Berondong Keborangan My Wife
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A delicate white hand gently patted Samsul's face, then in a seductive tone Intana spoke.

"You are always present in my dreams Beb ... "

The breath of the owner of the voice was smelled by the pungent smell of alcohol, and Samsul frowned and kissed him.

Then the delicate, gleaming arms of the beautiful woman wrapped around her neck, her thin red lips slanted slightly, revealing a graceful and seductive smile.

Samsul's heart rate peaked immediately.

"Come Beb. I'm lonely ... "

"You're crazy! Unhand me!"

Samsul turned his head while avoiding the attack from the red lips blushing the woman of his past. Then in a hoarse voice Samsul said.

"Enough Intana! I don't want to get sick like before! Stay away from me!"

"Are you no longer interested in me?"

"No!"

"Oh. Maybe you're not a normal guy ... "

Intana's words provoked Samsul's emotions. The sentence uttered by Intana is a provocation of light from Intana.

Samsul narrowed his eyes, then turned his body, until the position of the two swapped. Samsul above, overlapping the Intana below him.

"I'm normal or not! It's none of your business!"

Intana that is still affected by alcohol can not hear clearly Samsul's words.

Samsul gasps out of the car avoiding Intana's increasingly uncontrollable passion.

The woman was seen writhing herself in her car. Samsul was panicking. There was no way he would leave Intana in such a miserable state. The woman seemed to be heavily drunk when she met him earlier. Seen from his attitude that is not ashamed to declare his love. Although he had not met the girl who had filled his heart for years.

Forced Samsul to return to Intana to resuscitate him.

"Intana! Wake up! Let's go home" Samsul got into the car and grabbed the limp drooping body with a pale-looking face.

"No Beb! I don't want to go home! Leave me alone, if you won't accompany me! There go!"

Intana's leg beat makes Samsul almost fall.

Plaque!

A loud slap struck Intana's cheek. Making Intana stunned for a moment and crying softly drowned her face in Samsul's chest.

"Slap me again, baby! I do deserve it .. hiks .. hiks .. "challenge Intana accompanied by a soft cry.

"No, don't talk weird! I'll drive you home right now! Where is your home!" Samsul takes Intana to the front door of the car.

"Your body is small but heavy!" the chirps when you put Intana in the car.

Samsul took a deep breath and threw it away quickly. He then closed the car door behind him and stepped towards the steering wheel. Without a second thought, Samsul drove off his car and let Intana lie on his side.

"Wake Intana! Where's yourhouse?" samsul Pinta.

Intana did not answer.

"Intana! Say it! Where's home!"

"I don't want to go home!"

"You're crazy, what? My wife is coming back soon! The key to the house is on me! How about my wife come home!"

"I don't care. My life is broken, I am lonely. My husband is rarely home. I couldn't stand it anymore, every day he came home at night and never paid attention to me. "he said with a blank look straight ahead.

Samsul turned his head towards Intana while shaking his head slowly.

Samsul stopped his car immediately.

"Hm ... " Intana muttered while closing her eyes. Tears began to fall in both eyes.

"Do you know Beb. Never let your wife be lonely, I can feel the pain if a woman is ignored" she said in a sad tone.

For a moment Samsul's lips fell silent. Hearing Intana's confession. Long before her, she had ignored Mila who at that time always complained about the attention she was lacking.

It turns out that women are all the same. Besides material things, they also need a little affection and love.

Meet with Intana. A glance and remind of his attitude first. Every day he works overtime home at night. Unaware of the feelings his wife felt.

Now he has realized his mistake all along. Inner breath is also obligated to fulfill for the sake of harmonious relationship between husband and wife.

"Why are you quiet?"

The question of Intana resuscitates Samsul's daydream.

"Eh .. anu .. that ... where should I take you home." Samsul answered her with nervousness. Intana has slapped her mind. Really Samsul felt guilty to Mila, he did not know the time to look for material by not heeding the request of his wife at that time.

Mila often asked him to give a little time to be with her throughout the day who were always busy chasing worldly treasures.

"Just go back to your house, tell your wife .. "pinta Intana then.

"No! I'll take you home! I can take the ojek from here," refused Samsul.

"All right."

Intana then told Samsul to continue his journey towards his home.

Not how long. The two of them arrived in front of a large and luxurious house with a towering high fence.

"So this is your house?"

"Yes. Stop by for a minute, I'll make you your favorite hot tea first," Intana bargained while getting out of her car to change places.

Samsul got out of the car and walked away from Intana.

"Come on, come on in, there's nobody in my house. There were only a few servants, my husband did not know when to go home" Intana said as she grabbed Samsul's arm to take him into the spacious courtyard of his house.

"No! Next time, my wife's waiting at home."

Samsul quickly brushed off Intana's hand and rushed to leave. But before that happened, Intana gave a business card to Samsul so that at any time Samsul would contact him.

"Call me, will you? If there is time. You are very loyal to your wife" Intana said as she slipped her business card into Samsul's fingers.

Samsul looked at him in surprise while looking towards the business card he was holding.

"I'll go home first."

No more words were spoken from her red lips. Intana looked at Samsul until the man disappeared from her sight.

Right on the big highway. Samsul immediately found an ojek to go home. Intana's house was not far from where she worked. Just an hour from his house.

The card he had been holding since. He put it in his wallet.

Time has shown at two o'clock in the afternoon. Samsul arrived in front of his house. The hunger that had attacked him disappeared instantly when he accidentally met Intana.

That woman is still as beautiful as ever.

And the scene that almost made him sin on Mila. Luckily he avoided it. Intana's tempestuous desire for a moment made her fall asleep. But Samsul can handle it, because he wants to be a loyal man for his wife.

The house is still empty. It seems that Mila has not arrived from the market yet.

Where's Mila. To the market for a long time, indeed whatever he wants to buy, until this hour his wife has not come. Samsul.

While waiting for his wife. Samsul sat in front of his porch.