Derana Wasted Wife
DERANA CHAPTER 1

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The king was still faithful to accompany when Derana sat on the prayer mat without removing the face that was still wrapped in aurat.

For almost two hours, he sat down without switching, having fulfilled his duty as a servant.

Derana looked pensive while occasionally sighing deeply while striking the sense of tightness that filled the recesses of the soul.

It crossed his mind the treatment of Farel—suami who should be a protector and a place to lean, since both expressed their sacred vows in front of the ruler and witnesses.

“Women don't just need status as a wife. But also need sweet treatment and shoulders to lean .. mas.” Derana muttered softly on the sidelines of the breath.

Derana wants to be like the lucky Eve. Married by a man of faith and assurance, and behaved sweetly towards the wife.

Each time after fulfilling their duty as a servant, they raise their palms and plead with the Most Merciful, so that their love links are directed and united to the eternal world. Then, they hugged and shared affection as the prayer beads.

The creaking sound of doors opening .. breaking the seagrass glass. Derana was stunned and instantly rotated her head towards the source of the sound.

Seen a tall man and tanned skin .. smile grinning towards him while folding his hands in front of his chest. Who else if not Farel, the man who has the status of her husband.

“M-mas Farel –“ greet Derana ter brick.

“Sleep, Ra! I want to sneak a rod,” his irrefutable command. Farel then swung his legs towards Derana who looked limp shortly after he threw the command line.

“Mas, I'm hungry. I'm limp. Feed me first, and after that ... I'll serve you,“ Derana's pinta.

Farel laughed loudly. Roughly, he pulled Derana's arm and pushed the tiny body of his wife to fall on the bed.

“Listen Dera! I don't need you to serve. Just close your eyes and let me do everything I want.”

Derana breathed a heavy breath. As a wife, she could not refuse the husband's order because of filial piety.

By force, the release of the mukena that wrapped the aurat then obeyed Farel— command to lay the body on the bed.

Slowly, she closed her eyelids and resigned to what her husband would do.

Farel smiled again as Derana obeyed his orders.

Stretched fingers to open one by one Derana shirt buttons. Then he threw it in any direction all the cloth that originally wrapped the beautiful body of his wife.

Impatiently, Farel began touching Derana's entire body and sipped the honey that became opium—after making sure the poor woman had slept.

Farel had a very unusual habit. Every time he wanted to channel desire, he always told Derana to sleep. Only then did he enjoy his wife's beautiful body at will.

Surprisingly, every time Farel touched his body and dipped his stiffened trunk, Derana never felt anything. He slept without being awake. Like people who are hypnotized or given sleeping pills. So that Derana never felt the pleasure of the unification of the body.

But when Farel finished channeling desire, Derana just woke up and felt his whole body hurt. Especially in the middle of her marwah.

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Farel Atmajaya Saputra Hotel. He was the son of the late Hendri Atmajaya and Arimbi Rahayu.

Farel worked as a building foreman. Although he worked as a foreman and paid a considerable salary, he never met the needs of his wife.

Every day, the poor woman was given only two thousand rupiah. Too little and lost a lot when compared to the pocket money of PAUD children, Kindergarten children, or SD children in this day and age.

To meet daily needs, Derana was forced to accept the help of her parents.

Miris. Supposedly, a married woman is the responsibility of the husband, not the responsibility of both parents.

The woman, who is now half a century old, is not only married once in a lifetime. However, she was married .. four times— after her first husband died.

While Mr. Atmajaya—kakek Farel, he was married nine times. And of the nine women married by him— some divorced after fulfilling the obligation on the first night.

Sweet is thrown away. After being wiped out by the honey, it was immediately divorced and abandoned.

So what about Farel? Is it enough to have only one wife? If Farel is like his mother and grandfather, how will Derana be?

Derana can only surrender and surrender, following the plot etched by the Writer of Life Scenario ....

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Mentari almost returned to the contest when Derana was awake from her deep sleep.

The poor woman bit her lower lip and frowned as she felt pain all over her body.

Slowly he got up and leaned his back on the headboard.

Wiped all over space with his sense of sight, looking for the figure that had just touched and sipped his honey. But not found.

After being content to channel the desire, Farel then passed away, leaving his wife who was still asleep.

Derana grinned bitterly at the sight of her plain body adorned with red traces.

The red trail left behind by Farel, is proof that he really enjoyed Derana—'s body.

Not just a red trail. But the white liquid that soaks between the daughters of marwah is also a proof of the union of the bodies of both humans-Farel and Derana.

Farel felt an incredible pleasure. While Derana .. she felt pain after their bodies united. Even the pain spread to the crown.

“Yes Allah, I am so hungry,” he murmured while rubbing his screaming belly.

From morning until dusk, the poor woman had no food and no drink. Like a person who fasts, but his fast is not because of fulfilling obligations, but because it is forced ....

He brought the body down the bed and then picked up all the cloth scattered on the floor.

While enduring the pain, Derana walked towards the bathroom. He wanted to cleanse the body immediately, before the sound of the longing of his Lord could be heard.

Cold and soothing air shower, unable to shed the pain that destroys the heart.

Derana cried awkwardly, shed tears of sorrow and lara made her bitter.

Poor Derana ....

Stay strong in the face of every test of life that He touches. Rest assured, the Most Merciful is always on the side. He never left the servant who always called His asthma and asked for help.

Later ... when the time comes, He will lead you to find happiness ....

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