Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Retaliation!

Well, I'm smiling. "I'll tell you later after we finish dinner tonight."

Rhea nodded and began to gain her composure, returning to being the usual Rhea, who was beautiful and graceful.

After the plate was empty, he picked up his wine glass and drank. "So? Please tell me."

"Oh, no, Baby. No hurry. Isn't this instrument suitable and romantic for dancing?"

He smiled, looking happy. He used to love to dance. "OKAY. Whatever you want."

Rhea stretched out her hand, and we danced in slow motion. He leaned his head against my chest, making me think - if you hadn't betrayed me.

Gently, I gripped her hair and guided her face - - looking at me. He closed his eyes, that's when I kissed him - - enjoying those red lips with a feeling. My husband said, I am still in love. "I.. love... you...."

She smiles. So pretty. "I love you more."

"For whom?"

Stupefied. His pupils dilated. "meaning?"

"Your declaration of love, for whom?"

"For you, my husband, Rangga Sanjaya."

"O yeah?"

"What the fuck, anyway? Don't be stupid!"

He broke away from me, took a few steps away. The feeling of annoyance began to seep in and take hold of him. Or scared and start to be alert?

I sat back down, crossing my legs casually. "Yeah, I'm stupid. Stupid don't realize that your love is still for Biktor."

"Eh?"

"Why? I already know everything."

"Don't misunderstand me, honey. I don't love him anymore. You are the only one in my life now. I am sure. Please, don't reveal my past. Right now I just love you. You believe it, right?"

A very good fraud.

"What about your romance in a hotel room in Bali that night? You're saying I saw it wrong? Hmm?"

Rhea was surprised. He was confused as to what to answer. "On that... I... I....?"

"Can't answer? Heh?"

Momentary silence. But she was smart, she quickly knelt at my feet and immediately cried. While I didn't budge in the least, stick with my legs crossed relaxed.

"I'm khilaf. That night I was drunk" his alibi. "Oath. That night I was drunk."

A liar! He was clearly fully conscious.

Rhea lookup. "meaning? Is finished...? I don't understand what you mean."

I took out the documents from the court and threw them on the floor. "We are officially divorced. Legally, you're no longer my wife."

"No. This is not legal," he said as he read -- precisely paying attention to the documents. "It's a one-sided divorce. I don't even know anything."

I grinned. "Whatever. What is clear to me is that you are nothing more than a cheap woman. You're no longer my wife."

"okay, okay. I accept. I'm gonna get out of here."

I laugh wickedly, when you can hear it. But really, in my heart - there is a stifling feeling of the nelangsa.

Rhea walked to the front door. The sound of his feet crashing against the floor. I let him, still sitting leisurely, leaning on plus with his legs crossed. Then...

"Open the door!" Rhea shouted, she was angry and irritated because the front door was locked, not even a single servant she met. "You have no right to keep me here anymore!"

I took my phone and made a call. "Come here" I said.

It didn't take long, Billy got out of his place waiting. With just a single nod, he carried out his duty - carrying Rhea on his shoulders and carrying her to the basement.

"Take me off!" Rhea shouted while thrashing. "The ladder! You have no right to do this to me!"

As soon as he arrived, a guard at the basement door immediately opened the door. We went in, Billy dropped Rhea on the haystack and chained her legs. Seeing the arrival of Rhea, the Biktor who had been tormented by the influence of drugs in his drinking water - - immediately ambushed the beautiful body and oppressed him.

"Biktor?"

Rhea was surprised, while Biktor seemed to see the only potent elixir to treat his suffering and had to take a sip immediately. "Help me, Rhe." She tore off Rhea's dress - taking it off by force.

"You're out, Bill."

"Good, Sir."

"Close the door."

At the same time, Rhea continued to struggle. But still, he had no ability to resist the power of men, especially the man who was being sworn off. The biktor managed to enter and hit him fiercely.

"Shoppers! Ow! Release him! You're harassing me! Uh! Ow! Me-Oh! Oho! Stopit! Biktor! Stopit! Goddamn bum! I'm not binataaaaang...!"

My laughter blared. Very funny words. I approached him who was tormented under the confines of his dark lover. "You're the one who harassed yourself. Bastard, prostitution*cheap!"

Like an animal that is being*passion, Biktor did not care in the slightest about the situation around him. He continued to push and stomp Rhea in a row. For the sake of balancing Biktor, I picked up the extra bottle and poured it into Rhea's mouth. I pressed her cheek hard until her mouth was open. Inevitably, Rhea gulped down the water that had gone in.

"Know," I said. "May you be happy."

I stepped into the door the moment Rhea started laughing* and overheating.

"Wait on! Don't lock me up! The...! Panaaaaas...! Ranggama...!" She was crying, as much as she could. "Shoppers! Bastard guy! Fucking shithead! Your demon, Rangga! Satan!"

Oh, pity....