Forbidden Passion My Father's Wife
Against Norma

The kiss cradled the two into oblivion. Yura collectible compensated for Erlang's attack. His brain could not think anymore, all blurry there was only the shadow of that man currently caressing him.

Erlang still clenched Yura's lips more intensely and played her tongue until it made Yura's body gurgle helplessly. His feet were hard to support his weight. Lunglai, helpless, wanted to give up, pushed the man, but Yura's heart was already captivated.

Erlang's hands were adventurous in every inch of Yura's body. Stopping at the puffed mound is so beautiful, tight and perfectly formed.

"Aaach," unknowingly the village*han sounded from Yura's lips, which further aroused Erlang. His hand squeezed gently, making Yura's body goosebumps as if smashed to pieces in Erlang's hand.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

When at the door of Yura's room, make the two stop. The heart decub of both still sounds fast spurring as well as the roar of breath chasing each other.

"Mrs, are you inside? I'm in?" That's Titin's voice. The girl must have wanted to see her condition not coming downstairs. Before boarding, Yura said they would go around looking for fresh fruit snacks.

"Mrs," call Titin again.

The two human children who had broken the norm fell silent staring at each other. If Yura's face was very frightened because Titin could tell her about what she could see in this room, if she later entered, in contrast to Erlang, the man did not care at all. Staring at Yura's lips which were swollen from her actions then smiling triumphantly.

In the slightest she did not loosen the hold of her body attached to Yura's body. He continued to suppress the body that had now poisoned his mind. He was hypnotized, he wanted again, even further wanted Yura.

Erlang never expected that Yura's taste was so delicious. The lips were able to make him soar to forget all the irritation and all the burdens in his mind. Yura's scent calmed down, making her want and feel at home lingering near the girl.

It was true Erlang's guess that Yura's taste was the same as what she could remember, which she had once gotten from the mysterious girl.

Erlang looked at Yura's eyes sharply, trying to look into whether they were the same person.

If the guess is correct, then they are both caught up in complicated feelings and situations. How could the man who had slept with her now be his father's wife?

But that was still Erlang's guess. He did not want to rush to conclude it because in this world many people have the same aroma, fragrance and body shape.

"Surge you! Don't you hear, Titin's at the door!" hardik Yura who tried to push Erlang's body which was still clapping on his body.

"If I don't want to, how? Don't tell me you don't want it! As far as we've been, you've even handed your body to me, put your weight on my chest and enjoyed every caress of my lips and also the heat trail my hands have caused. Why do you deny that you enjoy it, Mother?" erlang said with a cynical smile. Emphasizing Mother's words increasingly makes Yura feel guilty about Om Roy.

"Mrs, did Madam fall asleep? I'm in?" titin's voice jolted again, resuscitating Yura. Once again Yura attempted to push Erlang's body and this time succeeded.

"Please hide, sneak behind the balcony door, lest Titin see you. At least think about your father's feelings," Yura asked in a pleading tone and a pensive look, then did not look back again Yura walked over to open the door.

"Finally you came out too, I thought you fainted. Almost called a few more maids to break down this door," said Titin who stroked into the room.

The servant had always behaved like a close friend to Yura, there was no hesitation in entering the master's room and Yura also did not question the attitude of the Titin.

"I was in the bathroom just came out. What's up?" yura asked trying to cover up her nervousness. I swear by anything, his feet were shaking and his gaze had been fixed towards the balcony door, lest the mad man suddenly appear and mess things up.

"Didn't Madam say she wanted to eat soon?"

"Then, I'll wait for you below," Titin replied twisting his body, preparing to exit the room.

"Wait, Tin. You better stay here" Yura said loudly. He wanted Titin to be a barrier for the man to appear and re-spice himself.

Maybe Yura is overconfident, but anything is possible, right?

After the door closed, and the two women left, Erlang infiltrated back in. He sat on the edge of the bed, down on his lips with his index finger, feeling a pulse down there at the thought of their hot kiss.

Sin, and it is forbidden. But Erlang could not dispel his thoughts from enjoying those lips, perhaps even more than his lips.

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"Mistress, why is it so greedy to eat her kedondong? It's sour" Titin said, observing Yura eating voraciously. The servant's facial skin even shriveled to the point of looking at the way Yura ate that seemed to eat a very sweet fruit.

"It's not sour, Tin, fresh instead," he said casually, back to eating kedondong fruit after being dicocol into a salt dish.

"You're exactly like a pregnant woman" Titin smiled. However, Titin's words made him realize. How foolish she was just because of the desire of her tongue, she forgot that she was currently pregnant and what she had done this could make Titin suspicious.

What if that woman told me about the other waitresses in the house? Then the suspicion that Yura is currently pregnant, and who is the father of the baby in Yura's womb, and it will make things worse.

Yura had no idea who among the servants was Om Roy's confidant. It could have been the oldest Bi Ijah and had worked for decades in that house.

Yura's face was deathly pale. He remembered when he had fainted yesterday. Om Roy forces to call the family doctor to have Yura checked, but the woman immediately gets in the way, saying that with just enough wind oil, Yura will soon be awake, as if Bi Ijah was deliberately so that not a single doctor who examined and informed about his condition to Om Roy.

Is it possible that Bi Ijah already knows that he is currently pregnant?

"Oh, how's this?" the great-grandson of Yura who turned worried.

"Mrs is okay? Why is your face suddenly pale? Are you sick?" tanya Titin scanned Yura's face which instantly changed.

"I'm fine Tin, a little dizzy. We should just go home, I just need a break," Yura said, taking the money out of her wallet. "Oh yes, Tin, I beg you not to tell anyone if we eat rujak today," he continued to secure Titin's lips so as not to chirp.

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