Farewellless
The same attitude, though,

"Then, do you believe in all the diagnoses of Dr Vinda?"

Yep. The question from Fayre continued to wander in Arvin's mind late into the night. He could not sleep because of the riddle the wife had given him. Whether intentionally or not, Fayre did not give him a definite answer. The beautiful woman seemed to allow herself to become curious.

"If the diagnosis is a fake, what exactly is the purpose of Aunt Willa doing all that? I don't have a problem with Toni" Arvin murmured as he guessed what might have happened. He tries to remember past events that may have hurt Toni.

"Only Raka seems to dislike me. Is it possible that he was also involved in this matter?" mumbling again.

Both of these things are what makes Arvin still awake until the early hours of the morning. His hands were endlessly caressing the wife's black hair. There was a warm feeling that enveloped Arvin after Fayre was back by his side, although the beautiful woman still harbored a sense of disappointment with him.

"You are the angel the Lord sent to complete my shortcomings, Fayre. I don't know how my life is without you." Arvin's eyes now turned to the sleeping woman. His face looked peaceful and calm until Arvin developed his smile.

Arvin observed a calm face that was very close to him. His index finger moved irregularly on the cheek, jaw until it ended on the lips that look tempting. The longing for a feeling that is usually created when combining love, makes Arvin more anxious. The handsome man was eager to taste the sexy lips that were open.

"Why not sleep?" Suddenly, Fayre opened her eyelids. Maybe his sleep was disturbed because the husband was incessant down his face.

"Your face is too beautiful to look at, dear, until my drowsiness is gone because of your charm" Arvin said in a sensual-sounding voice.

"Chose! What the hell is that?" Instead of being flattered by the appeal, Fayre rubbed the rough face in front of him. He changed his position to Arvin.

"Honey, don't be like this dong!" Arvin tries to seduce Fayre into facing him again.

"Hmm." That was all Fayre answered.

"Yes I can only see his back" grumbled Arvin as he closed his body.

"If you don't want to look at your back, look at your ass!" Looks like Fayre is getting upset with Arvin because his deep sleep has to be interrupted.

The handsome man further tightened his arms around Fayre's stomach. The aroma of vanilla musk makes Arvin incessantly peck at the smooth nape. Every now and then Fayre tried to hold Arvin's lips from the center of his weakness all along. Really, Arvin really sucks in Fayre's eyes as he keeps looking for ways to wake her up.

"Sleep, Arvin! Sleep on!" fayre said as he pushed Arvin's face away from him, "don't bother me! Or I'm out of this room!" threaten Fayre after changing his position to face Arvin.

"Don't be angry, honey. I'm bobo again, I'm nina boboin here," said Arvin without the slightest guilt for ruining the beautiful dream of the wife.

A few minutes after Arvin stroked the black hair, Fayre fell asleep. And so did Arvin, he fell asleep afterwards. Maybe they both flew towards the dreamland that was already waiting.

Meanwhile, at one of the nightclubs, Raka and Dira are spending time together. They are busy winding their bodies following the music that is echoing there. The two were seen drunk after finishing several bottles of wine to spend the night.

"Raka, my head is so dizzy" whispered Dira as her body entered into Raka's warm embrace. I don't know since when their relationship is this close, for sure they often spend time even though secretly.

Dira's life is getting worse. Although still a contract deposit of a businessman from Kalimantan, but Dira also dared to establish a relationship with Raka. The girl lost her direction and purpose in life. He did everything he could to release all the heavy burdens that were borne.

"How about we stay at the hotel?" whispered Raka with a hand that snuck into the oversize t-shirt worn by Dira.

"Come on, Baby." Dira welcomes Raka's request with pleasure.

Being together in a hotel room with Raka is not the first time for Dira. Already more than three times they both melted passion after returning from clubbing and during that time nothing happened to Dira. The businessman who kept it did not know what he had done with Raka. Yeah, Dira broke her agreement with the businessman. He just followed the feelings that were in his heart and those feelings were only for Raka.

"You're the best, Baby" Raka said after they both left the nightclub. Raka guides Dira into her car and shortly after, Raka immediately takes her car to one of the five-star hotels in the city.

The sound of laughter was heard there as they discussed intimate matters to be done. More than once Raka had to avoid other vehicles while she was engrossed in talking to Dira. His hands also began to actively explore Dira's smooth thighs because the short jeans skirt was exposed.

"Raka, stop! Don't do it here!" sergeant Dira when he felt Raka's index finger find his valley. The finger moved actively to look for the gemstone hidden there.

"I want to hear your moaning here, Baby," said Raka, smiling with a knot after feeling the gemstone wet from her actions.

Maddened. Yeah, that's how Dira feels right now. The sensation given by Raka made her unbecoming. In fact, Dira to grip Raka's hand firmly when he reached the top of the taste in just a few minutes.

"OMG, Raka! Crazy one! You're crazy!" rancau Dira while leaning his head on the back of the chair.

Heavy breathing sounds there. Dira does not think out if Raka will do that without knowing the place. Another sensation given by the burly man made him drunk more and more.

"You're gonna feel more than this, Baby. I still have many ways to make you fly through the clouds" Raka said after seeing Dira for a moment.

It is unfortunate, Dira has turned damaged since deciding to become a mistress of a businessman. For money, he was willing to be like this. Reno and Lisa are to blame for everything that has happened to Dira. After Reno's departure, now only Lisa's mother will bear the burden if all this is uncovered. The burden of inner birth after knowing if his beloved daughter has sold herself.

Isn't it as smart as anything we hide the carcass, in the end smelled too?