Farewellless
Universal goodness

Two days later,

The sky is still dim even though the time indicator is already at six in the morning. Since early morning, drizzle flushed the city of South Jakarta. Cold air certainly feels there, but all that does not make the spirit of people who pass by on the road just disappear. They still filled the streets of the city with different purposes.

The density of dense city traffic is a sight that is being observed by Arvin since living in this apartment. The handsome man was neat with a navy shirt paired with black pants. For some reason, today he was so lazy to do any activity. In fact, he had not even ordered food for breakfast. His life felt empty and bland after being in this unit a few days alone.

Ting tong .. ting tong ....

Arvin turned around after hearing the bell from the front door. He immediately left the balcony of his unit to open the door. It seemed, the usual daily ART of cleaning his residence had come.

"Fay!"

Arvin tekajut not playing after opening the door of his unit. The figure of the woman he had missed for these few days stood before him. Arvin could only gulp after seeing the shady eyes of the beautiful woman before him.

"Can I come in?" fayre asked in a voice that sounded very soft. The look in his eyes implied a deep love and it managed to make Arvin dumbstruck in his place.

"Arvin" said Fay, moving his hand several times in front of Arvin.

"Yes. Please enter!" Arvin gave way to Fayre. It turns out that behind the body of the wife followed an ART who used to work in this place.

They entered the luxury unit. Arvin and Fayre walk into the living room, while the ART passes to the kitchen to do its job.

"Please sit!" tell Arvin while pointing at the sofa not far from him. However, Fayre preferred to sit next to him.

Of course this succeeded in making Arvin's heart beat irregular. The longing that was buried in his heart made him become restless. Especially after the scent of Fayre perfume penetrated into his sense of smell. Really, this makes Arvin very uncomfortable. How could he pretend not to love the woman by his side, if it was like this. Nature also seems to support by providing a romantic atmosphere in the middle of the drizzle.

"Who told you that I live here?" asked Arvin with a firm attitude. He was trying to get rid of the nervousness that was engulfing him.

"Without anyone telling me, I can find your whereabouts. It was love that brought me to meet you," replied Fayre, staring at Arvin with loving eyes.

Arvin immediately turned his gaze in the other direction after hearing Fayre's reply. He was determined to remain a heartless man for Fayre to hate him. Arvin could only let out his heavy sigh when the soft palm was above his thigh.

"May I ask for something before we face trial and actually go our separate ways?" asked Fayre without taking a look from that fretful looking handsome face.

"Tell me!" arvin said as he stared at Fayre at a glance.

"Before the judge declares that we are not husband and wife anymore and that we have annulment in church, I want to enjoy my days with you, Vin. I miss you so much." Fayre put his head on Arvin's shoulder, "I know that you don't love me, but for today just pretend to love me as you always do. Let me be your wife for the last time." Fayre pressed his hand against Arvin's arm.

"But I have to work" replied Arvin. He was unable to say much after hearing the pitiful plea.

Fayre's pleading words were like a heart-piercing dagger. Sick and sore. How could Arvin be able to refuse all those requests while he felt the same.

Arvin felt more guilty after hearing all the pleas of his wife. The figure who usually does not talk much and dare to express how he feels, has suddenly changed just because of a longing.

"I did too, Fay," replied Arvin in his heart. There was no way he would reveal all of that in front of his wife.

"All right, I'm yours today. Stay here with me if all this makes you happy" Arvin said in a soft voice.

Fayre smiled meaningfully after hearing that answer. It seemed like the goddess of luck was on his side. The universe gave him a way to reach his goal. The raindrops were getting busier, the sound of thunder started to bluster like a sign that the young mistress's game was about to begin.

Arvin closed his eyelids as Fayre's soft hands began exploring the black pants-covered thigh. The movement of his hands was so soft that it made Arvin's body bristle. Moreover, after feeling Fayre's breath blowing on his neck. Truly, Arvin could no longer stand still. Sanca, long hidden in her nest, is now struggling to find prey.

This morning Fayre bravely started a game that could make him fly into nirvana. In fact, during these two years he never wanted to start that game. He was embarrassed to look agr3sif on the bed, but this time he got rid of all that.

Fayre suddenly sat on Arvin's lap. The two lips are linked to each other. The longing for a sense of pleasure from exchanging saliva has now been treated. Fayre put his hands around Arvin's neck. Both of them are equally closed when doing initial activities that will take them to the peak of the tertinnggi

Fayre clutched tightly at Arvin's nape as he felt a gentle swab on his thigh. The hand also began to explore every smooth thigh that was clearly visible because the dress without motive had been revealed.

A spoiled whimper sounded there. Fayre turned his head as Arvin began to play around in that smooth neck. The ownership trail was printed there several times. A habit Arvin does every time he bers!nta.

"I am your, Baby," Fayre murmured in between his cries.

Arvin's breath began to wail after hearing the wife's words. It seemed like he could not unfuk hold back any longer. The hand also began to unbutton the dres to see the beauty of the hill that had not been climbed for a long time.

"Tell me! What do you want now?" asked Arvin with a hunting breath.

"I just want to fly into the clouds with you. Just be with you, Baby!" fayre said in a soft voice.

A sweet smile puffed up from both corners of Arvin's lips after hearing that answer. He grabbed the wife's sling bag and clad around her neck with the bag on her back. Not long after that, Arvin raised Fayre's body to be carried. The two smooth legs behind Arvin's body were immediately locked tightly so as not to fall.

"I'll take you flying like you want, Fay" Arvin said in a soft voice.

What the two have done has been witnessed firsthand by the daily ART hiding behind a table in the dining room. The fifty-year-old woman could only stroke the chest to see the master bringing the woman into her room. The middle-aged woman did not know that Arvin had a wife.

"Geez, why am I ashamed when I see them making out" the ART muttered before continuing its work cleaning the living room.

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