Berondong Keborangan My Wife
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Ijab qobul finish. Mila and Deni could now breathe a sigh of relief. They are now officially husband and wife. There's nothing more to worry about.

Especially Deni. The high-minded woman has now legally become his wife. Even though they married in series. But for Deni he could freely serve the needs of the woman without feeling sinful. Even though Mila is still a wife. But that's okay, the important thing is that he can now treat Mila as a husband to his wife. Especially now the woman who is adrift away her age. Being pregnant with her child.

That afternoon it appeared Mila was sitting leaning against Deni's chest with a heart of flowers. The handsome young man, his dream, is now completely his.

"Honey .. you are happy .. said Mila with her martyrdom.

"Of course, honey .. I'm so happy. Moreover, you are now containing the fruit of my love .. " said Deni while stroking Mila's hair gently.

"Darling ... I want ..." Mila's seductive voice made Deni understand.

Deni could not bear to hear that seductive voice.

As if I had no time. Deni moves rain down on Mila's body by giving her a touch of tubers.

Mila sighed favorably as well as Deni when their property was the same as fused. Deni's body had even trembled with a delicious sensation. As Deni moved his hips back and forth, the young-leaning lips kept working over Mila's ranum lips. While the other hand participated guerrilla felt every curve of Mila's body. Makes Mila twitch favors.

Mila couldn't take it anymore. He immediately released his burden of reaching the peak of unparalleled pleasure.

The woman screamed a little because of the overwhelming pleasure sensation from Deni.

Deni won't stop. He continues to hunt down Mila's body. Until the two finally fell helplessly.

Mila's breath is over. Almost two hours Mila and Deni did the bed scene. The woman groaned twice.

"Darling I was so satisfied .." said Mila with a still innocent body.

"I will give this favor every day. Flocking it never gives up if you have to serve Mila.

Mila lady high desire. Almost every day, Deni had to serve him. And that's not all. Mila could even take off her burden two or three times making Deni a little overwhelmed to deal with her.

Deni must exert all his energy if playing in bed with Mila. Not infrequently Deni runs out of energy because of the high lustre of Mila.

"Ohiya dear, tomorrow I will buy household appliances. All I want to buy you clothes" said Mila, rising from there. Then he grabbed every strand of his clothes scattered on the floor.

"Darling, you want to go home now?" ask Deni.

"Yes dear. It's already afternoon. My husband must be home by now, I have to prepare food for him."

Mila also pecked her face on the medium size mirror that she bought yesterday from the market. Tidying up her hijab and putting on a little makeup on her face and putting on lipstick on her lips that just came in***** the young man leaned in.

"Darling, don't you shower first?"

"Later at home. It's been half three in the afternoon.I have to go home, tomorrow I come again after my husband goes to the office. Ok!"

After she finished dressing up, Mila left the place.

Using her order Gojek, Mila quickly went home so that her husband would not be suspicious.

It didn't take long. Mila was on the front porch of her house.

The house looks empty.

Where's Siti?

Mila opened the door with a spare key.

The door is wide open.

There's nobody inside. Siti and Samsul are also absent.

"Where are they going" Mila muttered.

Siti wasn't in her room. Samsul has not returned.

Mila then took her cell phone from her gym bag to contact her husband. But there's no answer at all. Even Samsul's phone is off.

Mila was getting curious, not as usual. Her husband turned off his phone.

Anxiety and anxiety began to disturb Mila's mind.

Moreover, suddenly, Samsul brought a beautiful woman who he recognized as a nephew.

The deg!

Why did he believe so easily in Samsul's words.

Never thought of him. It could be that Siti is not her nephew, it could be a beautiful woman is the affair of her husband.

Nah!

Found her husband and Siti not home. Mila became suspicious, especially Samsul turned off his phone.

And to prove it all, Mila had to ask both parents Samsul who now settled in Kalimantan.

"Helo Mother. This is Mila, how are you there," said Mila.

"Eh Son Mila, how are you, son? How's Samsul there? Is it okay?" ask Mila's in-laws from across the street.

"Oh .. here is fine Mom. We're both healthy ma'am" Mila replied.

"Thank God, son then. I hope you two are always happy" she replied.

"We're happy Mom. There's just something important I want to ask you, Mom?" ask Mila please.

"Just ask what's wrong with Mila?"

"That's Mom. Uncle Bram is fine. Oiya I heard her daughter wants to be betrothed. How come you didn't invite Mom?"

"Daughter? Which princess? As far as I know, Uncle Bram only has two twin sons!"

Mila's eyes immediately widened to hear her mother-in-law's confession.

Exorbitant!

Samsul has fooled himself.

At the end of the word. Mila also said hello to her mother-in-law and at that time immediately disconnected her phone.

Mila threw her phone on the bed. His face was already flushed with the mounting anger.

Samsul was so cruel to do that.

Mila then took off one by one her clothes and went to the bathroom to clean her former body was fighting wildly with Deni.

Finish shower. Mila took back the phone she had thrown on the bed. She contacted her husband again, still the same phone is not active.

Mila is getting mad. She imagined her husband must be making out with the cunning woman.

He's very sorry. Why she believed in her husband. Maybe that night, Mila always thought of Deni and his sir's wedding plans.

The clock was moving at eight o'clock in the evening.

Many times she contacted her husband. Still remains the same. No answer from his phone.

Mila was so tormented waiting for him. Turn him back in and out of the house. I hope her husband returns.

Mila can't take it anymore. He also went to his room. Scrambling his bed while cursing the actions of Samsul, who could throw women into his house. And that makes his chest tight. Samsul had lied to her, saying that Siti was his niece.

"Braud you Pa! Watch out for home! Mama's gonna make Papa regret it!" mila screamed as she ruffled her hair.

Mila was endlessly crying and cursing her husband and the cunning woman.

The woman was very attentive to her husband.

You perakor!