Forbidden Desire Young Miss
Part 9's
The kabul festival lasted quite short, after everything was finished, Arga and his two wives went home. Along the way, Alatha continued to stick to her husband regardless of Clara sitting in the backseat, having lost the argument earlier.
Arriving at home, without being invited by anyone, Alatha immediately entered Arga's room carrying her suitcase.
"What are you doing in this room?" clara asked in a slightly snapping voice as there was no Arga around them.
Alatha, who was asked, instead of denying, took all of Clara's clothes out of the closet and threw them away.
"This is my husband's room, so you're moving into the next room!" alatha said without looking at Clara who was filled with overflowing emotions.
The girl's hand clenched in annoyance, was about to approach to grab Alatha's hair, but Arga came.
"Alha what are you doing?" ask Arga.
"I'm just cleaning up Bang's closet, to keep all my clothes."
Arga closed his eyes for a moment, and glanced at Clara who was standing beside him. "Alha, this is Clara's room" he said trying not to lean on anyone, especially Arga did not know what kind of woman Clara was.
As the man knows, Clara is the girl he accidentally met on the street for almost bumping into him, asking him a few things about the girl's life, he asks her to marry on condition that Clara must not force herself to fall in love.
Arga promises luxury and a happy family to Clara.
Alatha immediately turned around with her sweet smile. "Said Brother Clara I'm fine here Bang. He's allowed me too, hasn't he?" He raised his eyebrows, Alatha was sure Clara would not dare him if there was an Arga.
The woman is looking after the good Image, and Alatha will take advantage of it.
"Iy-iya, I told her to Arga, I'll move to the next room," Clara replied immediately taking the suitcase and putting all the clothes that Alatha had just dismantled completely.
"Based on a shitty girl, look at it later, you won't be at home," Clara's mind is full of revenge.
"Finally my brother became my husband," said the girl was late in excitement, he hugged the husband and was greeted warmly by Arga.
"Based on the cunning girl and always act arbitrarily, what if you're right, Hm? Everything will be messed up" Arga said, touching Alatha's nose.
Until at any time, Alatha would never be replaced in her heart, especially now that the girl was already his wife. Even so, he must not forget that he also has another wife to look out for.
"Whatever I'll do to keep our love bang." Alatha looked at Arga, tidying the man's hair. "I don't want to share," he pouted.
Because of anxiety, Arga immediately grabbed the sexy lips. "Don't be selfish, you chose yourself, you made that choice, but you promised."
"But still Abang belongs only to Alha" he whined.
"Hm, okay my wife. Arga belongs to only one Alatha."
"Help me." Alatha's laughter flashed as Arga nodded her body high. His tiny hands reflect beautifully wrapped around the husband's neck.
"Had you known from the beginning, you couldn't have hurt your heart by marrying another woman Alha," Inner Arga continued to stare at Alatha's still laughing face.
"Ekhem." Deheman someone managed to stop the action of both. Arga immediately lowered Alatha from her sling.
"Cl-clara? Why, you need something?"
"I want to talk alone, my husband." Clara deliberately emphasized the word husband.
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