Fitri Raihana's
eps 38s

The Fajrin residence.

Fitri has arrived in front of the fence of the house Fajrin. However, he was confused to open the fence. It doesn't look where the lock is on that fence.

While he saw the fence open it easily split in two from the middle as Fajrin's car entered the house.

He tried to push the fence forward, but it didn't open. He tried again by pulling it back, not open either. Don't be open.

”Fucking fence! How to open it!” Fitri kicked the fence in annoyance.

He turned to look at the magnificent house before him. ”This gate is the same as the owner of this house. Make people upset, annoyed, and angry.” grumbled.

He walked back to the house. He opened the door of Fajrin's house hard. He walked over to Fajrin who was still sleeping on the chair.

Oh, my stray cat is back. I want to see what he's going to do Fajrin thought. He was still pretending to be asleep.

”Nona. Please, don't disturb your sleep, sir. Master will be very angry if his sleep is disturbed.” reprimand one of Fajrin's servants on Fitri in a soft voice, like a whisper. When he saw Fitri raising his hand he wanted to touch Fajrin's arm.

Fitri ruffled her waist in annoyance at the waiter. The waiter looked down. Fitri again saw Fajrin. He didn't care what Fajrin's servants said.

He raised his hand to touch Fajrin. However, before Fitri's hand touched Fajrin's arm, Fitri's hand was held by someone. Not only in the hand, the woman even pulled Fitri's hand firmly. Until Fitri's feet hit the foot of the table following the steps of the woman who pulled her hand.

Whose leg was that hit on the table? Did Hana? fajrin's mind again. When hearing the impact at the foot of the table. However, he still performed with his sleep.

”Get my hand off! How dare you touch me!” Fitri admonished the woman in a high tone. He pulled his hand out of the woman's hand.

”Slow down your voice, don't shout here! You don't see.my master is sleeping! We alone do not dare to disturb him while master is asleep, you who dare to disturb his sleep my lord?” said the waiter loudly to Fitri.

”Pure. She's the woman that you brought here. Keep your attitude to him if you do not want to be angry with you sir.” one of Fajrin's other servants advised Pure will be rude to Fitri.

”Shut up! This is not the first time for me to teach a lesson to the self-destructive woman who came into this house..” Purely snapped at the waiter. The waiter was silent.

”Master won't scold me, let alone...just to defend a woman like her! The woman who only teased the master with her body to get the position of mistress on the side of the lord.” Murni continued saying while pointing at Fitri's face.

Women don't know themselves! That impudent Pure Man, how dare he equate my woman with a seductive woman! fajrin.

Fajrin was angry however, he was still loyal by pretending to be asleep. He wanted to see how Fitri would reply to the brash attitude of his butler's head.

Plaque! Fitri slapped a hard slap on Pure's cheek.

Purely held onto her sore cheek while looking at Fitri sharply and angrily. ”Basic women don't know themselves! Seductress! How dare you slap me!” pure Said.

Plaque! Once again Fitri slapped a slap on Pure cheek.

”Jaga your greeting! Who are you to dare call me a seductress! Did I bother your father? Your brother's brother? Your little brother? Did I ever bother your girlfriend? Remember well that slap if you ever meet me again accidentally. Think about what you said before you threw it at me!” threaten Fitri's.

”You seduced and seduced my master, is that not one of the traits of cheap women! Not know yourself! Basic teaser!”

Plaque! Once again Fitri threw a slap at Murni.

Fajrin could no longer bear the rude words of his butler to Fitri. He got up and approached Fitri and Murni.

Pure is getting angry with Fitri, ”You.!” his hand was raised slapping Fitri's cheek.

Fitri held Pure's hand that almost hit her face. He looked at Pure with a sharp and angry look.

”What is this?” ask Fajrin.

Pure pulled his hand from Fitri's grasp which felt loose when Fitri and he both turned to look at Fajrin.

Fitri lowered her hand. He threw away face for a moment as his gaze met with Fajrin's gaze.

”Master. This woman wants to disturb her sleep, sir. Siti had advised him not to disturb her sleep, but this woman was not listening. He still wants to disturb his sleep, sir. That's why I taught him but, this woman did not accept and slapped me.” explained Pure.

”Siti, what does Pure say is true?” ask Fajrin to Siti.

”Sorry, Sir. This woman does want to disturb her sleep, sir. I've advised her but, this woman doesn't care. And for the slap on Pure's cheek.it was because Pure called this woman with a seductress. This woman was angry then she slapped Pure.” explained Siti.

Fajrin see Fitri. Fitri threw away his face.

”Murni, apologize to Hana.” Fajrin's words to Pure, her voice was soft.

”But... Mr.” protest Pure.

”Apologies to him, soon.” firmly Fajrin.

Purely looking at Fitri, Fitri threw away his face.

Basically, women do not know themselves. Apologizing? Woe. Fajrin also wouldn't be mad at me if I wasn't going to apologize to this woman, just like before.

”I don't need an apology from this woman's mouth! I just want to get home from here. Open me the gate of your house.” said Fitri firmly ruling Fajrin.

”Women don't know in profit! How dare you rule on my master!” Pure snapped at Fitri.

”Pure, if you still obey me, and still want to work here. stop this fight. And apologize to Hana.” said Fajrin.

”No need! I don't want to hear an apology from him. Just open me the gate of your house, Fajrin. I want to go home!” fitri.

”Who would like to apologize to you! I'm not apologizing to you!” pure Reply.

Fitri frowned looking at Pure. The next second, she smiled mockingly at Fajrin and said, ”Why don't you just make her the mistress of this house, Fajrin? He is very suitable to be with you. The couple is grumpy, arrogant, arrogant, dictatorial and you look good when you walk together. Apparently, he's also ter__”

Fitri's eyes were perfectly rounded as her mouth was silenced by Fajrin by kissing her lips.

Pure hand clenched firmly looking at the scene. He's angry and jealous. Fajrin treated the woman differently.

Seductress! Women are shameless! pure Minds.

Fitri muttered, she raised her hand. Fajrin caught Fitri's hand. Fajrin kisses, ******, bites Fitri's lips violently. He did not accept Fitri's remark that her comment was compatible with his own servant.

Fitri felt tight to breathe, her lips also hurt. He can't, either. Fajrin's left hand clasped both hands firmly. His body was also attached to Fajrin's body. Fajrin's right hand restrained Fitri's head.

Fajrin took off her brutal kisses as she found it hard to breathe. He saw Fitri was regulating his breathing, he himself was also adjusting his breathing. Fajrin attaches his jidat to Fitri's jidat.

”Please note your greeting. Don't make me unhappy. You will receive punishment from me if I am angry.” Fajrin told Fitri.

Fitri. He still manages his breath.

Fajrin looked at Pure. ”You! Now also you lift your foot from my house,” his word to Pure.

Purely surprised, he did not expect Fajrin to fire him just because of that cheap woman. Instantly he bowed, bowed before Fajrin and said, ”Sorry, forgive me, Sir. I won't repeat it again. I'll apologize to Hana.”

Fajrin's forehead shriveled at Murni, how dare he mention Hana's name out loud, who is she?

”Exit from my home!” Fajrin expel Pure.

Pure looked up at Fajrin, her tears dripping down her cheeks. Wanted views. ”Master! Didn't you never scold me all this time, even though I did the same thing to the women who came to disturb you in this house? Sir has also promised the madam not to fire me. But...why is it just because this lady sir dumped me?”

Fitri frowned looking at Pure and Fajrin alternately. What drama does this master and servant play?

”Fajrin, please open the gate of your house. I want to go home. Both my parents must have been worried about me not coming home. Your love drama with Murni later you continue after opening me the gate.” said Fitri.

Fajrin stared at Fitri sharply. He held Fitri's hand and pulled her.

Fitri was surprised, he dragged his feet following the footsteps of the great Fajrin. ”Ah, my leg...my hand...sick! Fajrin, let go of my hand!” jerit Fitri, he also rebelled in order for Fajrin to release him.

Fajrin doesn't care. He kept pulling Fitri's hand, climbing the stairs to Fajrin's room. He threw Fitri's hand violently onto Fajrin's large bed.

Fitri was frightened to see Fajrin who came up to the bed. Fajrin's face still looked angry.

”Fa__Fajrin's chat. Ja__don't come any closer! I.. I'm sorry! I'm not gonna say a word that's gonna offend you again. Sorry.!” fitri pleaded.

"Are you scared now? Where was your courage? A hum? You know where your fault is?” Fajrin overlaid Fitri's body tightly.

”A__I know. Don't get too close like this, I.I can't breathe.” Fitri pushes Fajrin's body.

Fajrin rose from Fitri's body. ”If you repeat it... you will not let me go,” threatened.

Fitri nodded. He fixed his position. He sat on the edge of the bed looking at Fajrin.

Fajrin took off his bathrobe.

Fitri closed her eyes. ”Hei...! Aren't you looking at me? I'm a woman, why don't you pick up a shirt and change in the bathroom? At the very least, let me out first and then you change,” he said with a ketus.

Fajrin smiled looking at Fitri who closed both eyes. He was still bare-chested approaching Fitri. He held onto Fitri's hands and opened them. Fitri closed her eyes tightly.

”Open your eyes! You'll be my wife. This spacious room, this big house, even this body of mine is yours. Don't hesitate to look at my body. I volunteered to show you because this body belongs to you.” Fajrin placed Fitri's hand on his chest.

Fitri's heart melted hearing Fajrin's soft words. But now is not the time to be wooed by his words.

Fitri pulled his hand. ”I won't open my eyes! Put your clothes on first. After that, please take me home. My family must have been very worried about me.”

Fajrin. He took a change of clothes and put them on. ”Already...open your eyes. Or...you still want to stay here with me until morning,” god.

”Hah!” Fitri opened her eyes. He was grateful that the man had worn his shirt. But, he looks very handsome wearing a black shirt and knee-length shorts with matching colors, making his white skin glow.

”Why? Enamored with my appearance? Want to touch me now?” goda Fajrin again as he looked at Fitri who was staring at him without a blink.

Fitri realized, he threw away his face, ”Who is stunned by your charm? Narcissist once you, you pervert. Take me home.”

”Ok.” Fajrin took the car keys out of her dresser drawer. ”Come go!” bring Fajrin. Fitri nodded.

They both went downstairs together. Fajrin sighed looking at Pure who was still lowered crying on the floor.

”You should no longer be in my house after I get home!” fajrin said firmly.

”Tu__” Pure's speech came to a halt when he saw Fajrin's sharp gaze on him.

Fajrin took Fitri's hand and walked out of the house.