Berondong Keborangan My Wife
Vaporize Regrets

Mila and Samsul's voice was slightly heard by Deni in the living room. Deni deliberately did not move from the house. Silence silently listened to the conversation of Mila and Samsul.

"Ma. Mama wants to, right? Wait for Papa, at most an hour Ma. Mama don't go in that same leaning" whispered Samsul.

"No Pa. Mama doesn't want to!" mila Snaps.

"Oh Ma. Don't speak out loud, be ashamed at hearing the young man," protested Samsul later.

"Just like Mama will watch!"

"Alright Ma. Let's go watch. Let Papa deliver, will you?"

Mila's eyes were puffed up looking at her husband's face. Unbelievingly.

"Well! Papa's serious!"

"Yes Ma. Papa's serious."

Mila immediately embraced her husband's body tightly while crying bitterly.

"Thank you Pa. ", said Mila hugged Samsul.

"Wait a minute, Ma."

Samsul then walked out of the house to pick up something from his bike. Black bag taken. Then he took out a flat object from his briefcase.

"Hello Pa!"

Samsul contacted Pa Vishnu to ask permission that day he could not attend the meeting.

"How is this Father. This meeting is very important Pa. What is the need Pa? Until the Father leaves this happy moment?" answer from across there.

"Happy moment?" reply Samsul shocked.

"Lho, this Father how, anyway! Today's meeting to promote the Father's performance. Father will be appointed Pa manager!" reply later.

Samsul's eyes widened to hear it. He did not expect. That Pa Vishnu would give him a new post. The manager. Girang is not a braid. Samsul immediately ran to Mila who was preparing to change clothes in the room.

Deni took a long breath. Still sitting on the sofa waiting for the next scene.

"Ma!!" Samsul shouted out loudly to Mila.

"What the hell is it, Pa?"

"Ma. Papa was appointed Manager Ma!!"

So happy. Samsul raised Mila's body and turned around shouting. Making Mila's head dizzy.

"Free Pa!" mila shouted while trying to release Samsul's hand.

Samsul then lowered Mila from his lap.

"Ma. Sorry yes, today. I just watched Deni. Papa has to go right now. Imagine Ma. Papa's the Manager!"

After saying that. Samsul looking for a green map. Having found. Samsul left in a hurry to go outside the room and approached Deni who was still sitting dumbstruck.

"Son Deni. Please take my wife to see, will you? Father has an important need."

Samsul then reached into his pants pocket to take out a black wallet. Five hundred bills he kept on the table.

"Well. This is for you guys. Please take care of my wife, will you?"

After saying that. Samsul hurried out. Turn on the motor and go by.

Deni. Mouth gaping. His eyes were fixed on the five hundred bills that were stranded on the guest table. Then Deni's eyes turned to look at Mila's room. Deni got up from his seat, walking slowly towards Mila's room. After closing the door and locking it. Five hundred bills. Deni just ignored it.

Mila was sitting on the floor with a blank face looking ahead.

"Bu .. " Deni said while holding Mila's shoulder.

Mila looked slowly at Deni. His eyes turned red with the roar of tears flowing profusely on his smooth cheeks.

"Prophe Ma'am," said Deni frenziedly looking at the state of Mila.

Mila then stood up from her seat. Walk slowly towards the kitchen. Deni followed her with a feeling of wastiness.

A knife. Mila take it off the plate rack.

Later then.

That sharp knife Mila pointed at his hand. Sontak Deni shock. As fast as lightning Deni snatched the knife from Mila's hand.

"God! Conscious Ma'am!" pekik Deni's.

"Give me that knife!" mila snapped a glare at Deni's face.

"No!" Lekas Deni threw the knife in every direction. Then hunt down the sculpted Mila. Deni hugged the poor woman.

"Enough Ma'am. Don't do that!"

Deni hugged Mila's body tightly even though Mila did not respond. The woman did not move at all. His eyes were empty. Face pale. Tears endlessly flooded his cheeks.

"Den. I don't want to live anymore. Better to just die. Rather than tormenting the mind every day .." said Mila melirih.

Deni then leads Mila's hand to take her to the room. Then Deni sat Mila on the bed. Deni crouched down in front of his knees, grabbed Mila's hand and kissed her. While saying.

"Mom. Marry Deni ... "

Mila's eyes opened perfectly hearing Deni's words.

"What's? What are you saying! Whatchu mean?" Mila can't believe Deni said that.

"Yes Mom. Better end this. We have committed many sins. Until when we are like this. And why do you maintain this unhealthy household. Like words. If we are tired of the clothes we wear. What's wrong with just getting off. Rather than causing illness later, I understand, right? Deni means."

"But Den. I love my husband very much!"

"Deni knows Bu. But look at Mom's husband. He was just chasing after the material. Never knowing or caring about your feelings. He's a workaholic!"

Mila and Deni looked at each other. There's a sense of it being clearly drawn there. Deni is mature despite his young age.

"Deni promises will make Mom happy. Deni will look for work, if you want to marry Deni. Deni's serious Mom!"

Mila. His eyes still stared at Deni with sadness, before finally taking out his words.

"No Den, I can't live without him. I love him so much ... "

Deni breathed heavily, then got up, walked slowly back to Mila who was still sitting dumbstruck.

"Alright .. from now on. Just end our relationship. Deni does not want us to continue to fall into this despicable sin. Until when Deni should satisfy Mother's desires. Deni is afraid of Mom. We've been slaves to lust."

"No Den! Don't leave Mom!" Mila went to hunt Deni and hugged the burly body from behind.

Deni squeezed the fingers of Mila's hand which wrapped around her body. The next second Deni turned his body right in front of Mila. Groped Mila's cheeks with both hands and****** the woman's lips gently.

Mila sighed favorably as well as Deni. The two walked backwards with their lips still clinging to each other. Eventually, both of them were in bed.

Mila twitched favor when Deni's hand guerrilla wildly. The flash of passion has locked both of them in.

That's all Deni can do for Mila. For the woman to forget for a moment her sadness.

Mila could forget everything if she was in physical contact with him. The young man truly gave him the enjoyment of a world paradise like no other.

After finishing the fight. Mila looked satisfied. Sweat drenched both. They both slept on their backs on the bed with plain bodies.

"Mom. This is the last time Deni satisfied Mom. Deni will go" said Deni with a face that is clear.

These few months Deni happily gave his body to satisfy the married woman. Deni made himself a slave to the lust of Mila who was adrift of eighteen years with him.

Mila jerks.

"No Den! Don't stay in Mom!" Mila immediately hugged Deni.