Gannaya, My Adore
Tortured by your kindness.

After dinner, Gana chooses to enter the room first. Because Ammar said he'd be in the workspace for a while to check the incoming email. Though Ammar just wanted to stay away from Gana, because there is an important thing that Farhan wants to discuss on the phone.

Gana was still in the middle of her spacious room. It is three times wider than the room in the house. This room still depicts a caricature of Spongesbobs. Ammar styled it according to what was in Gana's room earlier.

Gana stepped up to sit on the lip of the bed. He looked back at his room which he had not noticed since the afternoon. Get up from the bed, with a gold-carved teak. It is like the king and queen.

He stepped to the left and entered the open room without a door. The room was dark, because the lights had not been turned on.

Chequek.

Ganaya pressed the switch button. And the luxuriously dangling lights shone light to the side of the room. Ganaya's eyeballs widened. His heart beats, his eyeballs teary. He was moved back, how much did Ammar love him?

The man made a walk-in closet for his wife. Dressing tables that have been arranged with various make up, skincare, to the pads are available there.

"Memorify once you .." he murmured, when touching a lipstick lined with more than twenty pieces.

"Until you know, whatever lipstick I always wear." Gana's tears that have been condensing have now shed.

The dressing table with teak carvings is again coated with gold brass. Gana rubbed it slowly.

"It must be expensive" he said. Wiping away the tears and then stepping back towards the wardrobe.

Crick.

The closet with five teak-carved doors, he opened one by one. Gana smothered her mouth in disbelief.

Work coats, dress, t-shirts, sleeping pajamas, and underwear are all neatly lined up. True what Ammar said, Gana did not need to bring clothes or items from her parents' house. At home they are ready and available.

When she looked down, her tears came back down. "Npus ... Very good of you." he sighed. "Even to know, my taste in dress. From the model, color, size and type of fabric. Oh Allah ... Do you know where you're from, Ammar?" Gana was more astonished, from earlier he continued muttering to himself.

Even during the dating with Adri, the man was still wrong if he bought a dress size for her.

For God's sake, Ammar is a wonderful man. It was lucky that the angel got it.

Gana just stroked some clothes, and again closed all the closet doors that he had opened wide. The woman looked at the right corner. He was back in shock, his heart was so full.

There was a glass cabinet that was quite large and tall. Lined several dozen branded bags of different models, sizes, colors and brands. Minimum price range from twenty million to hundreds of millions.

Even so far Gana only has three bags. And the three bags are birthday gifts from Ammar, in the last three years. The woman did not like to shop.

It will be really shopping if you want and demanding circumstances must buy something. There are also some shoes from formal shoes, flatshoes, high heels that are not too high and cats.

"Masiah Allah ... Ammell ..." Gana feels so guilty.

Ammar's been giving her a lot of happiness, but he?

"I can only give you a wound, Ammar. I'm sorry I can't love you .." said Gana.

The woman cried, then squatted on the floor. She turned her back to the glass cabinet, hugged her legs and drowned her head on both knees. His shoulders shook as sobs continued to run rampant.

"I'm sorry, Ammar .." he kept fussing.

Spilling all his regrets. He hit his head and half shouted. "Go Adri! Get out of my life! Go!iiiiiiii!!"

Ganaya stomped her legs which she straightened on the floor. Squeeze her hair to let go of the annoyance.

"Buck you Adri! Goddamn bum! You made my life so hard like this!!"

Ganaya kept crying. Where her husband came and ran to her.

"Where, what's wrong with you?" Ammar stopped Gana's fists, which were so strong that they would no longer hurt her head. The man was worried.

Gana looked up with tears. "Why are you so nice, Ammar? I'm tormented with your kindness." Gana's tone was clear.

Ammar smiles. "I want you to be happy living with me, Gana. Can be with me forever."

Hearing those words, made Gana cry even more. His chest tight, his breathing heavy. Can he? Why does it hurt so much? Ammar loves her, and she loves Adri. Even to occupy the edge of Gana's heart space, Ammar has no place.

Ammar kissed Gana's forehead. Putting wetness on his wife's face. Pulling the body up, then pressing Gana's body to get into her checkered chest. Ammar hugged him, gently rubbed Gana's back and continued muttering to calm his wife.

Gana cried gurgling in Ammar's chest. Make the guy's pajamas wet.

"Wait for me, Ammar ..."

"Dear always ..."

Because Ammar was once in Gana's position. He had tried to forget Gana but it was difficult, forced and resisted even the sense of it getting heavier. To the extent that there is a sense of sincerity, for he knows Gana will never belong to him.

***

The room lights are turned off. Ammar knows Gana hasn't loved him. But the duty of the husband to give a living born and inner to the Wife, must still he do. And Gana should be willing to give her honor tonight.

Ganaya was laid in the swirl of the bed. Ammar was on top to enclose his wife's body. It had been two minutes that Ammar wanted to kiss Gana, but she still turned her face to the right and left with a slow head movement. Ammar followed the direction of the woman's head, so that their lips could meet.

Ammar kept forcing, finally with a palm, he held Gana's head forcibly so as not to move. He returned to his wife's lips.

Lubricate and howl the tongue to invade the oral cavity belongs to Gana. The woman was silent, forcing herself to accept it. Both of Gana's hands were already tightened on the sheets.

"May ..." Ammar.

The man was getting more savage, the scroll of desire was getting wrapped around him. Decitan saliva is heard only from him, Ammar released the fence, if it feels he is already lacking oxygen.

With a breath of breath, he again scooped Gana's lips. Melumatt exhausted and tight. She felt her lips were hot and thick.

Ammar lowered his head to touch the surface of his wife's neck. His left hand began to open the piayama Gana button.

The woman immediately grinned from behind her eyes, when Ammar managed to crush any unobstructed snow. Gana wanted to pull over, but somehow her hand was unable to do so.

If you want to sleep, Gana will never wear any interior. Ammar was intrigued, because Gana's crazy chunks were quite large, tight and dense.

Ammar re-aligned their faces. "Open your eyes, Gana." whispered her sensual. "Your lips are delicious .." praise her husband. Ammar put their mouths together again.

Clear water dripped from the corner of his eye, plunged down wet the cheeks and then flowed into the neck.

Gana just kept quiet and sobbed softly. He does not open his eyes. He was concentrating on accepting Ammar and forgetting Adri's near shadow.

Ammar took those lips back. "Let's get back to me, baby." whispered Ammar.

"You must have done this before, right? I know you must be good! Let's give your shrewdness to your husband." Ammar whispered back. "Serve me, baby." Ammar is soft. Rarely can most husbands be this sweet to a wife like Ammar.

"I want you to be happy too, Gana ... Let's fight! Love me ..."

The whispers of Ammar, able to make Gana's body bristle. Of course he shrewd, because Gana has often kissed with Adri. Again the shadow of her kissing the man appeared. Ammar manages to have Gana's concentration destroyed.

Gana is still silent. He chose to close both eyes. He was afraid that when he saw Ammar's face, he would refuse. Let him just accept, the important thing is that Ammar gets what he wants tonight. The man was good, very good to him.

Ammar returned to action to enjoy the curves of his other wife's body. The man half sat down to take off his pajamas and threw them away.

"Eumm ... You're beautiful, dear." Ammar spoke again in a seductive tone. Ammar was so agile to take the heart of his wife with all her tenderness. Making Gana who initially refused, now turned instant into drunk kepayang. Ganaya began to reuphoria.

He began to receive the caresses that Ammar gave him. Ammar lowered his head, to kiss the thick, paled lips again. As Ammar's fingers shed Gana's pajamas so that the pajamas could escape his wife's body.

Harley belongs to Ammar, it looks like he can't stand it. Wanted to spout her larvae for the first time. Ammar is getting excited to take off his virginity tonight.

And on the sidelines, his mouth that felt full because it managed to scoop the top of the ball ball belonging to his wife The man's eyes widened, he gasped when Ganaya moaned.

"Oh ... Adri."

It was as if a thunderous thunderbolt had flashed across Ammar's head.

Duarr's.

***

Patience Adek, later Gana who will thrash on your feet ⁇ ️