ATIQA
Chapter 77: A Message from Lala

"Udah right? ayok, the story about Papa," Atiqah confirmed the location of her bra that Ardi had raised. Her husband suckled like a calf.

"It's not exactly patience. I want another first," Ardi put his arm around Atiqah's shoulder. Give a kiss on the right cheek three times.

"Ih .. don't want to! his promise was just nyusu. Now ask for more," Atiqah pushed Ardi's body but Ardi further tightened his embrace.

"Come on, I'd love to" Ardi rubbed his own manhood.

"You broke your promise, I don't want to. Obviously first, then I will," Atiqah covered her chest with a sofa cushion after successfully shifting her body.

"Okay, I'm clear but I'll bill you after," Ardi changed his seat. Atiqah and Ardi faced each other.

"Splash!" Atiqah upset, Ardi stalling for time.

"Gini .. You already know Papa Mama does not agree with our relationship - Atiqah nodded-So, I told people to investigate Papa and follow Papa --Atiqah nodded again-and the result. Honestly shock me" explained Ardi slowly. He explained one by one.

"What's? Whahuh? what outcome?" Atiqah shook Ardi's arm. I can't wait to hear her husband's story.

"Prophey of the - clapping Atiqah on his arm - Papa has a mistress - Atiqah opened his mouth wide, opening his mouth wide, surprised - not one but four - now covered his mouth with two hands - three women of the age of Melda's sister, another college child," Ardi exhaled.

Atiqah is speechless. Still closing his mouth.

"Two of his mistresses produced one child each. And what we saw was, he was Papa's former secretary. I know this is crazy, crazy. But I can't just say it all to Mom too. They can faint" Ardi drew Atiqah's hand. Hugging his wife.

"I used that information to threaten Papa. I'm doing it for us" Ardi kissed the top of Atiqah's head.

"Why did he? you don't want a comment?" ask Ardi. Atiqah was confused as to what to say. That's none of his business. He's just a son-in-law who's not actually considered.

"I was scared, instead" looked up at Ardi.

"Fear why?" asked Ardi while stroking Atiqah's hair.

"I'm afraid you're doing the same rich thing Papa," lowered his head, hiding his face to Ardi's chest. Hugged it tightly. Getting pregnant at a young age was already quite heavy for her. But if you become a widow, Atiqah cannot.

"Don't think about it. Inget said the doctor. You can't think much" Ardi kissed Atiqah's head.

"Your phone is on" said Atiqah. Pointing Ardi's phone on the table. His phone is in silent vibrating mode. Ardi picked it up and frowned looking at the name of his Papa on the screen.

"Papa-shows the screen on the Atiqah-long lifespan," Ardi said then scrolled the green button up.

"Hello," said.

"Papa doesn't need to be stale. Don't let you guys talk the same way Papih! especially your wife. Keep mouth!" Sigit called in a voice that was panting with emotion.

"Origin Papa is always on my side. *That's its*," Ardi closed the call. He heard the voice of a little boy who called his father Papa. Sigit was with Ratih.

"Bang*sat! it could be that this hour is busy ngurusin lon*te," Ardi slammed his phone into the sofa.

"Why? how angry?" Atiqah shakes Ardi's shoulder.

"He asked us to shut up. But now he's in another lon*tenya place. It's unclean!!" Ardi broke his body.

"But don't be so rude. It is not good for our child to be bullied" Atiqah rubbed his stomach. Like the touch of the mother, the baby inside moves to follow where the touch Atiqah.

"Sorry .. sorry baby," Ardi also rubbed.

His phone vibrated again. This time it's not Sigit anymore but Lala.

"Yaudah, I'm going to the room. I was sleepy," Atiqah got up from her seat slowly and went into the room. Ardi did not respond. Ardi was still digesting the contents of Lala's message.

📩 Lala

Check CCTV Resort X Gunungkidul Yogyakarta. June 15th, 01:00 in the morning.

📩 Ardi

You mean what La? the obvious speaking. No need for gini codes.

📩 Lala

Later you know yourself the contents of the CCTV footage. It's between Atiqah and Guntur mas.

Ardi didn't reply to Lala's message again. He squeezed his phone. Strange thoughts appeared, her sense of curiosity what else. Ardi stared at the door of the room that was not tightly closed. With quick steps Ardi went inside while taking off one by one his clothes.

Ardi looked down on Atiqah who had just closed his eyes. "What do you want? I sleepy," said Atiqah so surprised to see Ardi was already on it just wearing underware.

"Open your shirt now!" the loud voice shocked Atiqah again.

"Why should you scream? I told you our son could be horrified" Atiqah touched Ardi's cheek but Ardi brushed it off.

"Fuck up! Off!" Ardi strangled Atiqah's neck. He was so upset with Lala's message. He suspected that Atiqah and Thunder were doing something he was worried about.

"Le pas .. a ku ngg ak bi sa na fas," Atiqah held Ardi's hand around her neck, trying to let go.

"Open your clothes!" Ardi was screaming again. Atiqah nodded while unbuttoning the clothes one by one.

Ardi let go of his strangulation and tore off Atiqah's clothes in impatience. Srekk...

Atiqah closed her eyes, her tears down. His mind goes back to the past. When Ardi forced her and did something rude.

"Why again? what's the matter?" atiqah murmured in the heart.

Ardi smeared his lips so rough that Atiqah patted his chest out of breath.

"You why? slowly aja. I must be your layanin" he said grimacingly, enduring the pain. Ardi invaded his neck, biting him to the wound.

As if in loyalty, Ardi did so violently and hastily. Not nothing, he has gone to leave Atiqah who has not felt the peak of body contact at all. Ardi casually exited the room towards the bathroom after he was satisfied.

Atiqah wiped the corner of her eyes, daydreaming at the ceiling of the room. What is this se*ks relationship? batinya. He tilted his body to the right, pulled the blanket up to the chest and rubbed his stomach that felt tense due to the rough unification of Ardi.

Atiqah curled up in tears. The trauma came again. Ardi is back as he was. Suddenly he was rude and forced it.

Without clearing the remaining groin of her husband's fluid, Atiqah fell asleep in disappointment and sadness.

While Ardi was flashing his head under the shower that sprayed the water in tight mode.

"Suckers! That bastard! Arghj ... " Ardi yelled squeezing his head. I wanted to find out the recording at the time. But he was not ready to accept the reality.

Lala couldn't possibly tell a lie. It was very clear that the message was given to Ardi.

"Is it because of this, he's away from Atiqah?" Ardi asked himself.

Seriate...