A TASTE (YOONA AZZURA)
A TASTE 31 ~ MARCHEL POV

I'm sitting in my big chair, looking at the files lying on my desk, I really enjoy my profession now, even though I'm a medical graduate but I prefer my job now, yes... Thanks to my father, I am here now.

I think Papa is so stupid, he could have abandoned his biological son "heh!! You old bangka"

When I was focusing on my busy life, the door to the room opened, revealing a middle-aged man, who else, if not my stepfather.

"What a reward." I asked him, because he was very rarely here.

"Quick your preparation, you have to represent me in Malaysia later, we will attend a seminar there and get a big tender there" Papa told me

"okay!!! I'll be there, Papa don't worry, everything will be fine, leave it to me "my word with confidence

"Good... Prepare everything immediately" papa

"Good"

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I was preparing myself as well as the items I needed there, I was very enthusiastic about this, I think this opportunity will not be wasted. When else can I travel abroad, meet with a new atmosphere and also new people. Maybe there will take a little longer considering I also have to check papa's hotel there

I left with my personal driver to the airport.

After an hour and a half, the car I was riding arrived at the airport.

I got out of the car and dragged the suitcase in both hands, I swaggered into the airport.

I wait for the departure of the plane I was on, soon the plane will leave all passengers enter the plane.

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I blinked my eyes out of my sleep after an hour at the apartment I rented there. I have been in Malaysia for two hours.

"Akhich... Yoon... You make me tormented" I said a little groaned, because when I fell asleep earlier, I dreamed that my wife and I were doing sex activities, making my body hot and something down there was standing upright, and I was, I went straight to the bathroom with my phone.

I stretch the muscles in my body sometimes my bones sound.

I sat in an empty bathtub with no water, I put my phone next to me and leaned it against the wall.

I played the adult video and started sequencing mine when it was not wrapped in a piece of cloth.

"Akkh... Ohhh... Sshhhh. "it torments me so much that I fantasize about making love to my sir's wife.

It feels like real when the shadow of my wife's body is so real especially the day after yesterday I brought her forcibly with her body condition only wrapped in a blanket thick.

"Ah... Emmhh... Y-yoonaa.. Ohhh.." I sped up my massage until soon I would reach the top.

"AKKHH.." I groaned in every corner of the bathroom, my hands dirty with my discharge liquid.

After about half an hour I finally reached the top, my naked body was very sweaty, but only half an hour and it was just so*o s*x, it is undeniable that just imagining it has made me very satisfied, the shadow of************* when I saw it first greatly affected my mind, very beautiful dense and slightly contained.

I cleaned myself up there, after about an hour and a half I was in the bathroom I was finally done with my business.

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Day after day, week after week, month after month. I passed it in a foreign country, after a week I came here first I immediately won two big tenders in this Asian country, the Papa Hotel here also developed rapidly with the passage of time, tomorrow I will leave for Indonesia it feels very happy that I will return home after five months.

Missing my mother and my wife is unstoppable especially when I call my wife it is always not lifted, Ah makes me miss it even more.

I've now been at the Papa Hotel where I've stayed for months I'm passionate about packing my clothes, plus I bring a by for my wife, I think this will make him happy.

I took my phone and dialed my wife's contact.

Tut

Tut

Tut

Connection connected, I'm so glad my wife picked up my phone after all this time.

"Hello.." I said with my cell phone.

"Hello.... Honey.." I said back.

I did not hear any sound across there, only the sound of the wind that I heard, where Yoona. Whether Yoona is okay, it worries me, until I hear Yoona's voice sigh a little.

Ahhh my heart never lies it hurts, it hurts so much to hear the woman we love is making love to her husband.

Whaties??? Who does Yoona mean, who they love, please this makes me think no.

"Emmm.... Afgan don't this have him." said Yoona ambiguously.

Who did Yoona mean?? She who? It made me even more nervous to hear Yoona say that, my smile sparking as Yoona spoke to her... My heart skipped a beat when I heard it with that melodious voice.

Before long I turned off the phone very sick but a little happy because Yoona said so.

I became even more excited, after packing I immediately went to sleep.

I tilted my body to the left and to the right sometimes on my back sometimes on my stomach occasionally to sit back.

"When the next morning" I said, glancing at the clock on the nightstand by the bed.

I really could not sleep until the morning blind, the clock has shown at three o'clock in the morning I went straight to the bathroom considering my departure at five in the morning.

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When I arrived at Soekarno-Hatta airport I quickly pulled my suitcase in both hands, my personal driver was waiting for me in the airport lobby.

ten o'clock in the morning has arrived at Papa's house.

"Darling... Geez Mama's son has come home" said my mother a little run up to me.

Mama bowed my head and kissed my forehead, I kissed her cheeks back, Papa came up to me with his arms outstretched I greeted her and hugged her.

"Papa is proud of you" he said

I smiled broadly in his arms, I was immediately handed by the one I brought for them.

They're very happy with that, I'm also glad they look happy.

"Broth... Mah.. I go to the room first" I said.

When I got to the bathroom, I went straight to the bathroom and cleaned myself up.

After fifteen minutes I finally came out of the bathroom.

I changed my formal clothes, after being neat I immediately walked out of the room while lighting my cigarette. I took a sip as I went down the stairs.

"Son.. Where you going?" said Mama.

"I'm going to go for a minute, Mah... I have business" I said.

I immediately waltzed away from there and entered my private car which I had not been riding for months.

"I miss you so much" I said as I stroked my wheel.

I run my car out of the house area.

I stopped at the flower shop on my way to bring a bunch of red roses to my beloved wife.

"Mr.. I want a bouquet of red roses... The big one" said a woman I still hear because the distance was blocked by a flower rack.

"That voice... Similar to Yoona" I said as I looked to the side but I only saw her hair being pinched by the pause.

After the woman left, I was curious and followed her, a pregnant woman in a blue dongker bumil dress was walking to stop the taxi.

I quickly entered my car and followed the taxi. In my mind was just Yoona at that time, the woman was very similar to Yoona, my series wife even though her body was a little swollen because she was pregnant but her voice, her hair was also very similar to Yoona's walking style.

No doubt the taxi stopped at the Afghan restaurant, I saw the woman get out of the taxi and enter the restaurant.

Someone hugged the woman, it was not wrong again because it was Afganlah who hugged her.

"So... Yoon.. She's pregnant with her Afghan son "my monologue says.

The marchel POV end..

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