Forgive Me My Wife
Angry Lion

“Sorry, Mr. Yoga. Looks like I have to rethink about this cooperation, I excuse me.”

Viona tiptoed without looking. But when he almost reached the door, Yoga pulled his body and squeezed him to hit the wall tight. His hand gripped both of Viona's wrists with demonic lightning from her eyes.

“Sell is expensive huh? Just like a virgin girl, when I heard you were just a widow!” his his hisses were full of emotions as well.

“Lease! Get rid of that filthy hand of yours, you bastard!” yelled Viona furiously. He thrashed and kicked around with all his might trying to escape despite his incredible trembling body.

Plaques

A slap landed on Viona's smooth cheek until it felt sore.

“How dare you say to me? You want your business destroyed!” Yoga squeezes Viona's tiny body.

“Please, I'm not afraid!” he shouted with a loud breath.

Viona continues to thrash, no matter what happens she has to fight back and figure out how to get out of the room. He wanted to reach for the phone in his bag, but his hand was locked by Yoga.

“Please... anyone help me. Please...”

“Interesting. Shout, as an exercise before I make you scream. But baby, this room is soundproof. Before your business is destroyed, I will destroy your pride first, beautiful.” Yoga is disgusting.

“Crazy ass! Please.help me. Anyone help me!”

Viona's beautiful Netra continued to stare towards the door, hoping for the maid to come and enter there. However, Viona's hope will only be wishful thinking, because previously Yoga advised not to be disturbed for the next hour because it wants to discuss a very important business.

Her eyes began to glitter with tears, but Viona refrained from sobbing. His soul cried out to itself amidst the fear that invaded it. He must be strong, keep fighting with all his might and not be weak.

“I did not expect, it turns out you are a jerk man!” hardik Viona was full of emotions.

Using the other hand Yoga clutched Viona's jaw tight, since the first time he came he was impatient to taste the red lips of this tiny woman.

“As he said, shut up! Your mouth is more suitable for sinking than for swearing!”

*****

“The room is the far right,” They arrive in the hallway with rows of private doors dining room.

“Thank you.”

With the step of a thousand Bima towards the very end of the door, since then he continued to contact Viona but never lifted, making his anxiety even more heightened.

*****

In the desperation that struck her, Viona kept turning her face to the right and to the left avoiding the lips of Yoga who was about to kiss her. Yoga is bad because Viona does not stop fighting, her animal lust is getting hotter, in the second then she pulls the front of Viona's shirt tight until the buttons are scattered, before the pounding sound on the door diverts it.

“Damn it! Dare to interrupt my pleasure.”

“Please... please...” Viona screamed loudly, no matter if the room was soundproof, until finally the sound of a break in the door was heard.

Yoga beveled in shock when he saw the figure that appeared. The tall sturdy body loomed, the fist fist was also a bluffing tooth, it was not Bima who came, but an angry lion.

Bima's eyes darkened with anger when she saw Viona who had been disheveled with torn clothes pressed against the wall. He stepped in and pulled Yoga followed by the raw bogem landed inevitable, tubied without pause on the face and stomach Yoga.

“Busty!” Bima beat him mercilessly, did not give Yoga a chance to fight.

“It's tired of your life apparently, Yoga! How dare you lay your filthy hands on my woman!” punch after punch back.

“Wanita? So apparently this saintly woman belonged to the ex-con!” teasing Yoga with his bow, even though his body is currently in pain everywhere.

“Close your mouth motherfucker!” again Bima raised her fists, it looks like the jaws of Yoga shifted this time, Yoga sprawled until unable to rise.

“I'll sue you for hitting me, ex-con!” exclaim Yoga with battered face is also blood that flows from the nose.

“Take it! I'm not scared!”

Bima immediately opened her suit and put it on Viona to cover the torn clothes.

"Let's get out of here."

Bima already does not want to linger there again, if not immediately go maybe he mengalap and kill Yoga at this time iuga. Bima was about to snap Viona's arm, but Viona held her back.

"For a moment, sir." With a sharp look full of anger, Viona took out a glass of orange juice then splashed it right into Yoga's face.

“Mas Bima is indeed an ex-convict. But you're worse than that, feeling holy when it's real foul smelling garbage!” furious Viona did not accept.

“Already, we go from here.” Bima immediately pulled Viona's arm out from there leaving Yoga lying on the floor.