Humiliated Husband Family
Chapters. 29. Coercion of Husband Part 1

"Sorry, Mom!" I reflexively pushed Azam's shoulders. When this handsome, dashing man who was still my husband's status advanced his face with a sad look. I can even feel if his breath roars full of naps.

"You why the hell? For a long time, I did not ask for rights. So you can't refuse that. You understand the sin of rejecting the husband" Mas Azam's rascal who makes me want to break up. That's how he signed for me tonight. But, honey, there is no soft way at all. Mas Azam expressed his point with harsh sentences and sharp eyes.

Gone was his warmth and tenderness first. It was like seeing a stranger in front of me. It even feels like my body is goosebumps when touched by it. I don't know, yawning where my misses go.

"Mas, no, Adek would refuse, but-" I deliberately did not continue my words. While looking at what Azam will do after this. My heart seems to be happy to work on it. When else, right?

"Then, what!" This time Azam managed to push me up to the wall. The look in his hungry eyes, scanned all over my face. He must have been shocked and fascinated, because the skin on his wife's face began to glow.

Our faces were so close, that the roar of his breath rubbed my skin warm. As I recall, for a long time we weren't this intimate. If I obey the lust of the heart, I want to hug his sturdy body. Although, mas Azam long on a wheelchair.

I almost got carried away when the Mas Azam fingers started playing down the cheekbones to my jaw. I desperately held the stinging vibration to the center of my body. Indeed, my body is very easily triggered when it gets a soft touch from Azam like this. Strangely, the murmur was no longer in my heart. My heart beats fast because of fear.

Afraid, if I can't resist tonight. Afraid that my husband would no longer be clean and holy. The shadow in my mind and also the feeling in my heart says. That Azam and Jelita may have committed adultery when they were just two out there.

Am I wrong to have such an accusation against my husband?

I do not want, if now Azam mas to enter me in his stained state. I was disgusted and hated to think of this. Reflek, I pushed Azam's chest strong. I don't know since when he has kissed the niche of my neck to give the sign there.

"You're why, Lika! You're the one who wants all this? That's why you called me and dressed up like this!" cecar, Mas Azam looks angry. His eyes glittered red. It was clear that at this moment he was holding something volatile.

What is this, the sign is they haven't done it out there. The proof, Mas Azam was so tormented when I endured this wish.

"Mas. Indeed, I called you. But just to talk. There is no intention and no intention to flirt. If by looking like this, Mas can define as temptation .. then what about Jelita? Every day, every time she sees you, every time the road with you takes you to therapy, she's always dressed more openly than what I'm wearing tonight. Even she also dressed up full make up and also full fragrance. Then, why, did not Mas think it was tempting?" my lice hit him straight into his heart.

Evidently, my husband was immediately shocked. Stuck while looking for answers I felt. Well, you think I'm stupid, Mom. I'm a woman, I know that Jelita's not true. But you always defend and protect him. Either you're blind or you've indeed fooled the widow's innocent pretentious face.

"What do you mean, Lika! Why do you always associate our problems and relationships with, Jelita?" Mas Azam shouted at me even blocking my arm tightly. I'm afraid, if Lulu and Heru wake up.

Did I just give you Azam's ration tonight? So that he would leave immediately?

But--------- but

"Where are we going?" I struggled when Azam brought me to the living room of my mother's house, if I went into one of the rooms. I think this has been her bed all along. Since Azam underwent therapy.

"Serve me here only, if in our house .. later it must be disturbed. After all, Mas has been able to make you sigh hard now," he said as he pressed my body, on his mattress. The door to the room was closed tightly. In fact, his superior T-shirt has been tossed somewhere.

Ah, Mas you got me on lema.

I threw my face away because suddenly the red tinge was on both of my chubby cheeks. It feels like my face is tingling in the view in such a way by him.

Suddenly, my gaze caught something next to the corner of the bed.

Apaan tuh .. what the hell!