Chasing Love Husband Cold
Don't Reject Me

If not in the hospital environment maybe Alan is not just pushing Diego but must have made him battered. The more days Alan felt that Diego was getting presumptuous because he always interfere with his personal problems. The man was eager to ignite the flames of anger by carrying Dilara around on every topic of conversation if they met.

Is it possible that Diego pulled that on Dilara?.

Can't be allowed. Who does she think Dilara is. She is my wife and will remain my wife.

After the incident Alan became a concentration rupture. He switched all the schedules to Leo, while he chose to calm down. The trauma in the past due to the separation of both parents, apparently had a major impact on the stability of Alan's emotions. It could have caused fatalities if he was reckless to do the act of oprasi, to eliminate someone's life, and Alan did not want it to happen.

Alan broke the body. In his office there are also several facilities for sleeping and cleaning. After washing his face, the man wanted to sleep for a while. Maybe by resting, he thought he could be stable again. However, when the eyes are forced closed, Alan's mind is instead focused on Dilara. Also about Diego who seems to be trying hard to get close to Dilara who is also his wife.

Alan admitted that Diego several times caught him scolding Dilara who delivered lunch to the hospital. Diego had also seen him throw the food Dilara made into the trash. But is it possible that the halmeh thing caught Diego's attention so deep on Dilara?.

Alan growled in annoyance. He got up, and again washed his face to cast out strange shadows that seemed to be breaking his head. He's dizzy. Until finally choosing to go home rather than in the workspace but the mind is instead focused on Dilara.

Earth is raining. The hot weather turned cold. From the car window showing the highway, the rain seemed increasingly heavy. The journey is slightly hampered by heavy rain which slightly disturbs the scenery.

Alan had to be a little patient to get home faster. Though the air conditioning temperature and weather outside have made the growth shiver cold.

Nearly 50 minutes into the journey, the iron horse Alan was driving entered the gate of the residence. In a hurry, a security guard opened the fence and invited the Master to go inside.

The rain was still left with a cold that was still piercing to the bone. Alan quickly got out of the car and entered the house.

Silent. There was only a servant outside who welcomed me. Then where is Dilara?. No doubt the handsome man with the nose mbangir was looking for the whereabouts of the wife who had not been seen.

"Is it possible he's in the room" muttered Alan who directly climbed the stairs, connecting the ground floor and the second floor of the residence.

It's too early than usual to go home to work. That might make Lara not finished preparing and welcoming him like a normal day. Sepi, when stepping through the hall still not found the existence of Lara. Just a few meters from the room occupied by his wife, Alan said, he heard the voice of a woman singing. Although faint but Alan can recognize who the figure of the owner of the melodious voice, soft and darn it. Tilled.

Alan walked slowly. The man was quite surprised when he looked at the door of the room slightly open. Maybe the wife forgot to lock it.

The closer it got, the clearer it sounded. Alan was pushed by something invisible to get closer to standing in front of the door of Dilara's room.

Alan jerked. For whatever reason, the sight before him must make any adam gulp. There, in front of the window of Dilara's room staring at the rain outside with only clothes lacking the material that had been used to tease her. Then why is Lara wearing it now, when she's not home.

Something inside Alan suddenly rose. Dilara is not yet aware of her existence. The woman was still kicking, singing a song that was so foreign to Alan's ear.

Alan is not strong. Moreover, half wet hair Dilara which makes the sexiness of his wife more clearly visible. Not wanting to linger, Alan walked closer without making a sound then without the man's cue directly hugged the wife from behind.

Dilara almost shouted, if Alan's palm did not first smother his mouth.

"Don't scream. It's me, Alan, your husband" whispered Alan gently in Dilara's ear.

"It's so cold outside but why are you even dressed like this?." Alan spoke half a whisper. It felt like stroking Lara's ears and making her bristle. The woman wanted to rebel but Alan held back.

"I asked, the air outside is so cold why are you wearing clothes like this?." Alan's hands started moving wildly. His index finger moved down the shoulder until Dilara's neck opened, while his lips began to sweep the surface of the wife's flushed cheek skin.

"So-so I ha-just tried to not realize you're home." Dilara's body shuddered, responding to Alan's every touch on the surface of her skin. While Alan, the man's breathing began to hunt, as Dilara's body had been spinning, until now the two faced each other.

Alan lowered his head, cupping both sides of his wife's face with his big hands.

"Why are you afraid to see me?." The man asked as his wife's pair of eyes began to glaze over. The woman's body was also trembling, just like when she hooked the wife for the first time.

Dilara shook his head faintly without answering.

"I want to be with you, to feel the joy of love from both of our bodies." After Alan silenced Dilara's lips, they kissed even though Alan was the one who dominated. Naturally, Dilara is just an innocent woman who is still passive. Despite being repeatedly given ordinance lessons to seduce her husband, Dilara is just a plain girl who lost concentration, especially when she was met with a man who was violent Alan.

"I beg you, don't turn my back on me."

Without even being asked, Alan had no power to refuse. Alan was too dazzling, to the point of making the inexperienced girl lulled.

The two fused chewy objects sipped at each other. Giving pleasure to each other until the man who was very passionate immediately snuggled the body of the woman to be laid down on the bed. There was no physical violence, at the moment Alan was really treating Dilara so gently like an expensive object.

Dilara is completely lulled. One side wants to refuse but on the other side wants to ask for something more and more. In the cold, Dilara enjoys the union of their love even though the feelings of the two are still equally vague. Let it.

Meanwhile somewhere else.

"Dilara Agnesia" said a man, looking at a photograph in hand.

The man smiled faintly. Staring at the face of a woman in a photo that later became his obsession.

Inside this medium-sized room, the figure of the man was giving minimal illumination. In addition to his likes, he reasoned that the dimness was getting closer to the woman he liked.

Countless thousands of photos of the woman he took secretly and made into a private collection. From different clothes, gestures, and facial expressions.

He will stand for a long time, staring at every photo of women as the longing in the chest grows. Such is the way to let go of longing, in someone who unfortunately has become someone else's wife.

Tbc.

Yuk, guessed yuk. Who is this obsessed guy?. Who is his obsession?.