DIMPLE OWNER GIRL
Ameera Rage

“Mas Rumi, I beg you not.” Pinta Ameera, but this time his speech was ignored.. Rumi pulled Ameera's legs until now ameera was in a supine position, Rumi locked Ameera's body with her body on top of Ameera's body, Ameera's hands were also in Rumi's grip.

Ameera cried full of fear and tension, until Rumi undressed Ameera violently. Ameera was helpless when Rumi began to pique her lust, emngcup neck huingga smooth chest Ameera, it looks Ameera was very weak at that time, Ameera was very weak at that time, his body immediately felt pain trying to rebel but his strength was too weak to hold Rumi's body.

Ameera increasingly sobbing when the treatment of rumi this time reminded him of the events at night that scowled his honor.

This body scent, this sweat..

Ameera could not forget her memory so she put all her fingers on Rumi's shoulder that had not held a shirt.

“Jaaahhaaatttttt” Shouts as loudly as possible until Rumi groans in pain due to Ameera's claw full of emotion. At once Ameera also fell silent, her eyes closed.

Rumi looked at Ameera, but there was no movement.

“Meera, Wake up!!” Rumi slapped softly on Ameera's cheek.

Rumi realized that when she touched Ameera's body, her body was cold and full of sweat.

“Astga.. she fainted?” Said Rumi with an irregular yet perfect breath.

“Meera, wake Meer.” Pinta Rumi started to panic.

Sweat that also flowed in Rumi's body added to the pain that was quite disturbing, because of the panache, he ignored the wound, he wore his clothes and rushed to re-dress Ameera's clothes.

Rumi went out of her room in a panic, seeing that there were still two of her best friends..

“Gue can not tell the current state of Ameera the same they, can-can be exposed my attitude the same he to papa” said Rumi slowly.

Rumi returns to her room, opens her phone and sends Victor a text message telling Faiz and Keyla that Ameera is serving Rumi as her husband.

Getting that short message, Victor frowned in surprise..

Meanwhile, Rumi was still silent looking at Ameera who was unconscious. He looked at her with the face of Ameera paled with sweat.

“What am I overreacting?” Rumi said in a monologue.

Rumi was still waiting for Ameera to wake up from her stupor back then, ten minutes had already passed.. Rumi hurriedly grabbed the eucalyptus oil and placed it in the area of Ameera's nostril. The stinging smell was able to resuscitate Ameera.

Seeing the figure of Rumi in front of him again made Ameera very frightened, he sat down and moved backwards to corner himself away from Rumi while trying to cover his body with a pillow.

“Why you? I am your husband.” Rumi said quite firmly.

Ameera was sweating again, her face was pale again and she looked very frightened.

“OK alright, I'll go far away.. “ Rumi stands away from Ameera.

Ameera threw away her gaze, looked in any direction, her mind now recollecting the events of that night, the sound of lightning outside her rumah further sharpened the shadow of that night..

“arrrrrgghh” Jerit Ameera held back Step Rumi who was about to open the door of the room.

Why Ameera? He's like a depressed person only. – Rumi deepens.

Rumi is back to Ameera.

“Don't scare me and panic.. Okay, I'm sorry for what I did earlier, but trust me, as your husband I have rights over you.!” Rumi said then she left Ameera who was crying and screaming alone in her room.

The grip, the smell of the body and the breath.Why is it all the same? Why did everyone open my memory on the night of that incident..? God what is this? I beg you to erase my memory of that terrible event.. I beg you. – Ameera sat in tears full of emotion, the tag inviting tightness to her chest.

Tired of disgust, Ameera was asleep in her sleep at that time, until an hour later she woke up. The day was very dark even though it was still pointing at five in the afternoon.

The rain had just stopped wetting his territory.

Ameera as if she had gained new energy, she fell silent for a moment staring at the mirror. His white neck now looks some signs of redness due to Rumi's actions, his wrist is also very sick. He undid his shirt, and he again found some reddish marks on his chest area.

This time I'm pretty sure Ameera's batting.

Ameera buttoned back her clothes, with a look that still looks very chaotic she came out of her room, she slammed the door after she came out, it invited the presence of Rumi who was in her study.

Ameera went down the stairs quickly, Rumi who saw Ameera Nampak teegesah-gesah rushed to follow Ameera.

“BBI...” Shouts of strong Ameera.

“Iya non, what is it?” Seemed terrified, she ran quickly towards Ameera with her employer's face full of anger, her appearance was also very chaotic.

“Where's Warehouse?” Ameera's words confused aunty!

“Diamana Guidnggg!” ameera shouted annoyedly.

“Shut up, Mas!” Ameera.

“Di.. in beakang non.” Said Aunt Ameera then walked quickly followed by aunt and Rumi.

“What do you want to do Ameera?” Rumi said seeing Ameera's emotions were mounting and unstable.

Ameera went into the Warehouse, looking for an item but could not find it. He rushed to the garage.

His steps are now followed by Rumi..

“VICTOORRR” shouted Ameera as soon as victor appeared.

“Which cars are often used by Mas Rumi?” Ameera said firmly.

“Awhat do you mean?” Upset rumi pulls Ameera's hand, with one stomp Ameera brushes Rumi's hand away.

“Victor reply.. or I will contact papa now!!” Ameera.

Victor then pointed to three cars that were usually worn by rumi, Ameera's eyes and feelings were fixed to a black Jeep car with large tires.

“Open.!” emphatically Ameera said while referring to the car.

“What the fuck are you, Ameera?!” Rumi said very firmly.

“Open!!” His request to Victor and ignoring Rumi's words.

The car was open, Ameera then searched the car until his body was limp for a moment. He threw an item he found right in front of Rumi standing up.

“Brengseeekkk boys!!” Ameera said right in front of Rumi while holding back the tears in her emotions.

“What do you mean? Huh?!” Upset Rumi while clutching Ameera's crew arm.

“Lease!! Fuck..!!” Ameera brushed off Rumi's hand.

The incident that saw some workers in the residence, Ameera did not care about his uncontrolled attitude, he was also powerless until his body trembled. Feeling satisfied and getting answers to all the mysteries in his fear he just ran to his room but Rumi did not stay silent, he followed Ameera.

Rumi saw Ameera putting some clothes in her suitcase.

“What the fuck are you, Ameera?? Hey!!” Rumi pulls Ameera's tiny body away from her bed.

Not wanting to look weak, Ameera berdri challenged Rumi to tears and sobs incessantly.

“You still ask why? Still don't you realize what I've realized?? Huh?” Ameera snapped at Rumi fearlessly.

Rumi was silent, staring intently at Ameera's face with a sharp look. Ameera returned that gaze cynically filled with kebencia.

“Open your shirt.. Open..!!” He said while shaking Rumi's body.

“BUKAA.....!!” Shouted Ameera within five inches of Rumi's face.

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Who could hold their breath reading it? Hehe

I also write about emotions..

- what stuff did Ameera throw?

- Why did Ameera ask Rumi to undress? Hehe

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Thankyou, greetings my love..

May ^^^^^^^^^^^^