You're My Mouse

You're My Mouse
Regrets always come later



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Not a warm greeting received by the girl wearing a tengtop and shorts on top of these thighs, but a saggy water that soaks her beautiful face.


Byuuour.


Melisa came forward from her sleep she immediately sat down with two hands sweeping the water that soaked her face, she stared with annoyance at the man who was standing in front of her.


"What are you doing, bang?" Ask Melisa.


"Dasarrr spoiled woman, quickly get up.. Make me breakfast!" Rudi left Melisa who was still digesting what had just happened to her.


Rudi sat himself in a chair, with a table that looked empty.


Rudi stared at the table, if only I hadn't thrown Layla away, I would have had my breakfast on the table by now.


Regrets always come later, that's what Rudi feels today, because persuaded Melisa last night, making him bear to expel his own wife.


Melisa got up from her seat, her feet stepped towards Rudi.


Unknowingly Melisa stood beside Rudi, hugging the man who was none other than her own kaka-in-law.


His hands were coiled around Rudi's neck, with his front body attached to Rudi's arm.


"What are you thinking, bang?" Melisa asked in a voice that was seducing her.


Rudi wrapped one hand around Melisa's waist, she closed Melisa's body to her, her hand clutching Melisa's waist tight.


"Didn't you hear what I said to you, Melisa!" Rudi exclaimed in a voice full of emphasis.


"Akh, aaaw's sick bang!" Melisa is complaining of pain.


Rudi grinned, his hand which he used to grip now he used to throw Melisa's body until the woman fell on the floor.


"Akh, a-what are you doing bang!" Melisa swiped her ass usappp that landed on the floor, why did bang Rudi become as hard as this on me?


Brakes.


Rudi crossed the table with his hand until Melisa tiptoed in shock.


"Hurry up and make me breakfast! Even dumbfounded!" Rudi cried with a ketus.


Melisa got up to her feet, "A-brother would know a-I can't cook a bang." Oceh Melisa with a growing fear within her.


"Huh, a woman is useless! Then what can you do, huh!" Rudi yelled at Melisa.


Melisa looked at Rudi silently, I can only pamper you in bed bang, but to go take care of the kitchen and make money, I can't.


Melisa is taught spoiled by her father and mother, in contrast to Layla who is always demanded to be able to cook and make money for the family.


Rudi got up from his seat by deliberately stepping on Melisa's toes and pressing on her.


"Aaach, sa-hick bang!" Sorry I picked you bang! Apparently not only to Layla you can be rude, but now why am I the one you treat rudely?


"From now on, you should be able to cook! If not, I'll get you out of this house." Rudi walked into the room and picked up the shirt from the closet, he put on the shirt and walked outside.


Melisa is sitting on a chair, how can this happen to me!


Rudi who saw it was made furious.


Brakes.


Rudi kicked the table again with his right hand, Melisa tiptoed in shock.


Melisa's body trembled, her heartbeat beating fast.


Rudi stared intently at Melisa, really no use!


Rudi left Melisa at home, her eyes festering when she found the motorcycle she was going to use.


"Who dares to do this?" Rudi stared intently circling his gaze hoping to find the perpetrator who tucked into two tires as surgical as his motorbike.


πŸ€At other placesπŸ€


Mr. Jojo approached Amer who was still in the hospital mosque.


Jojo sir said in a soft voice.


"Sir, that's the doctor wants to talk to you about the Miss you brought, um Miss Layla, yes Miss Layla." Excited mr. Jojo.


In the hospital hallway.


"So who was handling Layla, sir?" Amer asked his driver who was walking beside him.


"Doctor Samuel, sir."


Amer frowned, "Samuel?"


Mr. Jojo explains how Samuel's doctor can handle Layla.


The dreet dreet.


Hape Amer who was in his pocket shook.


[[You go straight to this woman's ward!" ]


Amer stopped his footsteps when the call that took place directly at the break up when someone who contacted him was done with his words.


Amer's forehead shriveled, staring at Jojo sir.


"What's up, sir?" Ask Jojo in surprise.


"What room is Layla in?" Amer asked with one hand on Jojo's shoulder.


"VVIP Roses, sir."


"We're going there!"


Amer and Jojo step towards the Rose VVIP, the room where Layla gets treatment.


"You wait outside!" Amer exclaimed as the two of them were already in front of Layla's nursery.


Mr. Jojo nodded obediently.


Chequek.


"Where is he?" Amer asked him directly to Samuel's doctor who was checking the drip bag hanging from the pole.


"As you can see." Doctor Samuel said casually.


"Why is he in pain in his stomach? Is there a problem with his digestion?" Amer sat himself on the edge of Layla's bed, his hands clutching a tiny, now pale fingers and an infusion needle there.


"It's like you don't know what this woman is about!" Oceh doctor Samuel.


Amer's forehead shriveled, "What do you mean, Sam?" Ask Amer.


Samuel's doctor took a red map from a nearby table, opening up the patient's data on behalf of Layla Savinta.


"Based on hospital data, 3 years ago this woman had surgery due to miscarriage and in the next 3 months she underwent surgical removal of cysts. Most likely this is the effect of the cyst she's been suffering from." Doctor Samuel.


"Is there no way to relieve the pain?" Ask Amer seriously.


Instead of answering Amer's question, Samuel's doctor asked Amer.


"Are you her husband? Where is this woman's husband?"


Amer shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, Layla was kicked out of her house and I made sure Layla would part with her bejattt husband." Amer said with clenched hands, eyes full of hatred.


"Why did you decide this woman's life?" Ask doctor Samuel.


"Because I don't want to see him suffer any longer." Amer looked at Layla's face with sadness.


"What do you know about his life?" samuel sat himself on the sofa in the ward.


"Where else would it be if it wasn't security working in my office."


"Love is complicated! So you're in love with a married woman?" Ask Samuel's doctor without a doubt.


...Seriate......


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