the floor of the room.

While Mr. Darma's wife covered her body with a blanket with a look of fear.

At the third break, the slack finally came off and the door opened. Damar who was wearing his shirt, his face immediately paled.

"Mas, sorry. I can explain" stuttered Damar.

"You want to explain what you are, huh?!" Mr. Darma threw his fist several times on the face of the man who cheated his wife .

"Go you!" banish Mr. Darma after making Damar's face swollen here.

Mr. Darma's wife can only wail.

After being satisfied to beat Damar, Mr. Darma looked fiercely at his wife.

"Basic p e l a c u r" cried Mr. Darma while slapping on his wife's cheek.

"Sorry mom, Pa" wailed Mr. Darma's wife.

"A cheap woman like you deserves to die" Mr. Darma grabbed his wife by the neck and strangled her.

Mr. Darma's wife wavered and flailed her husband's arm, but the sturdy hand shook and tightened her grip.

"Pa, no, Pa" little Deni wailed but dared not approach.

Darma sir who is in disobedience is unable to hear the lamentation of his son.

The village voice*han his wife continues to buzz in his ears and becomes fuel to further strengthen the giggles on his wife's neck.

Krakk! His wife's neck was broken. His wife's tongue had protruded, drooling dripping and her face reddish purple.

The sound of a broken neck resuscitated Mr. Darma, but it was too late. His wife is lifeless.

Quickly Mr. Darma let go of his wife's neck. The body of Mr. Darma's wife sagged and fell flat on the bed. Deni's sobbing sound is now able to penetrate Mr. Darma's eardrum.

Mr. Darma then closed the door to his room, and carried Deni to his son's room.

"Deni, don't tell anyone about what you saw. If you tell me, Papa will be in jail. You want Papa in jail?" threatening Mr. Darma to his son.

Little deni shook her head. Mr. Darma left Deni in his room and waited for Mbok Darmi.

Mbok Darmi came with groceries from the market. It's been a year that her mistress has been acting strangely. Shopping to the market which is usually once a week, turns into two or three days once. And Mbok Darmi is always asked to leave at ten o'clock in the afternoon and above. Before that hour, there was something that his mistress asked him to do.

"Mbok, buy the equipment to memorize the corpse. Then call the rakat. Ask the grave digger to dig the tomb" said Mr. Darma.

"Lho, who died sir?"

"Mistress" replied Mr. Darma briefly.

"Huh??" Mbok Darmi was really surprised.

"You don't have to ask much. Do what I tell you" hardik Mr. Darma.

Mr. Darma himself forgave his wife, without being bathed. There's been shit coming out of a n u s his wife*. Mr. Darma wiped as is, and also memorized as is.

After his wife was buried without disholati, Mr. Darma took out all the items reminiscent of his wife from inside the room to the backyard. Bed linen, his wife's clothes, bedding, makeup equipment, photographs, anything that contains about his wife.

He sprayed the gasoline, then burned the stuff. Mr. Darma waited until all the stuff became ashes. Smoke rises, bringing memories and feelings of Mr. Darma to the woman he once loved so much.

Since that incident Mr. Darma has vowed not to marry again. No one dared to ask how Mrs Wiratmaja could be killed. Even a man named Damar did not dare to tell the incident. Worried that his affair scandal will be exposed. A week later Damar brought his wife's children to return to his village in Trenggalek, avoiding the rampage of Mr. Darma.

Mr. Darma feels very guilty for making Deni see the life of his mother who was snatched by his own father. To make up for the guilt, Mr. Darma indulges Deni by giving whatever Deni asks.

Even when Deni was 15 years old and asked what it was like to make love, Mr. Darma brought a paid woman who he judged clean every two weeks. Despite having to spend a lot of money to meet the demands of his son, for Mr. Darma it is not a big problem.

"Mas Deni daydreaming what? Until she realized that Nia had come. Nightmares are dirty, right?" seloroh Nia's.

Deni who was sipping his cigarette while daydreaming about the past, put his cigarette on the ashtray on the table. Nia grabbed the shoulder sitting next to him and brought her lips closer to the girl's ear.

"Scooky but likes it, right? I can't wait to hear your village*han. This junior also wants to be clamped from earlier" whispered Deni and mere*putting Nia's hand to his pride.

"Nia's also impatient, Mas. Mas Deni is great, make Nia limp. Yuk, go straight" Nia asked.

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Sorry to cut, because it's an extension. Continue directly to the next chapter yaa 😘😘

~*delaying: when strangled or hanging yourself, the neck will receive great pressure. That pressure causes a blockage of air and blood vessels to the brain or pressure on the vagus nerve. Then the stomach and chest will spasm because the diaphragm contracts violently.

Diaphragm contractions are increasingly becoming so and can result in the discharge of s p e r m a or even feces.