Bia, the Substitute Mother
Caught or Not?

...When the time has not yet come then anything will definitely be well hidden and will not be smelled before the time comes. ...

...~JBlack...

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"You are always fragrant, dear" said Arthir, hugging his sister's wife.

At the moment the two lovebirds are in Arthir's room. Ya Dhira accidentally came to the office to meet her husband but was actually behind it. There was a cover for her who wanted to see her husband's sister.

"You know. I came here to reason to meet Shaka," said Dhira letting her boyfriend kiss her on the neck. "Don't you know, is Shaka still at Bia's house?"

Arthir did not answer. The man just focused on kissing and inhaling the scent of his lover's body. The scent of Dhira's body that he had liked a lot since long ago. The aroma that never changed and always became his favorite fragrance.

"I don't care where that guy is not with you!" Arthir said seriously.

"How can I be with me. I'm with you now!"

"Then from that. You can only be with you, baby. I love you so much. Can I take you away? I don't want to share with Shaka, honey!"

"Buck!"

"I'm not a tombal!" Arthir said then pulled Dhira's arm slowly until the two faced each other.

The faces of both face. Their eyes stared at each other. Slowly, Arthir's hand pulled the woman's chin until finally the face of the two and their noses now touched.

"I seriously want to be with you, stay with you and go away from Shaka. I've always been a stepson in the family. Shaka has always been a favorite child. He was always smart in school. He's the one to be proud of than me by Mama and Papa. Especially grandpa!" Arthir said with breath up and down.

Dhira could see both of Arthir's eyes were full of wounds, full of grudges and heartache. He could feel what the man was feeling.

"There's still me, honey. I'm here with you" Dhira said sadly and rubbed Arthir's arm.

The man nodded. He slowly looked back into Dhira's eyes. The man looked at her sexy lips which was very seductive.

Until finally, when their faces came back close together suddenly…

"Darling!" Call a man's voice with Arthir's office door open.

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"What are you guys doing?" Shaka cried with wide eyes at what he saw.

"Aww my eyes!" Lirih Dhira held her eyes and closed them.

The woman glanced at arthir. Trying to figure out a way for the man to know what he means.

"It hurts!"

"Dhira what's wrong?" Shaka asked who was starting to worry.

"My eyes are glistening, Mom. The pain continued to sting" said Dhira rubbing his eyes and rubbing them.

Of course it makes Shaka start to be distracted. He pulled the hand of Dhira who rubbed his eyes until it was red.

"Shut up, Dhir!" shaka said snapping.

The man finally took his wife to the bathroom. He couldn't have forced his wife to open her eyes and blow them away because Dhira's eyes were already red.

"Wash first with water, honey. Let your eyes open in that water."

Finally, Dhira. He's actually fine. It's just an act. He couldn't have wasted time for everything to unfold.

He hasn't gotten anything yet. He hasn't bought anything he wants. Dhira is not ready to lose everything. Dhira doesn't want to lose a bit of what he has now.

He will do everything he can to keep what he has. He'll try to hold everything by himself. Control two men who are equally bucin with him.

"Ka, sorry Brother. I just want to help Dhira. I was gonna blow his eyes but you… "

"Sorry Shaka, Brother. Shaka thinks the same macem, brother. Sorry Shaka is suspicious of both of you" said Shaka, who was again fooled. "Shaka should thank you for helping Dhira."

"I know, Ka. You're probably afraid your wife turned away from you and ran to me, aren't you?" Goda Arthir raised her eyebrows. "Are you doubting your good looks now? Do you doubt I can compete with you?"

Shaka laughs. He put his arm around her shoulder and patted her.

"Don't expect to take it from me, brother! For this one, I can't share!" Shaka said firmly. "If it's my stuff, I can give it to you even without you asking but this one. Not at all!"

"certain. No one will ever give the woman he loves to another. I did too!"

"Godw!" Shaka widened his eyes. He looked at his brother in disbelief.

"Tell me, brother. What kind of woman can grab a heart, my brother. Which woman could make my brother fall in love?" Shaka said with a splash.

"You sure you want to know?" Arthir asked who had been heard by Dhira.

The woman had washed her face and began to stare at Arthir who was also staring at her.

"certain, Brother. Who?" Shaka asked impatiently.

"The woman…."

"Mas" Pekik Dhira quickly and made Shaka turn his head.

"Honey," said Shaka and soon approached his wife. "Where? You okay?"

Dhira. "But my shirt, Mas. Wet!"

Dhira whining. However, his eyes while glancing towards Arthir with a dislike look.

"In my room there's your shirt, honey. Come on!" Shaka helped his wife out of the room. "I went back to my room, brother. I want to help Dhira change clothes."

"Help what helps?" Sindir Arthir made Shaka laugh.

"Can't be envious!" Shaka said as he led his wife. "I'm out, brother. Thanks for being distracted!"

Unbeknownst to Shaka. Dhira blinked one of his words at Arthir and was slapped with a distant kiss by the man.

The man with a handsome and dazzling face folded both hands in front of his chest. His body he rested on the wall by staring at the door of his room that had been tightly closed.

"Whatever is mine can always be mine, Shaka. Not only your stuff but your wife can also be mine. Mine, Arthir's!"

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"Seriously got my shirt, honey?" Dhira asked as the two were already in Shaka's room.

"Yes. Did you forget to bring an excess of clothes and put it in the closet here," said Shaka as he walked to his secret room and opened the wardrobe.

His lips smiling happily I saw a dress belonging to his wife hanging there.

"Wear your shirt, honey. I'm afraid you catch a cold if you keep wearing wet clothes" Shaka said worriedly.

"Yes, Mas. But before that. "Dhira's pause that makes Shaka speechless.

"Give me one kiss. I miss your kisses, honey," Rayu Dhira who made Shaka shy is not playing.

Honestly, however, Dhira is good at seducing. This sometimes makes Shaka try to compensate for his wife's ability.

He was trying to be a warm figure, a figure who could fight for Dhira and succeed.

Shaka slowly kissed the lips and took a sip slowly and within a few seconds.

"I've given you a kiss. Now, get your clothes on, honey. You will be sick later. I don't want you to get sick from this!"

~Connected

Well yeah must be disappointed yakan? huhu patience will have time.

BTW want to love info, insya Allah Abra brother story will be released in the novel toon after everything is sorted out with the business next to well. so just wait for my latest info.