
"Henner."
The woman reflexively closed her mouth. While Kenan and Fana simultaneously looked towards the door.
"Olivia." said Kenan, but he was still calm even Kenan rubbed Fana's lower lip using his thumb, as if confirming that they had just ended the hot kiss, visible from the lips of both of them were swollen reddish.
"Who are you?" Fana stared fiercely at the woman standing in the doorway, her face crimson, the opening of the angry kartna but rather because of the domineering shame, how can there be other people who enter carelessly when she and her husband do pervert. What if it wasn't just a kiss they did. Fana could not imagine when she was pleasing her husband using his mouth, yes Kenan asked her to sip that man's. Lucky Fana beluhhm do it, really she does not want to belong to her husband in see anyone other than herself even though she does not know what the reason is.
"I should ask you, what are you doing with my girlfriend?" shouted Olive wrathfully.
"Your lovers.?"
"Yes, you cheap lady."
"Look at your words Olivia!" Kenan open the sound.
"Why Ken? You want to do a defense on that seductress." Tuding Olive dusting.
"Who are you saying cheap? Miss."
"Of course you are. What do you want to call it besides being cheap, you want to kiss my girlfriend. Kenan was my lover for four years. Just imagine what we've been doing for four years" Olivia said.
"Our relationship ended two years ago, stop yelling at my wife."
There was a warm feeling in Mana's heart when Kenan acknowledged her as a wife in the presence of other people. This was the first time Kenan had said Fana his wife was in the slightest doubt. Hey can Fana feel proud at this moment.
"That's because they don't know about my marriage, because I kept it a secret.
"Ck, you're creating a lie just to make me jealous, no, I even remember you saying you love me three times a day" Olive said.
"Ish, alay once, laughingly three times a day like taking medicine alone." Fana Cibir.
The two people there immediately stared intently at Shafana.
"Why are you holding me like that?"
"Tell me how much Kenan pays you, I'll pay you three times what you pay." Olive began to take the Cheque out of her bag, complete with one pen. "Write whatever you want and leave my lover." Olive puts the Cheque and the questioner in Shafana's hands.
"Huh ... What the fuck does this mean?" Fana was still in a daze this time she could not think, suddenly her beautiful brain felt empty.
"You intend to buy a man from his own wife." asked Fana innocently. If out there a legitimate wife will go berserk when her man is visited by another woman, unlike the case with Fana she feels ordinary because indeed since the beginning of her love has not grown on her husband.
"Penance mine. Only mine, Kenan promised to marry me."
This was the perfect time for him to break free from the snare of Kenan. Figuring Fonder.
"Oh so it looks, thank goodness. You don't have to pay me, I'll gladly let go of that pervert, oppressor, and manipulative man. Miss, don't forget to take care of my divorce papers." Fana grabbed her glasses on the nightstand and it was about to pass, but before she reached the door, her slender body was already on Kenan's deck.
"Where are you going? How dare you subvert me. Just look I won't forgive you." Kenan's threat is serious.