
Chapter 9.
Akram put the garfu and spoon in his hand.“Already done?” Liona stared at Akram's lunch which was only dined a little.
“I lost my appetite,” kentusnya who moved from his chair.“My lunch is done, we go home now,” said Akram approached Aruna who was still chatting with Arga.
“Go back?” it felt like he had only been at the cafe for a while, even the food he ordered had not come.
“Quick!” tell Akram to crack a little.
“Arga, sorry I have to go home now,” said Aruna, moving from her chair, chasing Akram's steps in a hurry.
Arga sipped the coffee he just ordered, his eyes still watching Aruna's back getting farther away.“The man really sucks.” muttered Arga held back her emotions.
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“This,” sir Setya gave Akram the key between their breakfasts.
“What is this?” Akram frowned with the key he received.
“That's the key to the barum house, the day after you stay with your wife there,” obviously Mr. Setya returned to eat his sarapanya calmly.
Akram smiled wryly.“Do you think I can't buy a house?” said Akram felt offended, with the gift of his papa. Akram feels he can buy whatever he wants without the help of others.
Mr. Setya put down his utensils, took the tissue in front of him and rubbed the leftovers on the corner of his lips.“Papa just thought maybe you will not buy a house for your wife,” reply sir Setya still with his calm face.
Akram grumbled.
“No need to squander money, he lives here should also be grateful,” timpal bu Risna staring cynically at Aruna.
“Mama is right, I don't think I need that house,” said Akram who was reluctant to have to stay together with Aruna.
“So, you live there or this house that you will sell,” threatened Mr. Setya to get out of his dining chair.
“Jeez he sucks once,” Akram rubbed his huffles.
The next day Akram moved to a new house that had been prepared papanya“Have finished?” ask Akram who let Aruna tidy up the big house alone.
“Come out,” expel Akram after Aruna cleaned their master room.
“Out?”
“Yes, your room stays in the guest room,” Akram said. Aruna could only obey, her feelings said maybe at this time she was still a household assistant in the eyes of her husband.
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“The hope is ready,” said Aruna that morning saw Akram who had just descended the stairs.
Akram glanced at a moment of the food terasi at the table eating.“I'm not satisfied with your cooking,” ketusnya that immediately passed away. Aruna sighed deeply, re-gathering her patience.
Aruna still glanced at the wall clock in the corner of his room, the night was almost before morning but Akram had not yet returned home, Aruna's eyes that began to sleep instantly opened when she heard a faint sound of knocking at the main door, with a hasty step Aruna immediately opened the door.
“Master Acram?” looks Akram with my eyes fell in Aruna's arms. Acrylic unconscious, the smell of alcohol was very pungent from his lips. Aruna immediately took Akram to his room. Laying his body on the bed and removing the jacket and shoes that are still attached to his body.
“Honey,” said Akram holding Aruna's arm that was about to come out of the room.
Aruna's heart was beating, this was the first time Akram said that friendly sentence. Aruna turned her head, looking at Akram who slightly opened her eyes.“Mister?” Aruna was imprisoned when Akram pulled his arm into his deck.
“Satisfy me tonight,” he said in a raucous voice, turning Aruna's body now under the chest of her field. Without aba aba Akram immediately****** voracious lips ranum in front of him. Aruna who was initially clumsy slowly opened her clenched lips, letting Akram****** rough her lips.
His wild hand quickly unbuttoned Aruana's pajamas, squeezing the rubbery body part.“Aahh,” Aruna let out a small sigh, making Akram grinning, with an increasingly passionate desire. Akram stopped the ciuamnaya, switched to the niche of Aruna's neck, sipping her thin skin made many signs of ownership there.
Akram who increasingly felt the heat because of his passion immediately spread the thigh of Aruna.“Pain!” strangling Aruna who felt Akram stomping hers very rudely, no matter Aruna who grimaces, or even holds her back, Akram just wants his passion tonight to be resolved. Until his body collapses after achieving its complete release.
That morning Akram slowly opened his eyes, holding his head which still felt heavy. Akram was imprisoned when he saw Aruna sleeping by his side.“Why is he here?” Akram leaning in bed trying to imagine what has happened.“Jeez.” he said later who remembered that last night he had returned to do so to Aruna under the influence of alcohol.
Aruna who heard the faint voice of Akram also slowly opened her eyes.“Mr Akram?” Aruna immediately lifted the blanket wrapped in her plain body.
“Forget last night what I did to you, it was just the influence of alcohol, I did not in the least do it with feelings for you,” said Akram moved from his bed, towards the bathroom.
Aruna froze, her two irises now sore, hearing the painful words again spoken lightly from her husband's lips.
Sorry yes I'm slow up date. because I have to design my novel in the next field, maybe next month I just up regularly here. thanks for reading 🤗.