You are Like My Surg

Serve Me!

Seeing the tears of a man who is very precious to him, made the geisha look up at Andre. He went forward to give a slap in the man's face which was laughing, enjoying the debate between him and the husband. And before that happened, Gentala blocked the hands of the Geisha from doing so.

"Mas, for God's sake ..," the Geisha looked at Genta so that the man could believe. "Please trust me."

Gentala is a tear. He strengthened his body to think shady.

"I don't mean to--"

"Because you. Geisha stay away from family. Even to bring himself before the family, he could not. Act like a thief at your own wedding. In order not to be recognized, as it was impregnated with a wound that was on his face---" Andre had just interrupted the Geisha. The woman thundered loudly to Andre, where Genta was currently gawking in confusion.

"Wedding?" repeated ensure.

"ENOUGH, MOTHER! Go ye! I will continue to accompany my husband!" sentak Geisha's.

He held tightly to Genta's hand. Makes Andre grieve in disgust. He chose to look at Genta and back up. "Pity, Geisha, Gen! Untie her. Let me be happy. You can only give him a wound. What if her parents find out about your treatment of her?I'm sure very strongly, if until now the Geisha must not know how to feel getting release in bed."

Geisha glared at Andre. Even with Genta who had been trying to be patient with the ridicule of the man before him. Genta's hands clenched firmly with tightened jaws.

Bugs.

Andre fell to the asphalt of the road, with just one punch of Genta. With a violent gaze, Gentala pointed at Andre's eyeballs with her fingertips.

"What kind of friend are you? I am sick. Not intentionally to make my wife ruined! No one has ever taken a Geisha from you. We loved each other before you were among us! Geisha just love me. Always accept my flaws!" gentala's tears are dripping.

Even if he does not know what will happen in the future. Is it true that this woman will remain beside him, when he cannot be healed? Hearing the end of the sentence that Andre voiced, making the end of Genta's heart very torn. He only realized, if as long as he was in contact with the Geisha. The woman just groaned in pain, it was impossible to get such a favourable release like her.

Bodo very with Andre who is still down holding the cheek. Geisha goggles with Gentala to enter the house. Because from a distance the complex security guard wanted to step, approaching the three of them.

"Please calm down, my friend. I'll explain honestly, why I can go with that brash guy!"

Genta nodded slowly. He complied when he was pulled into the house.

"Geisha! Leave the sick man!" exclaim Andre who tried to bring himself to rise.

"Go! The real pain is you, Mas!" Geisha replied to Andre's call that further embarrassed him in the presence of people who started huddling in front of the house. Close the door of the house and lock it tightly.

"What's up, sir?" The security guard approached Andre who was emitting a look of emotion. He was upset because of the expression of Gentala who did not at all corner his wife of his bragging. Failing already had a plan, which he thought, tonight Genta would definitely divorce the Geisha, because the jealousy had gone with the other men.

Andre shook his head with a strong hunting breath and bruises under the eyes. He took a long step to get into the car and left this place.

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Tuk.

Geisha put a glass of water on the dining table. He sat next to Gentala who was still daydreaming staring at the white water that was briefly swaying in the glass. The geisha has opened the hijab and the veil. He hugged Gentala from the side, starting to open his voice to explain in detail about himself and Andre why it could be one car.

"I was wrong with you, Mom. There are some things I didn't tell you. One of them is about Ginka's wedding today."

Geisha can feel, Genta's heart is beating fast. When he found out that she was lying to him.

"Explain," replied Genta flatly.

"I cannot come openly with my situation like this. Moreover, you are also in the cottage. I have no good reason to quibble in front of my family. Anyway, I still want to protect you, Mas. I'm afraid, Mother and Father are disappointed and it's not as easy to accept your situation as I am."

Genta breathed heavily. A sense of dizziness in the head that began to hit. The Geisha is right. Where there are parents who resigned when seeing their children get rough treatment, even though the disease as the reason.

Geisha rubbed Genta's chest, to keep the man calm. He knew Genta would feel very guilty.

"And there, Mas Andre recognized me. He threatened me. Will complain about my situation to Father and Mother. If I don't want to be taken home by him. So, I do it with a sense of force. But, the man is lying. He took me around Bogor City. Seized my device. But, by Allah .. by the Messenger of Allah. Me and him, did nothing to make my Marwah smudged" explained Geisha. He hugged the man tightly. Forcing Genta to believe his words.

Genta stops daydreaming. He changed the atmosphere not wearing this with a smile that he forced a little. "I believe, Sha .. sorry, because I. You can't enjoy Ginka's wedding properly. I'm sure, Father and Mother must be disappointed" he replied.

"I've chosen you with all your lack. I will not cry or wail fate, if on the way I get a situation like this. I was actually there. Ginka, Daddy and Mommy can definitely feel. Can see Ginka laughing loosely in the mop. That's enough for me, Mommy."

Touched bell. He made a lot of kisses on the top of the fragrant hair belonging to Geisha.

"Have believed, right? I don't want to go with that guy!" gerutu Geisha's.

Genta smiled, he nodded his head.

This man certainly believes.

Can Genta feel, how the sacrifice of Geisha all this time for him. Fleeing as Andre prepared to shake hands at the dead table, Rela hated Dad for months for preferring him and accepted Genta's harsh treatment sincerely in bed.

"Really, Mas?" The geisha unravels the deck, in order to see Genta more clearly. He did not want this man to lie and hold a grudge.

Genta kisses his wife's lips. He felt the iron wire still attached to the geisha teeth. "Yes, honey. I believe," he concluded after peeling.

Geisha smiling happily. He showered Genta with various kisses from his lips.

"I want you to be honest, Sha," Genta said with a serious look. The geisha again eroded the smile that had soared since.

"Honestly what, Mom?" ask him with fear.

"What's true as long as we're in touch, you never get---"

"The man is a lie! He just wants to warm up your heart, Mom!" sela Geisha's. He put a finger on Genta's lips to stop talking.

Gentala lowered Geisha's hand slowly. "Tell me honestly, Sha." 'cause all he got from the Geisha's eyes, it was a lying look. Where there are women who will climax, if self-harmed, get a variety of painful blows.

"Yes, Mas" replied the Geisha very slowly.

"AH, SHIT!" Genta rampaging. He threw the glass filled with water on the floor. And broke, scattered. He knew the Geisha's answer. But, hearing the suffocating answer actually spoken by his wife, he screeched. As if not accepted.

"I have to how, Sha. I should how?" tanyanya frustration. The man muttered softly while sobbing. It does not stop hitting the head. Spring, Geisha stopped the fist that kept hitting the man's head. Hugging Genta and strengthening.

"You'll heal, Mom. Believe it ...."

"Where do you want to heal? If I am not able to follow the treatment in Ponpes. Medical-style treatment also feels like a way in place," reply Genta with a cry of broken spirit. He looked at the Geisha who were both crying like him.

"I don't want to go back there, Sha. I don't want to. I can't be far from you. Is there no other way but to settle in the Ponpes? I promise to pray, but I want you to teach me. Far away from you, make me depressed."

Geisha. He looked at the empty wall while thinking. Maybe her husband's words are true. This gentala was not an ordinary Muslim, then crooked, being far from a religion. He was an unbelieving man from his childhood. So, to accept the teachings of Islam in the ponpes is very strict. Very draining his psychic. Gentala needs a process. And the Geisha remembered his promise, which after marriage, he would educate Genta.

"Yes, Mas. I'll teach you." He doesn't want to stress this guy out.

Genta hugging Geisha. Crying because you are happy. He knew that the Geisha would never have the heart to see himself suffer.

"I promise. I can stop myself from touching you first."

Geisha. "I'm always ready, if you want."

"I promise ...."

"I want to."

"No, Sha. No ...,"

"Touch me, Mom. I want to."

"I can't control myself yet, Sha. You will be more tormented" replied Genta.

"I'll help you control yourself when we're together" Geisha said.

Genta grinned his forehead. What will his wife do?

Geisha rubbed Genta's chest with a smooth caress. Closer his lips to sip on the surface of Gentala's neck. Lure the man's libido to rise.

And.

"Mr ...." Genta whimpered, as the junior below him, Geisha clasped.

"Quiet, baby. Relaxed. Stay away from the whisper of the devil. Stay away!" The geisha continued to whisper in a sexy tone. Try as hard as possible, to darken the side of Genta monsters that might soon be coming out.

And true, Geisha quickly blocked Genta's hand as hard as possible, as the fingers began to claw his hand. The man's sadism has come.

Geisha stood up. Stop the foreplay she gave to her husband. Genta's gaze was very passionate full of damba. Like a hungry tiger wanting to prey. Hurry up and quickly lay the tiny body of the Geisha on the dining table.

"Quiet, Mas. Calm down," the Geisha firmly dispelled the face of Genta who wanted to smash it with a rough movement.

"Remember God in your heart. Remember me as your love. Remember your Mommy and Papi. Remember you want to heal for all of us." Geisha continued to speak, trying to shake the stigma of sadism inherent in his body.

"Follow me, Mas. Bismillah ...."

Gentala with a rough snort of breath, trying to open the mouth even though it feels very heavy. "Official-bismillah ...."

Geisha smile. She rubbed the cheeks of her husband who had half climbed her body.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim ...," Geisha brought Genta to say something like Istighfar.

Gentala closed his eyes, while enduring a headache. I can't stand to fight this sadism.

"Come, Mas. Follow me ...."

Gentala blinked his eyes. He stared at the Geisha. "I'm not excited, Sha."

Geisha. "You have to fight, Mom. Fight it! Fight the demons that are inside you!" Geisha pointed at Gentala's chest.

"No way, Sha. I can't afford it" said Genta in frustration. He got up from the Geisha's body and ran to the room.

During this time, the lust he had was controlled by the sadistic personality inherent in his psyche. And when that personality wavers. Genta seemed to have no desire to touch his wife.

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Genta chose to lie on his back on the bed, covering his face with a pillow. The point is no longer to beat. The desire that had boiled, just crumbled.

Brug.

Feeling that someone was pushing his body, immediately removing the pillow, he gasped when the Geisha was already on top of his body.

"What do you want, Sha?" the man was shocked when the Geisha was trying to tie his ankles with mine.

And increasingly gawking, when now the Geisha turned to both hands. Tied tightly with the mine is also like a foot.

"Be quiet, Mom! Follow wills! I want to get my rights too! Serve me, Mas!" the Geisha firmly. He shut Genta's mouth with duct tape.

Genta's concentrated netra. When the Geisha dropped the clothes she was wearing now.

Geisha chuckles. "Just close your eyes. Don't look at me. I'm ashamed, Mas."

Genta tried to wriggle with a head of disbelief. This wife of his, why become such a barbarian?

"It just so happens to be my fertile time, Mas. I want to get pregnant soon. I want to give you a son." Geisha took down Genta's pants, making the man plain at the bottom. No matter what, he would be called a husband rapist. Bodo thought so much. He has to prove Andre's point. If he could also get release from this man.

"I'm sorry, Sha. I'm sorry... You'll definitely ask me to leave if the know---" Genta is impassive. The man was soaking up tears. He remembered that he had already invented his reproductive device. The toughest thing that would probably make a Geisha hate her.

"I don't want to have children yet, Sha. Haven't. The time is not yet right ..." cried in heart. He just stayed quiet, not energized. On top of his body. Geisha is enjoying.

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