Hold On Or Let Go
16. Never Be Sorry

After the incident, Mahmudi slightly kept his distance from Tari. But Dance with all her deceit, continues to seduce Mahmudi.

Dari did not give up at all, although repeatedly Mahmudi was cold to her.

"I have to get what I want" Tari assiduously ran after Mahmudi who was about to come home from the office.

"Mas, wait," cried Tari, who immediately entered the car when Mahmudi got into his car.

"I want to go home, what's wrong with me?" Ask Mahmudi without further ado.

"We had coffee first yuk mas, just before. I have been several days this mas always avoids Tari, Tari kangen tau mas," Rengek Tari while stroking Mahmudi's thigh.

Mahmudi was speechless, the touch of the hands of the mischievous Dance managed to get rid of a little of his sanity. But when Tari's hand started to rise upwards and was about to care for her sensitive body part, the soft smiling shadow of Seruni flashed past her eyes.. and Mahmudi immediately brushed off Tari's hand.

"Stop, there's no need to be like this" Mahmudi chilled.

Dari's face was flushed red, with shame mixed with anger. Dance started acting, she sobbed by letting out her fake tears.

Mahmudi breathed roughly, "want to copy where?" Mahmudi asked, who began to soften, could not bear to see the cry of the young woman beside him.

Dance smiled and immediately wiped away her fake tears, "her usual garden cafe ya mas," her spoiled pinta.

Mahmudi could only nod, "excuse me papa ma, today papa came home late," whispered Mahmudi inwardly, he felt guilty because his wife and children must have been waiting for his papa to come home.

After traveling for about twenty minutes, they arrived at the park cafe whose location was quite hidden. They always choose this place, so that no friends catch their date.

The dance is spoiled in Mahmudi's arms while walking into the cafe, and Mahmudi let it go. Not forbid but also does not respond as usual, he said, who would welcome the indulgence of Dance happily and embrace the young lady's waist affectionately. Mahmudi even this time, put both his hands in his pants pocket.

While from a fairly hidden corner of the cafe, two pairs of eyes looked at the presence of the two of them with gazes full of anger.

"Sister, isn't that Mahmud? Uun's husband, right?" Ask a man, to the woman before him.

"Yes, you're right about that's Runi's husband. Why would Mahmud go to a garden cafe, just like that monkey-like young lady?!" Reply to the woman with anger.

They both continued to pay attention to Mahmudi's growl and the young woman who was still struggling spoiled in Mahmudi's arms. Until they both sat in a rather closed place not far from the men and women who had noticed the arrival of Mahmudi and Tari.

Dari immediately ordered coffee and snacks for the two of them, while Mahmudi seemed busy with his cellphone.

"Mas, why did you just shut up?" Rajuk Tari, while stroking Mahmudi's cheeks overgrown with fine feathers.

"Hemm, no, this is a bit of work that I have to send her an email immediately" said Mahmudi as he brushed off Tari's hand from her face.

But the more he refused, the younger woman became more reckless. The dance that sits right next to Mahmudi, tightens his seat, and his large chest, clings perfectly to Mahmudi's arm.

Mahmudi took a quick glance, but then returned to focus on the screen of his phone. But undeniably, the man's blood rippled to find a solid and chewy object with an extra size jumbo was attached perfectly to his arm. Mahmudi's maleness soul began to struggle.

"Tonight mas, tonight you must fall in my arms. I've left the kids to mom, and I also told you that I have a two-day seminar" Tari muttered in her heart.

Mahmudi repeatedly swallowed his saliva, even now the man's mind was no longer focused on the screen of the phone he opened.

Seeing her prey starting to get aroused, Tari was about to kiss Mahmudi's lips, but the sound of waiters who came brought orders for coffee and snacks both of them, rescue Mahmudi from the female demon who is now sitting clinging to his side.

Mahmudi inched, slightly away and fixed the buttons of the lower shirt that had been opened by Tari.

Mahmudi hurriedly drank his coffee to neutralize his body that began to be aroused earlier, and the man threw out his rough breath when remembering the incident just now.

While Dance pouted, she was disappointed because her prey was back regardless. But the young woman with thick makeup did not lose her mind, she grabbed Mahmudi's hand and was about to carry him through her smooth belly.

At first Mahmudi brushed off, but Tari kekeuh and continued to force her without a word and only through the eyes.

His burly hands are led by Tari to explore the smooth stomach of Tari and increasingly rise to the top, Tari deliberately docked her sit back and began to emit erotic whispers.

The sound of music in the cafe is disguised as the sound of Dance, so only Mahmudi can hear it. And Mahmudi's hand that began to be led into the 36 B-sized bra, and the sound of the curse of Dance, made Mahmudi's sanity disappear again.

The dance helps Mahmudi squeeze his belongings, and plays brown circles as big as marbles on top of the Himalayan mountain belonging to Tari. And the erotic sound of the dance being deliberately made up, makes something hiding inside the Mahmudi boxer harden and stand up straight.

Experienced dance and good at reading the face of his opponent, again about to kiss the lips Mahmudi...

A man came along while pounding the table and managed to thwart the action of Dance.

"You bastard Mud, you must betray your good wife" exclaimed the man, punching Mahmudi in the face, bruised and bleeding from the corner of Mahmudi's lips.

The startled dance instantly inched, and slightly moved away.. Dari even immediately hid, because he did not want his good name as a selebgram at stake because of this commotion.

The man was about to hit Mahmudi again who was still in shock, but was immediately injured by a woman who was with him. "Stop it, don't be a vigilante" stop the woman.

"But sister, a husband like her deserves a blow even if it is necessary to kill all of you" said the man, who was still overwhelmed by anger.

"Mud, open your eyes! What less is your wife?! Even Seruni is prettier than that woman!" The furious woman who had broken up, with a sharp look at Mahmudi.

Mahmudi can only look down embarrassed, "excuse me Don, I'm sorry Wi. please, please don't say anything to my wife," said Mahmudi, to two people who turned out to be best friends Seruni.. Doni and Tiwi.

"I'm sorry not to be the same, bro, but your wife. He's the one you betrayed," upset Doni.

"If you are already unable to make her happy, never regret it. If one day, I take Seruni from your life!" Threatening Doni is not playing games, and Mahmudi who already knows his wife's past can only be bowed lethargic.

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