Don't (Blame) Love
Episode 233
Because he went to bed early, at four o'clock he was awake. It
out of the room saw aunty pacing around the kitchen, opening the closet
ice and storage cabinets for spices and sauces.
Queen who was about to go out to run around the courtyard
home also ask, “Aibi want to market?”
“iya, nih Non. Anything that needs to be bought. If
not so, often forget,” replied the middle-aged woman.
Queen observes the list of grocery list looks a lot. Sure
it also takes a long time. Bik Yul prefers shopping in the morning
blind, because, the vegetables and fruits he gets will also be more
fresh, and including the first person to choose, so it will be able to that the quality is better, no
lose to the one in hyper****.
“Bi, buy a lot, tuh. It'll be okay if
indeed aunt has not come later let me just prepare breakfast,” said Queen.
“Aduh, would be troublesome, Non. It's gonna be quick, hour
half-six must have arrived home. I invited Dedi, yesterday I told you and he agreed.”
Dedi was one of Al's men who was asked to take care of him
homehouse. She's the age of aunty's son in the village. So, if you look at him, Bik Yul is like look
his first child.
“Yes already, good if so,” replied Queen with a smile
the bik Yul.
Before running, he warms up first. Deliberately Queen
just wearing the cotton negligee he wore to bed last night. Besides the material
thick, not clean, he also did not go out the fence area, and there will be nothing
saw it. If there is one of Al's men see also not a problem.
Because the negligee he wears is also polite, has short sleeves and
Length of knee.
Queen ran around two rounds of the magnificent courtyard of the mansion
and that breadth alone had made him tired and sweaty. Spanky
half six in the morning, he finished his sport. It wipes away sweat
then he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the family. Because it is day
it departs early in the morning, before half-seven, while Al, Bilqis and the
another six o'clock past fifteen minutes should also be ready for breakfast.
But, he had just prepared the ingredients to make
sandwich, Al came back to him in the kitchen. Without saying much, he langsumg
snatching the Queen from behind.
“Hey, what are you doing?” said Queen with a stifled tone.
“I told you, don't lock the door. Why were you last night
still missing the door, huh?”
“I don't want to layanin you continue, especially in this house. No!”
“For ever, we do it here? Come on, come with me! Bair this is the first time we've done it here."
“Gak, want.”
Al grinned, turning back the Queen's body
in front of him, he lustfully uncovers his nightshirt and does what
which was delayed overnight, in a standing position.
Queen's eyes looked at Al's face with a glaring look, she
resist sighs as much as possible so as not to arise new problems.
“Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?”
said Queen on the sidelines of her sigh, with a stammering voice.
“Why indeed? You're my wife. If necessary, I show it to you
everything at this moment. Until when, we'll hide this from Nayla
and also papa? Soon, you will also be pregnant with my son.” Eye of Al
keep staring intently at the Queen's eyes while continuing to make hard movements and
coarse.
“Aaaau!” strangling Queen restrained, while gripping her back
Al, one hand slit on Al's neck. His knees are twisted,
not only his legs, his body felt weak.
“Groaning alone is hard, dear. It won't be
problem,” Say Al while biting Queen's earlobe. Al saw the big picture
shadow of the woman in the doorway. It is clearly visible from the glass microwife
clean that shiny. He seemed to be looking in the middle direction
beat Queen in a standing state.
Feeling at the notice of the aunt who had just returned from the market, the,
Al hardened his movements, until the Queen gripped more firmly
his back and neck, while to resist moans and sighs, and,
the woman bit her chest hard.
“Oh, are you crazy? Stopit! Stop it now,” raco
Queen begs. The woman's bones felt escaped from her body. Apparently he's already
getting orgasms. But, Al still kept the spirit of doing with the moves
fast, hard and rough.
Bik Yul who accidentally saw them also shook.
Between fear, or what, his heart beats faster. Even the sigh and
the Queen and what Al said were also very clearly heard. Secretly,
the middle-aged woman regretted coming home early, if only she had come home
being late and letting the Queen prepare breakfast, she must not either
I'll see this scene.
“Yes, I've been crazy since yesterday afternoon, even night
I warned you not to lock the door to your room, why are you
locked it?”
Aunt shut her mouth with both hands when she heard
answer Al. From there, he has the conclusion, that Al is always forcing
Queen. But, why did Miss Queen just shut up and not complain to pour Vano, or lord Andreas? Poor Miss Queen.
Aunty also ran out, he did not want to reach Mr. Al
or Miss Queen saw him there, she hoped, one of them
did not see that he knew his activities in the kitchen.
‘Don't Mr Al already have a wife? Why not do
to his wife? Why do it to his sister? It'swrong. Mr. Andrean must
know. It is a great sin if I remain silent to allow injustice, because of them
is a sibling,’ thought bik Yul in heart.
After getting the peak of his satisfaction, Al let Queen
he fell down and his hands rested on the floor like people
crawled. Al tidied up his clothes again and said in a threatening tone,
“Let's go home from work I'll pick you up, we'll continue our second round later.”
Queen just silently did not answer, she tried to collect
power's back. In his heart he cursed the deeds of Al. But, for some reason, I don't know,
even if he didn't want to, why would his body respond? Really, really
contrary to the heart.
As much as possible the Queen tried to stand up, grabbing the kitchen wipes
which depends on one of the running kitchen sets not far from
jaungkau. Immediately he cleaned his liquid and also Al's
who splattered on the floor before aunt returned.
Not yet she's done, and still less a little, Auntie
he came back with a lot of groceries.
“Achieve, Non?” ask aunt with a worried look
looking at the Queen's face that just now does not make it look sweaty and a little
pale.
“It's okay, Bi. Aunt has arrived? I haven't cooked yet
anything.”
“Non Queen is sick? How's that shoot?”
“No, Bi. Maybe I was tired during the sport.”
Queen threw the kitchen wipes in her hands on the trash bed and went to
sinks between the dining table and kitchen to wash his face. It looks
take a deep breath and exhale slowly several times,
then leave the kitchen. He might as well go to his room.
Bik Yul looked pityfully at Queen, he secretly felt
kasian with Nayla who is cheated on with the brother-in-law of her own husband, and
also Queen. Her betrothal was destroyed by her own brother and made
her sister napsu.
to your grandfather and father because later there will be even a big problem in the
this family. But, how else? Things like this cannot be ignored
continual. I have to report to Mr. Andreas. Yes, sir andreas only, I
closer to him.’
The Queen who had planned to leave early failed because of
it's crazy Al. Eventually they all gathered together at the dinner table.
Andrean observed Al's face which looked bright and full of vigor. What's the matter?
“Al, looks really cheerful, what's up?”
Vano who heard his papa's question also saw
look at Al's face. Indeed, not as usual. However, the two old men
I can guess it too. When he looked at the Queen's face
looks pouty.
“Emang looks happy again, yes Kek?” timpal Al asked back.
“Ya is not as usual, anyway.”
“Oh, maybe this is the last week I stopped three companies
segaligus alone. Not next week papa will be back?” answer Al
laughing and glancing at Queen meaningfully.
“Oh, so, huh? Then, that way, you got more
much more time for you to spend with your wife, Al.”
Hearing Andrean's grandfather's reply, Nayla seemed to smile.
Maybe she thought she was Al's only wife. Whereas
it was feared that his grandfather-in-law was not him.
“Queen, eat real spit, anyway? Watch out! Later choke,” goda Al.
“Blow up, I. Not you.”
“You never see, a lot of people choke up
die, loh.”
“Dead ya in the grave.” The queen also hugged her bag
and say goodbye to his grandfather and his father to leave early.
***123
This morning, Hanaifah prepared breakfast for Diaz. In spite of
for almost half a year the girl had been locked up, she still did not want to
capitulated. Try as much as possible to get the heart of the man he has long loved.
Not just an approach. Slowly, Hanifa too
start following the Diaz lifestyle that is religious. A lot of things that it
ask Fatimah, sister-in-law, how the woman can be viewed
good.
One in terms of clothing. Character or personality If you have
mastering that well, then she is a good woman.
After preparing all supplies, including warm milk, Hanifah
go into the room to change clothes. He took a colored plisket skirt
dark brown, combined with a long-sleeved white shirt with a leaf motif
dry golden light brown. He was circling in front of the mirror,
smiling very sweetly.
“Slowly, yes Di? I will try to be good
I deserve to be with you. For the hijab, I'm still not ready, let me
I changed my clothes so just like this first,” muttered Hanifah, alone.
With a cheerful heart and the spirit of 45 Hanifah carrying a bag
contains sarapaj for him and Diaz in the man's town. He is sure, with
look, Diaz will also slowly melt. Hardness of the stone, which only hit
the water droplets in the middle of the forest alone could be hollow, let alone Diaz's soft heart?
As usual, Hanifah always thumped if he wanted to
come to Diaz to her contract. He also has not yet entered the house.
Don't go in the house, the car just stepped on the lawn.
The girl took a deep breath and breathed it out
slowly pass through the mouth three times. Not to forget, he read bismillah
before meeting Diaz. He remembered the words of Fatimah, whatever the business of kitam
if we always involve God in it, then everything will go by
good.
Hanifah floated her hands in front of the door, already
a few seconds, wanting to knockbut hesitating, he felt unconcerned with
his clothes. Not because of shame or confusion. He's worried, Diaz
even the shock and severity of the convulsions saw him change this way. ‘Ah, Hane, Hanifah,
it's just a damned devil's persuasion. Come on, do what you want
do.’
With certainty, though a little trembling Hanifah finally
knock on the door and say hello quietly. (already auditioned, and Fatimah
the judge :D.)
“Tok... Tok... Tok!
Assalamualaikum.” Hanifah held her own laughter, very unlike
himself. Usually he likes to scream so, this is so calm,
hihah.
“Waalikumssalam.” A man from inside answered his greetings.
Then the door opened, stood a handsome man who was dumbfounded
seeing Hanifah's unusual appearance.
Wear a long skirt to the ankles, shirt also sleeves
His long and straight hair was allowed to unravel backward standing with the box
food and give a smile of peace to the man.
“Di, I brought you breakfast. Let me guess, you haven't
breakfast, and this morning making toast with the contents of cow's eye eggs, tomatoes and
chili sauce,” said Hanifah while laughing coolly.
“Hanifa? Come, come,
log in!” diaz said after coming to his senses.
With a gentle step, Hnaifah walked in and entered.
“I brought you fried chicken, pasted sambal and vegetable soup.
Hope you like it, huh? You're not the practice schedule at half twelve, I
also bring my brownies to prop up the stomach.”
“Still, Hanifa. But, sorry, if I am up to this second
still can't fully love you.”
“Means, although a little, you are also starting to love me, I,
right?” answer with cheer.
“At least, I can already accept that you are
my fiancee.”
Hanifah smiled at Diaz's reply. It
take a plate and spoon
for them breakfast, after that, Hanifah decided to go home, because she was there
lecture schedule.
Diaz drove the girl to the door. Actually it is
want to take him to campus. But, Hanifah here drives a car. So, uh,
that's all he can do. But when the girl stepped
feet down from the porch of his house, Diaz called out to him.
“Hanifah!”
With charm, Hanifah looked back
her cute and graceful face. “Iya, In.”
“I love the way you dress today, keep it up! But, uh,
it'll be even more beautiful, if you want to wear hijab.”
Hearing Diaz's words, Hanifah's heart suddenly rumbled.
His heart was beating fast like a marathon. Tpi, he's still foamy
quieter. Still with graceful and gentle movements he nodded and replied. “Iya,
Diaz. I'll keep trying to fix myself.”
“Ya already, be careful Hanifah. Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumssalam.” The girl got into the car and started driving
his vehicle left Diaz's residence. So far away from Diaz's place, innate
Hanifah who was a little rough was also crumpled again, she was screaming in excitement.
In a rather quiet place, the girl marginalized
his car to the edge and the first person he contacted was Andreas' grandfather, and Al's second.
Al whose mood also happened to be good, he responded to Hanifah's curses casually because, this morning he had gotten what he wanted to get since yesterday.