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Chapter 45's

On the way to her apartment, Tari unceasingly smiled while holding her stomach, she recalled her husband's words that yearned for the presence of prospective children in the middle of her small family. Dance increasingly impatient to arrive home, making prospective baby with her husband.

At 22:30 Tari arrived at his apartment, he looked around it turned out that some of the lights in his residence had been extinguished, only the living room that had not been extinguished Tara, that's one sign that Tara has finished the meeting and the possibility that her husband has rested.

Dari decided to clean up and dress up a little and put on sexy clothes so that her husband would wake up and be tempted. During this time Tara never mind if Tari woke him just to make love, instead Tara felt happy to see his wife in full of passion.

As Tari walked into her room, she screamed. His hands clenched his chest and took a few steps. Dari was surprised to see the projector lamp from the music box Ranu gave light beautifully on the wall of his room.

In the darkness, Tara stood with her back against the wall next to her wardrobe, her legs crossed and her eyes narrowed towards Tari. He held a glass of wine in his hand as he continued to look at his wife who was standing on the sill of the room.

Tara walked closer towards Tari. "Beautiful music box, where did you get it?" he paused for a moment when he arrived at the dresser to put his glass down, then walked back to his wife.

Dari did not want to tell me that the music box was a gift from Ranu on his eighteenth birthday. It would only scrape old wounds, and Tari could confirm if Tara would get angry at him.

Dance shrugs. "I don't remember who gave it to me. It was a gift from my high school friend. Before the breakup we had a chance to exchange gifts randomly, so I don't really remember who gave."

Tara looked at Tari without speaking, then she took two steps closer. While Tari retreated to get out of her room, with a nervous face. Two of Tara's hands reached for Tari's waist, then went down to the tramp*s and pulled his wife into her body.

Her lips were clenched by Tari's lips, Tara kissed Tari as she began picking up the short dress she was wearing, then lowered her dal*nya.

'Alright, if he wants to do it in the living room, ' Inner Dance.

Tara's lips dropped down the neck of the Dance, while Tari kicked the high heels that she wore until it slipped from her feet, then Tara released the cel*na dal*m Dance completely.

I don't think I need to dress up and wear sexy clothes to tease my husband.

Tari's breath began to pant, as Tara's warm lips swept through her mouth, she could feel the scent of wine that Tara was drinking. Then Tara grabbed Tari's hair, and pulled her to look at her. "Let's play honesty" he said.

Dance nodded.

Tara's hands went back into her short dress and stroked Tari's thigh gently, until Tari let out a soft groan.

"Where did you get those fish figures and the music box, Dance?"

Why is Tara now asking for Dory and Marlin's figures as well?

Dance's heart was pounding, and she was afraid to look into her husband's eyes. Tara's hand, which was still clenching her hair, now pulled her tighter, until Tari grimaced in pain.

"Tara," he whispered, keeping his voice quiet even though his body started shaking. "Tara, sick."

Dari tries to remove Tara's hand from her hair. "You drunk Tara, let go!!"

"I don't have to answer because I told you," Dari walked past her husband, rushing into her room to turn off the projector lamp on her music box.

But her steps stopped when Tara said. "Ear light by the lake."

Dance gulped her saliva, she was getting nervous because it turned out her husband read the writing on the bottom of his music box. "You drunk Tara, we better get some rest." Dance back to her room.

Suddenly Dari was stunned when she turned on her room lights. Lots of stuff on his bed. The moving cardboard box that he kept at the bottom of the wardrobe, is now outside the closet.

Shoe box... Diary...

Dance closed her eyes, she took a slow breath.

Tara read her diary.

"Keep swimming, Dance, "he whispered as he hugged the waist of Dance from behind. Her hand crept up into her stomach then clutched hard onto one of Tari's breasts*ra. While the other hand holds the shoulder Dance and pulls the hair Dance from the neck.

Dari closed her eyes tightly, just as Tara's fingers touched her skin, and rubbed a heart-shaped tattoo on her neck. Dance's whole body goosebumps when Tara's lips touch Dance's skin, right above the tattoo Tara stuck her teeth so tight that Tari screamed as she could.

Dance tries to escape from Tara, but Tara grips her so tightly. Tara did not shift at all, her teeth continued to smash and tear the neck of Dance. There was nothing Tari could do, she immediately cried bitterly.

"Tara, let me go" said Tari in a pleading voice. "Please go first, you're emotional."

Tara flipped over Dance's body, facing towards her. He reached into his pants pocket and took out a greeting card given by Ranu. "Sneaky liar," Tara throws the card in Tari's face, then pushes it to the bed, Tari tries to fight back but Tara is too strong.

Tara's angry, hurt, and this isn't the Tara I know.

Dari's back crashed on the bed, frantically moving back, away from Tara.

"Why are those penny market thugs in our house?" snapped Tara, in a high tone. Now Tara is really angry. "He's everywhere. In the diary that I found in the box in our wardrobe, on your dresser, and in your body that should be mine."

Tara took off her pants and went up to the bed.

"Tara," dance ink. "I can explain everything to you." Tari's tears flowed profusely down her cheeks. "You're angry. Please don't hurt me, please go first. When you're calm, I'll explain everything."

Tara grabbed her ankle and pulled Tari's body tight until Tari was under Tara's body. "I'm not angry, Dance" she said in a horrible voice. "I was just thinking, if I needed to prove something to you." Tara flipped over her body violently, then overstressed her and she clutched her two arms with one hand over her head, pressing her hard against the bed.

"Tara, please don't!!" Dance sobbed, then she screamed in pain as Tara rained her bok*ng.