False Passion (Selfish Marriage)
41. Don't Touch

Benn continued to watch with his eye tails on Eril. The wife who had just carried Evan to walk around the terrace back and forth to make lena sleep, was now handing the boy over to her mother. Evan was sound after being attached to Eril and like he did not want to be released. But Donha's mom kept persuading Eril to try to get the boy to sleep with her tonight.

And the sleeping Evan had been brought in by his mother Benn into the master bedroom. The large room that was next to the guest room that Eril had used when Benn had not arrived. Because, Benn's room was always locked and forgot not to leave the key for Eril.

"Benn, if my son wet the bed how, then,,?" asked Eril who was following Benn to his room in the back.

"What do you think. Just calm down. My mom is also a professional baby. Maybe even more reliable than you." concluded Benn.

The couple stood on the terrace of the room overlooking the garden. Eril undoes the intention to invite Benn to sit on the park bench. There's something important that the woman wants to spill on Benn.

It turns out that it was raining with the wind, but without sounding the rustling of the water when it fell.

"Come, Eril. The wind is so strong,!" scold Benn. The wet rain was accompanied by a strong wind. Even the plants in the garden look like they are about to break. The sloping slash following the direction of the wind was very strong.

Eril was startled, Benn had dragged his hand towards the room and darted carrying into it.

"Benn, you're this, I'm surprised,,!" Eril took an eye with a growl at Benn. Pulling his hand from the man's hand.

"Ril, I'm so tired, massage me," said Benn, who also ordered.

No hesitate to pull again Eril's soft hand towards the soft bed in his bedroom bed. Eril's energy trying to pull over was of no use to Benn.

"Benn, you're this, you,,! Fine said. I'm not your slave..!"

Eril jerked his hand and backed away from the bed. Feeling furious, his heart still hurt at the words of Benn who had accused him carelessly. Eril moved away from the bed and sat down on the dresser chair. There's no couch in Benn's room. But the chair set has been on the terrace.

"Come, Ril..What's wrong with the husband asking to be massaged with his own wife?" ask Benn to persuade.

"As for what I said, I didn't mean to insult you. I'm sorry, Real," said Benn. Slowly stand up from the bed and approach Eril.

"Stop, Benn,,! Don't come any closer! Don't try to touch me!" hardik Eril on Benn solemnly.

That handsome face was wrinkled all wrong. Not expecting Eril to be so angry with his remark about the possibility of Evan's father.

"Ril, once again sorry. I promise I won't bring up any more about your son's father" Benn seemed sorry. It seemed like he was very worried if Eril really did not want to be touched.

"It's not just that, Benn. There's something else that makes me mad, even I'm disappointed Benn. Didn't expect you to be that kind of man," Eril said, appearing cold and emotional.

"What, you mean, Ril,,?" Benn returned to the music.

"Look good, Benn. Answer my question honestly." said Eril then speechless. Observing Benn's expression that seemed to be waiting for him to continue speaking.

"What's that about, Ril,??" benn asked while sitting casually on the dressing table.

"Listen to Benn, Desta told me once. He was almost smeared by two men. His first name was Alex, he was a young Japanese. And the second man," Eril hung his cold words. Back to Benn's reaction. The man looked pias and tensely looked at his face.

"Ril, you and Desta are that close,,?" ask Benn in a loud voice. Not expecting if Eril who seemed calm, turned out to know that.

"Do you think this poor me is just confessing that the richly-turned Desta is my best friend?" Eril responded to Benn's question coldly.

"And the second man who would desecrate Desta was named Benn. The name Benn that Desta has known is only you, right, Benn,?" eril asked pierced.

Benn did not reply, but turned his face away from the sharp look of Eril's eyes. Feeling so slapped. The shameful thing that has been harbored and deeply regretted, is now again revealed and revealed.

And what made him such a fragile spiritless person, the one who brought it up was Eril, his own wife. Very unsuspecting.

But Benn is not his name if he gives up and resigned to his slump. The man was quite stubborn and not the kind of balloon guy who deflated.

Only the weakness in his shot made Benn forced to raise his hand. Shots that once led fiercely, now secretly being tired not berbaya. Which has plagued me for a very long time.

And suddenly there was great hope for him to get a cure. Benn had clasped tightly in the hand. Not wanting to let go until he gets healing. Or it will be released when there is no hope of recovery.

Eril, that woman is what she is holding right now.

"Am I such a bastard and a bastard to you, Ril,,?" benn asked after scooping his face and taking a deep breath.

"It's not really my right to judge you. It's all your right to do anything. It's just, to me you're a jerk. I beg you, never touch me again. I want to go back to my house. Just let go of me, Benn,!" fierce Eril really.

"Eril, you really don't want me to touch you?" ask Benn hoarsely.

"Sorry yes, Benn. Honestly I said, if I saw your face, so imagine how you lusted and forced to fuck Desta. You're a rapist, Benn," Eril said coldly.

"That's not the case, Ril. Just almost," Benn tried to defend himself.

"For Desta succeeded in hurting you and ran away from you," said Eril increasingly cold.

"But I've repented, Ril," Benn tried to seduce.

"Beenn, are you repentant? You just don't pray, Benn,,?" eril said back stabbing.

Benn no longer replied. The man looked down long enough and was silent.

Benn looked up and scooped his face back. The one thing Benn had thought Eril would say, he had actually heard just now. Eril staunchly didn't want to be touched.

But then again, Benn is not his name if you give up on others just like that.

"Listen, Ril. I'll offer you some options." Benn said very seriously. The man strengthened himself again.

Eril looked up at Benn with a reluctant feeling.

"Looks good. I don't want to attack you. I don't care that you've ever been dishonest to me. You had time to hide the reality of the child from your past. That doesn't matter, Eril."

"But I just want to give you both a choice and a chance for your future, Eril." Benn speechless. Looking straight and dim at Eril's face.

"Married at the same time, which is six months. First choice, you've got forty percent of it. But you can't leave either. Stay with me. All your needs, I'm responsible. I'm not gonna touch you, like you want. Until the legacy is really my name, "Benn stopped and kept quiet. His eyes remained fixed on Eril.

"Second choice. Stay with me and I can touch you. But like this can make you have a lot of money. Every month, I will support you. Then every time I touch you, I'll give you a lot of money. And also, the remaining sixty percent I will give you also when it's six months. Hows it? Choose," said Benn. His face looked at Eril deeply.

Eril's eyes widened with clear lightning.

"Am I a whore? You want me to be your whore, Benn,,?" Eril was troubled, but his gaze was extremely sharp at Benn.

" Maybe, and the exact term is my halal whore," Benn said casually.

" If so, your rates are very high. But in fact you're already married. No matter what my past is, I'm your husband and you're my wife, Ril" Benn said, as if giving Eril a trap.

"Beeenn,,,!" eril was very rude.

"Understand my words Eril. Decide which one you choose immediately. You have an hour from now. Because, I can't wait to give you your first fare tonight." Benn said firmly with such confidence. As if he was the perfect man tonight.