Don't Call Me an Actor
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Mr. Angga further tightened his embrace. There is no distance left between us. Lord Angga's tall body was well-built, and it drowned my tiny body. Mr. Angga's embrace was so warm that I was lulled with comfort that I had never felt before.

"Honey, we're getting married this afternoon." Whisper Mr. Angga full of excitement. I didn't respond, I thought it was up to me whenever he would marry me. I don't have a problem. Right now I want to enjoy being with the guy I started to like.

Drrr...

Hp lord Angga quivered. Again interrupted our activities that began to heat up.

Mr. Angga stopped his fondling, he immediately shunned me to receive a phone call.

When I saw Mr. Angga stay away from me. There is discomfort in my heart. Maybe Mr. Angga received a phone call from his wife. Suddenly jealousy took over my heart. It feels so painful. This is what it feels like to have the heart of a woman hurt by being cheated on. Though my relationship with Mr. Angga only counts 2x 24 hours. But it feels like it's been in a long relationship.

I tried to get my mind off with a ripple. Combing the matted hair, sweeping the powder on my dull cheeks and polishing the thin lipstick on my pale lips.

It turns out that being a mistress is not always fun, let alone having to compete for love with the first wife. Maybe this is how Sella feels. Suddenly there was sympathy for Sella's fate.

He's not as lucky as me. I have a mom to share a problem with, while Sella has no friends to share. I know very well Tini ma'am who greatly curbed Sella's association. That's probably what makes Sella seek affection from people's husbands.

Maybe I'm no better than Sella, but I promised myself. I am indeed only a mistress but I will try not to take Lord Angga from the hands of his martyr wife.

"Honey... Why are you giving? Do you want to tease me?"

Ask Mr. Angga while directly hugging and kissing my nape. Suddenly there was a blood flowing in my blood. The desire for a deeper union.

Back, Mr. Angga grabbed my lips, tasted and sucked my lips, which I just polished lipstick. I can't refuse it either. It seems like my body immediately gave an automatic response without me noticing.***** and the page gets more intense.

"Darling... already... stop it first." I said while pushing his body away.

"Why?" Said Mr. Angga demanding an explanation.

"I'm afraid we'll go black. Marry me first." I said while chanting the end of my dress.

"Yes I understand." Said Mr. Angga releasing his embrace. He stepped into the bed.

"I'm going to bed first, we're going to get married at four o'clock." Said Mr. Angga flat. Makes me just smile.

Mr. Angga immediately fell asleep in a bed I had not slept in. While I was lying on the sofa, I could not close my eyes yet.

Today was my first experience kissing a man. An amazing experience. When I closed my eyes, it was as if I had been brought back to the scene a while ago. When my lips and those of Lord Angga's lips meet, they pucker, suck and twist. The warm breath of Mr. Angga seemed to envelop my body, sending increasingly tempestuous vibrations.

It seems like Lord Angga has already me with all his charms. Makes me keep on imagining her hot kisses, her comfortable cuddles. The smell of his body intoxicates me. Until the moment I tried to close my eyes.Touch-touch Mr. Angga along the surface of my face and neck more felt real.

It's not true, like I'm crazy. Master Angga's cooking is present in my dreams as well. I decided to get up and go straight to the bathroom. After I finished the shower I was confused. The clothes I was wearing had accidentally fallen on the wet floor. In the bathroom, there is only a towel.

My body is getting hot cold. There's no way I'm out with a towel. What if Mr Angga is blinded by lust and comforts me? I'll throw a towel over my body. I can just walk back and forth in the bathroom. Confusion is looking for a way out.

Suddenly the sound of the door banging surprised me.

He was urinating while I was still in the bathroom. I was scared to death. When I want to quietly go out, along with Mr. Angga take off his shirt. I was shocked and shouted.

'Yeah....'

Mr. Angga just looked at me.

"Honey.. You peeked at me pee? So impatient are you waiting for our first night?" The temptation of Mr. Angga makes me very ashamed. Without answering, I ran out of the bathroom. I grabbed a blanket to cover my body.

I heard the bathroom sower lit up. Maybe Mr. Angga is taking a bath. Not long after that he came out with only a towel wrapped around his stomach. He approached me.

"Honey... I also have no clothes, can I hide under the covers with you?" Mr. Angga is endlessly teasing me. I really did die a flea for him.

"Don't get close...!!" I said I was trying to throw him out.

But just as his lord Angga had already darkened his eyes, he continued to walk closer towards me.

'Ding.. dong' The sound of the doorbell of the room saved me.

A hotel attendant delivers packages. Mr. Angga immediately brought the package towards me. I remained vigilant and immediately shuffled away from him.

"Honey wants to keep wearing blankets? Here's a change of clothes for us."

Said Mr. Angga while taking out the clothes that were still wrapped in plastic in front of me. He put a dress near me. I took it but I just held it. Because if I go to the bathroom, I'll walk past Mr. Angga. What if my towel comes off? I dare not take the risk.

"Honey quickly put on her shirt! We are too late from the appointed time. Fear of the hunters going home!"

Mr. Angga immediately opened his clothes and shamelessly immediately put on it before my eyes. Mr. Angga was deliberately about to stain my virgin eyes. I immediately hid my eyes with a blanket.

"If you're slow to get dressed, I'll just carry it down with a towel!"

The threat of Mr. Angga, makes me not dare to buy time. I immediately put my shirt on under the blanket. Although it makes it difficult for me to do. Rather than Mr. Angga actually doing his threat.

When I saw the clothes that were prepared for me, I was confused. Why do I have to wear clothes like this? White kebaya with batik skirt? I smile. Did I really marry Mr Angga today? I immediately shook my mind. I'm afraid I'll be disappointed. Maybe Mr. Angga will take me to the party. With traditional dresscode.

"Honey, you have ten minutes. Can honey make up on her own or do I call MUA on the way?" The question of Mr. Angga makes me ticklish. Cook going to a party until using MUA services in the car.

"Darling I'll make up for a minute." I said while checking the newly sent box it looks like it's makeup packaging. And right my estimate. A complete set of artist make up, has been prepared for me. I was caught looking at the brand turned out to be a famous brand and certainly very expensive.

I deftly immediately apply make up according to the sequence that I have memorized out of my head. Because when I was in High School I helped out at the salon at that time to add to the savings of tuition.

In less than ten minutes, my makeup and hair were done. Lord Angga who had been observing me, seemed to be fascinated. I also admire my work. It turns out that the price of expensive make up brands also helps get brilliant results. I'm more of a bride-to-be, not the one who's going to go party.

"Honey... You are so beautiful, can I kiss you?" Ask Mr. Angga who seems impatient to destroy my makeup.