Young Lecturer Love Cage

Young Lecturer Love Cage
Chapter 31



Tomorrow, the next day,


There was nothing that Laura wanted more at that time than to leave the yokehouse, where she was forced to sit quietly as a white bride complete with simple bare hair in front of the ruler.


The beautiful girl mutely sat down next to Sabiel, the groom.


The marriage actually happened, according to Sabiel's plan. The man turned out to be so smart about preparing for all the wedding needs without Laura knowing. The witness and guardian that Sabiel paid sat solemnly on the other side of Laura.


All Sabiel's workers bear witness to the series' wedding. Mbok Yayu and Suti were seen whispering to each other talking about something behind Laura, I could hear their conversation by Laura's ears.


"Hopefully madam Laura is not like madam Intan well." Mbok Yayu whispered almost like a mutter.


"Yes, it's time for Mr. Sabiel to get his happiness." Suti.


Whahuh? Of happiness? They only thought about the crazy man's happiness without thinking about how I felt?!


Without Laura noticing, her fingers were firmly clenched in her lap. His chest rumbled withstanding the anger he wanted to pour out. The girl was downcast with her eyes closed as Sabiel began his kabul ijab before everyone.


Laura cuddled her ears as everyone who was there said 'legitimate' in unison. Sabiel had managed to bind himself as a second wife.


Second wife? Hid. Probably more like a prisoner!


Laura opened her eyes for a moment. Her eyes were staring at the ring that was embedded nicely in her sweet day. His eyes began to fog, when he noticed that the Milky Way's bracelet was still coiled around his wrist.


How could the gift of two different men, clinging to his body?!


His heart was broken. Sabiel had ruined all the beautiful dreams that Laura and the Milky Way were trying to build. The shadow of the man flashed in Laura's mind. He recalled being forced to answer the Milky Way's message by Sabiel at the hotel the other day. Laura says that she is fine, and she is forced to lie that her phone should be fixed, so she advises the Milky Way not to contact her first. The man must have been restless for a few days waiting for news from him.


Oh my God, how can the new love for corn, have to be toilet immediately?


"Darling?"


Sabiel's heavy voice made Laura wipe her tears violently. She looked at the man who was now her husband.


Husband? Laura wanted to laugh. His heart was unwilling to accept the existence of Sabiel who suddenly thrust into his life.


In her ego, it was eager for Laura to spit out all the resentment in her heart by slapping hard on the man's cheek. But when his mind imagined the figure of the father, he realized his choice at this time was only to dampen all the ego, even more so when his eyes saw the people around him were looking at him questioningly. They noticed Laura's face there.


"Ah, sorry. I was just moved." Laura's hoarse voice replied to the people's voice without question.


Sabiel sneered. The man of course knew why Laura's beautiful face had turned damp with teary eyes still left in the corners of her brown eyes.


The series wedding is over. Leaving the happiness of Sabiel and the bitter taste in Laura's heart.


The two men are now in their rooms. Laura seemed busy removing the thin makeup on her face before she undressed her bride in front of the large mirror. Sabiel sat on the edge of the bed, watching him passionately. Laura's movement opened the stifled clothes as her tail saw Sabiel continue to look at her from a distance. The girl was not willing to let Sabiel's hungry eyes strip her of her body.


Sabiel could not bear to watch only Laura who never finished changing clothes, he went to his young wife, then stood behind Laura. Suddenly Laura looked at the man from the mirror. The girl was aghast as Sabiel's hand attempted to unzip the white kebaya on her back. Laura turned herself around, face to face with two black eyeballs that looked at her wildly.


"I'm tired Sabiel. Can you give me some time to rest?" pinta Laura's. The girl was really not ready for what her husband would do to her.


Sabiel smiled understandingly. She knew Laura would still need time to adjust as a wife. The man turned back Laura's body slowly.


"All right, you can rest, baby. But after I helped you undress this." she said as she unzipped the kebaya and flicked the two exposed parts.


Laura's smooth white back made Sabiel gulp roughly her saliva. The man wanted to kiss her and decided to do it. He lowered his head, touching his lips on the smooth surface of Laura's back. Laura's body stiffened! his brain immediately gave a warning. The young wife was about to turn around, ready to forcefully push Sabiel's body. But he had not had time to flip his body, as fast as lightning Sabiel held back so that the body remained in position.


"Sttt!" hiss Sabiel was firm and demanding.


Sabiel's lips swept over Laura's backline. Drive it with passion. Kiss after kiss burns Laura's moist skin, leaving a salivary decak sound left there. Sabiel's lips felt hard, hot, and wet back there. The man so absorbed Laura's fragrance. He realized Laura was already uncomfortable with the action, her body wriggling to expel Sabiel's lips from his back.


Wasn't it! Laura not only wanted to expel Sabiel's lips, she wanted Sabiel not to make any physical contact on her.


Realizing Laura's discomfort, Sabiel finally ended his sudden wild action, giving the culmination of his action by sticking out his tongue, down Laura's back line once again to create a cold, wet sensation on that back. A strong kiss on Laura's nape, became the final part of her fondling. The man had to be satisfied with only the red stain that had been imprinted on the nape of his wife.


"I'll be out for a minute. You rest." Sabiel kissed Laura softly on the shoulder, before she flipped out of the room.


Laura threw out her coarse breath, as soon as Sabiel disappeared from behind the door. His body shivered feeling Sabiel's actions earlier. Tears fell again as he lamented his reflection from behind the mirror.


At this time he should be happy with the Milky Way, his lover. Right now he should be busy exchanging news discussing when the next meeting they can do. But what's happening now? Sabiel took away his happiness. The man selfishly made Laura his prisoner.


Oh my God, what is this destiny?


Laura was swept away in a broken heart. The girl was lying at the bottom of a deep bronze. Curse the fate that played him in such a cruel way.


Laura ran straight to the bathroom. Lock it up and start crying hysterically in there. Her chest tightened should receive a new status as the young wife of her own lecturer. Her trembling hands covered the beautiful face that was now missing its cherry hue. Wailing she no longer wanted to hold it, Laura sobbed with her body curled under the shower. Unbeknownst to him, Sabiel stood outside the bathroom door. Heard his sobbing with a heart.


"Keep crying, baby. Until your heart is satisfied, and tired of crying again." Sabiel went from there, leaving Laura back and her cries.


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"Laluraya!"


The Milky Way woke up from his sleep with sweat flooding his face. His eyes were round shouting one beautiful girl name that a few days ago had become his lover.


His dream this time left fear in his heart. The shadow of Laura who screamed in fear because she was washed away by the big waves on the beach again she felt. The dream somehow felt so real.


Laura was swept away by the waves before her eyes. The feet of the Milky Way that was immersed in the sand of the beach made him unable to help his beloved. His shout was useless when he saw Laura lost in the waves.


"Laura." muttered the Milky Way.


The man woke up from his sleep, looking at the rest of the small room with posters of activists and famous figures stuck randomly on the walls of the room. His eyes split wanting to find a cell phone that he had somewhere to put it.


Damnit damnit! The number of documents sorted all day on the floor of his room, making the small object escape his vision.


The man stood up, started combing the document sheets with his feet. After a while, the phone was found. Tucked in a pile of documents ready to fit in the garbage can.


The bimasakti opened his phone. Impatiently, he searched Laura's number for her to call.


"The number you're going to is...."


Not finished the rotten operator ended the notification, the Bimasakti finger first disconnected the call.


She just remembered Laura's message, the girl said that her phone was being fixed.


What a shit the Milky Way this morning. A few days without exchanging news, made him have nightmares about his girlfriend.


Lazily, he grabbed a few arrows neatly tucked away on the wall shelf. His gaze was straight towards the poster of Joseph Stalin that was firmly fixed on the wall. He used the poster of the Soviet dictator's leader as his archery dartboard.


Sreth!


The arrow stuck in Stalin's bushy mustache. The Milky Way repeated it again. He shot the next arrow, and it hit the eyes and forehead of the number one man in the Soviet Union.


Satisfied with the archery, the man again laid himself on the bed. Trying to reconcile with the night to give her just a little bit of a beautiful dream.


Next day. The bimasakti's forehead is crinkled to see a pile of files arranged in a pile on his desk.


At another table, Wisman and Laras seemed busy reading the monthly report ormas that would be read immediately during a regular meeting of members.


The Milky Way walked towards the Barrel table with a cup of coffee in his hand.


He blew a puff of smoke on the small cup, before sipping his drink while standing before the head of the ormas.


"Aren't you wrong, giving me a lot of work?" Sabiel refers to the stacking of files on his desk.


Baras turned his head slowly. Looking at the Milky Way lazily.


"Are you not wrong, asking what you already know for sure the answer?" Spotlight eyes Baras turned seductive. He knew, the Milky Way was upset because of the many documents he had to work on, making it difficult for the man to relax.


"Dam. Not enough last night I had a bad dream. Now I'm working with a bad leader." the lead is relaxed.


The barrel is too familiar with that ledge. In the labor office, it was Laras and Bimasakti who always made a noise with throws of ledges and innuendo. But both of them understand that the ledge or innuendo is never seriously charged. All on the basis of the desire to tease each other.


"Man like you, should have been given a dream just been grateful." said Laras.


"I'd be even more grateful if my dream was a wet dream." Bimasakti grinned ignorantly.


"Ckckck pity me. Long time no lover makes you wish you had a wet dream." Laras shook his head as if concerned.


"Eiitss, you're wrong. I already have a lover." said Bimasakti pongah.


Baras looked at him ignorantly. The woman folded her hands together on her chest, and leaned casually on the back of the chair.


"See what you did to him?" Laras recalled the girl who some time ago looked intensely contacted the Milky Way.


The Milky Way placed the coffee cup on the Barrel table and crossed his arms to match the woman before him.


"My good looks are his deception." said the Milky Way bragging.


Crisp laughter broke from the thick lips of Laras. The woman rubbed her face slowly, staring at the look of the stupid face of the Milky Way who competed like a prince of a fairyland.


"I'm sure his eyes are troubled." he's interrupted by laughter.


The new Milky Way will issue another rebuttal, but Wisman shouts loudly from his desk.


"Hey! Our work is still much. Stop wasting time with jokes." Wisman stared lazily at the two creatures that looked like the glare of Tom and Jerry. "Hey man, finish your job. I don't want to overtime anymore because you're wasting your time" he said, pointing to the Milky Way still standing in front of Laras's desk.


The Milky Way stared intently at Laras who shrugged his shoulders with a faint look on his face.


"Felt!" whispered Laras before he chuckled at the vexation of the Milky Way.


"I'll give you back later" he said before turning around and returning to his desk.


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