Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2

Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Dracula Feminine


But it never ends. Where it may end, if they - Reza and Salsya - are the essence of something continuous - are connected to an invisible thread, which is, connect them to the past and the future. While I could not break the thread at all, because it was actually inside them. Breaking it off means having to end their breath, or one of them, which means the end of their lives.


So it's never gonna end.


Never, until anytime.


You know what the main reason is? Because Salsya knows how to take advantage of Reza's weaknesses, while Reza continues to bond with past traumas. Although he once said: whatever we experience and whatever we feel, do not let it eat away at us. Huh! It's bullshit!


That night, when I woke up, Reza was not by my side. But since I peed, I went to the toilet first. After that, I came out of the room to look for him. And...


The whispers from the front porch caught my attention, and I saw the shadows of two people out there.


Reza Mas?


"Yes, no. I don't want anyone to look-"


His words and voice confirmed my guess, and I tried to approach him closer - secretly, I wanted to see for myself how my husband would react to being seduced by a street woman*.


"Za, I wanted you a long time ago. Please, love me like you love Nara. Treat me as warm as you treat her. Touch me. Please...."


Salsya's shadow approaches Reza, but Reza dodges, distancing herself. They moved to a corner I could no longer see its shadow.


"Yes, I'm serious. I said-"


At that moment I appeared. Salsya was already attached to Reza, her distended stomach did not prevent her from struggling on my husband's body. In fact, at that time he managed to become a betin* dracula that* my husband's neck.


"Mas!"


They were both shocked, especially Reza. He tried to explain to me that what had just happened - it was nothing like what I was thinking.


I don't give a shit!


I quickly walked over to them, and the woman, Salsya, the beautiful dracula, was on the verge of taking off her nightgown. Salsya's pregnancy is almost in the seventh month and her lower abdomen is hanging forward. From behind she did not look pregnant. But from the front she looks like a mother kangaroo. Being caught by me, she immediately let go of Reza and quickly tightened her dress.


Heartache, resentment, and anger. Much more angry than ever, and more painful than seeing the video Kayla sent back. Not because I found my husband cheating on me, not because I felt betrayed, but because my husband was so powerless in front of him. He was alone with Salsya when everyone was fast asleep, it was the same as giving himself up to the street. I was angry, I glared at them. Then...


Plaque!


"What's wrong?" Mayra who came first with Alfi immediately grabbed Salsya and helped her up. Salsya grimaced in pain and held onto her stomach, but I wasn't sure it was real. I'm sure he was just pretending and exaggerating so people were pitying and not coming after him.


And I got angry because Reza still cared so much about her back then, she asked Alfi and Mayra to take Salsya to the hospital.


"Don't you dare come here again or I'll kill you, Pelacu*!" I shouted at him who was in Alfi's arms. Alfi and Mayra were about to take her to the hospital.


But actually the fight was less frenzied, because no one returned my screams. I was just making a fuss myself without being able to move freely, because Reza kept holding me.


"I hate you!" I said while looking hard at him.


Ihsan who had been watching us from a distance quickly approached me, he took off Reza's hand which was clutching my wrist, then asked me to come in, he wanted to have a one-on-one talk with Reza.


I left the two of them with a strong wave of emotions inside me, I lowered my head and began to move, impatient to go back and be alone in my room - - - immersing my head in both hands.


The fact that I did not see a hundred percent of my husband's infidelity, at least I saw him trying to avoid and try to keep Salsya away from his body, even though Reza did not push him hard let alone throw and slam his tiny body, because it's very unlikely. But I'm angry because Reza always creates chances until things like that happen. If only he hadn't let Salsya stay at our house, it wouldn't have happened. In fact, if he tried to avoid it by staying in the room with me, the commotion would not happen either.


Geck! Geck! Geck!


No, it was not a knock, but rather a loud bang from Aarin. "Mbak, open. Ihsan and Mas Reza were fighting."


Oh my God, what else is this? Quickly I stood up and opened the door, running to the front porch to break Ihsan.


Yeah, to break up Ihsan. Because as I thought, Reza couldn't possibly fight him. He only defended, fended off, and dodged the attacks of Ihsan. He won't be able to attack my sister.


Arriving on the porch I shouted to Ihsan to stop his attack on Reza, but Ihsan ignored me. He continued to attack Reza who was already helpless. Finally I was forced to protect Reza at the expense of myself, until I received a hard blow from Ihsan. After that Ihsan stopped once he realized that his attack hit me. And it was very painful, and it must have left a trail of bruises on the back of my body.


Seeing me fall down, Reza immediately rushed up to me, but Ihsan immediately pushed him, until he was thrown away from me again. In exchange, Ihsan who grabbed me and questioned my situation, and apologized, he unintentionally said.


"Go back to the room" I said. "Don't worry about me, huh? Would help?"


Ihsan nodded. He turned around, raised both of his hands and instantly passed. And even though I was still angry at Reza, I still helped her and took her to the room to treat her injuries. Kukompres his wound in silence - silent for harboring anger. Without the slightest smile. Only occasionally rub the tears born from a mixture of soreness. I hate it, the chaos that Salsya caused spread to many things, not only messing with my relationship with Reza, but also between Reza and Ihsan.


See, just because of one ex, a lot of hearts are hurt.