Don't Call My Name
S2-disappointing

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“I put them in your womb, may it grow and be a proof of our love,” Andre said as soon as he got what he should have got.

After the wife got it first. That's what my husband should do. Not leaving before his wife also felt the same pleasure.

Is there, that guy?

There are. Lots!

Even worse, he went to bed immediately after that without feeling guilty. As if, a wife is destined to please her husband only, or satisfy him only. Without the opportunity to get the same rights.

In fact, leaving a wife before she finishes her wish is a painful act for them. It can also pose a great danger if it continues to happen.

As for the other ugliness, they (men), must raise his wife like the way animals mix. That is without doing the introduction first in the form of kisses, cum buan, praise, and sweet words. It is so vile of such a man that it makes his women feel bad.

That is why in the household often occurs the name of the disgrace of infidelity. Not just a guy with a basket. Women, too, have potential.

This is because the husband does not pay well, really in bed, and lovingly in his household life.

Having been married made Andre a little bit understand the laws of marriage. So that he can practice it at the next wedding. Andre hopes Nai will be the last for him, and soon gives him offspring in exchange for the departure of his first child, Fero.

Nai drooped limp after finishing doing their goal. The trip is quite draining his energy, pumping his heart faster, and make the room temperature becomes hotter to make his body filled with sweat.

Next to the sturdy arm wrapped around him, turning his body to face each other. One kiss landed on his forehead which made him feel one level higher.

“I-L-Y,” says Andre makes Nai frown. “Not know?”

“No,” replied Nai was not lying.

A habit that Andre does. The man touched his forehead with the back of his finger until Nai complained of pain.

He said he wanted a romantic. The turn in romance first does not even understand. Fucking women! Inner screams.

“Sleep!” tell the man to close his round eyes Zunaira who is still fresh after their exhausting activities.

“Jail, ih!” Nai put away his hand.

“If you don't sleep, you can get hit again.”

“That's it, I want you.”

“Have you too.”

“Still sore, hey!” nai said a little jolting.

“But can?” Andre asked him carefully.

“Bby, but tomorrow if I can't walk you responsibility, yes!”

Ice cubes middle joking, “You are the giggly, I answer.”

One pillow rolled up and hit Andrea's body. The two did not go to bed that night because the rest of their sleepiness was spent joking and sharing stories about their life experiences, in order to know each other's past.

Of course not excessive because in addition to not wanting to ruin their first night, the two also have to keep each other's feelings.

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“Where after yesterday have you met Almahyra?” yudha asked the next day when the two had the opportunity to sit together.

They had just discussed work that was abandoned yesterday. Yes, there is still time before leaving, thought Yudha looking at her watch.

“Regularly,” replied Umar without showing the expression that Yudha expected.

“Still not yet able to replace Sarah?”

“But pretty? Same suit your type?” Yudha asked again.

Umar nodded even though he did not know how the whole face of Alma was. But from her sight yesterday, the woman had a very shady eye gaze and had a graceful body gesture. The thickness of the eyebrows is moderate, graded and neatly arranged. Her eyelashes are thick even though she doesn't wear makeup. From the skin of his hands looks very white, and remains stylish even though he is wearing a veil.

At first glance, Umar praised him. But his mind immediately refused if he remembered Sarah and the togetherness they had created.

Oh no, Umar was imagining Sarah's perfect body that he had seen at that time. To be honest, he became opium and continued to ring after, even doing the most shameful deeds themselves.

Oh, my God, I'm sorry. I've never taught that before.

It seems, he must get married immediately if he does not want the danger to continue.

“Umar!” call Yudha because Umar will not speak.

“Iya?” answer Umar gagapan.

Yudha clucked his lips. “Your ears are a lot of his feces like that. Papa call-call you up to three times but not nyahut too!”

“Sorry, Pa.”

“Why? Remember that widow again?” the accusation is very precise.

“Papa why, anyway? Why do you hate Sarah? Being a widow is not her wish either, Pa!” umar protested because he did not want if Sarah continued to be brought to their every conversation. He's the one who knows Sarah the most and she's not as bad as they think.

Sarah is actually a good woman, only she is depressed, lost direction and needs guidance. Not even being judged, as if it was inappropriate to be here with them.

If only his father had known....

Ah, it's free. No one wants to know anything about him. They don't care.

“OK, sorry if Papa was wrong. Not the status that Papa meant. Papa just lazily called his name.” Yudha never had the prestige to apologize to anyone younger than her if she was indeed guilty. In order, his children could also do the same as he seemed.

“Indeed Sarah ever made a mistake what is the same with you?” keep Umar.

“Because he has changed your personality a lot!” sela Yudha soon. “You fought a lot of old people after knowing that woman. Don't you realize, Mar?”

Yudha stroked his chest. “Sickness, Papa's heart, Mar. Any scuffling of a child on his parents is a wound. Frankly ... We're tired of educating you. There are no other Papa children like you.”

Umar just shut up. He saw his Papa's face reddened by suppressing the overflow of emotions that he had actually endured a lot during this time.

Before long, the man simply passed from before him.

Feeling bad, Umar chased after him. But, my dear, the door to his room was closed. And he was too late to stop it.

“Pa!” omar shouted from behind the door. “Sorry Umar, Pa.”

Silent.

There is no truth from within.

If it's like this. Go to. Umar could do nothing more than surrender to the circumstances that occurred.

Umar looked back, he saw his mother who was also watching him secretly. But after a brief moment of meeting each other, the woman resumed her activities without saying anything. Maybe .. he was disappointed too.

And again because of it.

“Which I wonder, why have I never had a point in your eyes? Always wrong.”

Umar stepped away.

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Seriate.