Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
The In-laws are Not Happy He's Coming

Reyhan's attitude is getting outrageous. He's been going to Dilla's company more and more. Feel uncomfortable and careless to see it, but for the good of work then temporarily let it go, but if you do a variety of activities then you will not stay silent.

If they are busy talking about important things about work, then I will pull over first afraid of disturbing. Jealousy can cause emotional turmoil. Fear if not controlled, will be fatal. Dilla apparently began to forget Reyhan's behavior yesterday. Whether consumed by talk and seduction what, so that Dilla now so trusting and familiar.

Checking some files outside. Sit back and wait for the artist to get out of the wife's workplace. There are still many guards at work. In order not to be known to the enemy, there were many who disguised themselves as employees in plain and formal clothes. If it pays respect by bowing its head, it means that there is a hired bodyguard. So many were deployed, that they did not memorize their faces.

"Eeh, why are you outside, son?" ask the man-in-law who just arrived.

"Eh, Pa. Tumben here?"

"Againly want to visit with you, and want to see the security that is here."

"Sit, Pa!" bargain with friendly.

Patting chairs that are provided for employees while waiting for orders to enter, and in addition to making it easier for guards to rest when exhausted guarding the door.

"Yes. Thank ye. Oh yeah, you haven't answered why you're outside?"

There is no level of whether the big boss sits or subordinates. All the same, the most important thing is comfortable when made the seat break.

"Within someone important to meet Dilla."

"Oh that. Who her? How could she be more concerned with the guest than her own husband."

His question made him confused to answer it, but if not answered afraid of being offended because it is not polite.

"Damate, Pa. His old friend, Reyhan."

"What?"

"You're not wrong, are you?"

Duh, his bitter expression began to cause emotions.

"No, Pa. If you want to be able to see for yourself inside to make sure."

"Ngapain, the boy came here. Didn't you throw a tantrum and humiliate the son, my son-in-law yesterday? You guys don't know they're lucky."

'You really are emotion. Nysel would have known. Better let him know for himself. It was wrong. If it ignites anger, can also brabe later to calm down.

"Say the hell they're on business again."

"Binally what? Dilla's getting stupid, wants to do the same with her. Long time to make emotions, child. Was there still less he humiliated yesterday? How could he still be kind to her," The emotions began to come out.

"Eeh, what do you want, Pa?" Seeing him standing up, makes me worried and surprised.

"I want to upset him. Children if told not to obey. If it comes hard, who will he drag, must be your parents and you too, right? Before it's too late, I have to stop it."

If this is the case, it can not be banned arbitrarily. Parents sometimes have a point, because they are more experienced. Maybe Dilla must be reprimanded so as not to be close to her ex-boyfriend, so as not to be influenced, because there is no more heartache.

Which parents will bear to see the child hurt. The ones who will be angry first are them. He was raised to be able to get a good life including romance, instead of having to be hurt or humiliated as Reyhan did yesterday.

"But, Pa-?"

"Already, let Papa face it. It's delicious, you're left outside, while they're engrossed inside. Do not know manners and how to respect the husband. It needs to be rubbed against Dilla's attitude, to know who the artist really is."

"Actually it's not Dilla who's wrong, it's me who wants to sit outside."

Expressing solitude outside. Intentionally do not want to see their laughter that makes them jealous.

"Eeh, but, Pa-?

Want to prevent, but he had first walked in a hurry and began to enter impatiently into the workroom.

Brak, roughly the door was opened violently. The sound of a collision was very loud hitting the wall of the room. From the pounding step it seems like he can not bear to just crash.

"eeh, Pa. Tumben you're coming?"

"Jiang, Om!"

They immediately stood up, welcoming with friendly smiles. Don't know yet, if in fact he entered ingjn evaporate something. Little hearts want to laugh, but they have to hide so they don't blame me later.

"Why did he come here?" Without further ado ask.

"Did Reyhan mean this?" Dilla was thinking stupidly.

"Hadeh, why are you even asking like a bego? If not who else? There's someone else besides us, huh?" Roughness talks.

"Papa, what the hell is that talking about? Can't tone be allowed a little, shy to know."

"Don't answer you much. I just wanted to ask this brash artist. Make darting people."

"Duh, Pa. Don't get me wrong, why? Reyhan came here with good intentions."

"What okay? Want to hurt you and insult Dio again? Was yesterday less, huh?" This time the emotions really exploded.

"Duh, Om. Why accuse the non-existent, huh? I really mean well with you guys. Yesterday I was wrong, but everyone can change and be self-aware, but you guys keep accusing me of being the wrong one?" Reyhan doesn't seem to like.

"Pick, your face is very fond of bragging. Just from an attitude is unbelievable. The bullshit talk sounds loud. Likes to brag, "a very satisfying answer.

Just keep looking. Relieved it felt like the in-laws were defending it all out. Reyhan could not say anything more, when the accusations were indeed all true.

"It's .. already, don't argue anymore. You want to make a big fuss even no use, which is even embarrassing in this company." Trying to stop.

"But Papa doesn't like him being here."

"Now get out of here!" drive blatantly.

"Icch, but, Pa-?"

"Udah, Willa. Its alright. I'd rather have to withdraw from here now, than this situation will be added runyam," Self-conscious also turned out to be him.

"But, Rey-?"

"Oh, no pa-pa."

"I'll excuse you then, Om. Bye Dilla," she said, who is really leaving now.

"Yes, Rey. Sorry yes."

"Ok, just relax."

Papa-in-law just kept quiet, even a lookalike face that seemed unwilling to see the artist's face anymore.

When walking past me, his eyes were very sharp to turn on but hostility, but I did not stop to challenge again with more glaring netra.