Hurt Wife
Chapter 11

"What do you mean?''

"Didn't hear what Sitha said? Without Sitha, there is also Mas who took care of her," she said, she began to get emotional, inexplicably the woman felt an overflowing anger when she saw her husband and remembered his actions.

"Who? You mean Mila?" ask Reza.

"Who else lives here, it's just the three of us,"

Reza looked at him with a little suspicion. It was very curious that the woman told him all about her betrayal that she had known.

"You're jealous of Mila? Oh my goodness, Tha. Mila is your own sister, after all Mas has also considered her like his own sister. At first you also get Mila to live here instead of Mas who told," explained Reza at length. Hearing her words made Sitha even more fed up.

"So I mean Mas, Sitha who is too suspicious or Sitha who is wrong?'' he said with a high tone.

She couldn't stand it anymore, wanting to tell me everything she saw a week ago. But still trying to hold it because he still thinks of his parents who would be shocked to know their favorite son Mila is having an affair with his own sister-in-law.

"That's not what I mean, Mas" Reza said as she approached Sitha and tried to hug her. Sitha immediately dodged and did not want to be embraced by him. It was disgusting to be touched by her husband.

"So what do you mean? All this time I've been trying to be a good wife to you. Is it less?''

"You're too busy with boutiques, honey. I want you to cut down on work, but you always don't listen to me. During this time Mas does allow you to open a boutique, but that does not mean you forget your duties as a wife," said Reza who was finally provoked by emotions and the man began to look angry.

"So I mean, all Sitha's fault?''

"Here, why are we even fighting," said Reza who eventually relented and tried to persuade Sitha.

"Mas who started, I only allowed a few days to stay in the boutique but Mas noisier,"

"Mas doesn't forbid you. But you don't have to keep going in the boutique,"

"When I stay at the boutique, Mas can be freer" Sitha said almost without a sound.

"What do you mean?'' ask Reza.

"Ah, stop, Mas. I still want to go to the boutique even though Mas forbid." said Sitha while cleaning the suitcase and was about to step out of the room.

"Sitha's.... They forbid you!" reza said firmly.

"Sitha left despite my prohibition,"

Sitha directly walked out of the room and closed the door loudly. She had to keep her distance from her husband. Maybe also had to tell Reza's betrayal to his parents, however they should know all this.

The woman has decided to divorce Reza. Her betrayal left the woman numb to her husband. Let it be possible that with them parting ways, his sister could be happy with Reza. Let it be here, he who retreats, he who succumbs.

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Sitha has arrived at the boutique. After putting the suitcase into the room in the boutique, the woman went to the pantry to make coffee.

Sitha was sitting while making coffee. He was pensive with his mind blank. I want to cry, I feel tired. The boutique has just opened and the other employees are busy with their work. Sitha arrived at the hug from behind to make the woman gasp in shock.

"Kangen with me?'' whispered slowly.

It turned out that the one who embraced him was Inspiration. The young man who conquered it. Badly, his hands squeezed the mountain and the young man kissed his nape affectionately.

"Kangen, dear," said Ilham as he peeked nonstop at his neck.

"Don't here.... Just leave my room," Sitha said at last.

"Let me go to my room first, bring me some coffee later," Sitha ordered, after a quick peek at Ilham's lips and then stepped out of the pantry room into her room.

Ilham smiled happily, excitedly Ilham immediately stepped towards Sitha's study after waiting for a while. While bringing coffee, the young man stepped into the room where his beloved woman was.

Inspiration came in without knocking on the door again. But the young man was disappointed when it turned out that inside Sitha's study, the woman was not alone. He was with a customer who was about to order some clothes.

"Come, Ham. Please put the coffee on the table," Sitha said as she entered.

"Ilham, wait a minute there, okay?" sitha said after Ilham put his coffee on the table and was about to leave Sitha's study. The young man intended to come again later after Sitha was done with that customer.

"Well, ma'am." replied Ilham then standing not far from Sitha's desk. The young man stared at the table where Sitha last night fell asleep as the young man enjoyed the doughnut. Imagining that, made the young man excited again and suddenly the Jun had hardened completely.

"What does Santi's mom want to drink?" sitha asked the customer in front of her.

"No, thank you. I hunted as well, so when do you think I can take my order?''

"Oh, that. Santi's mom can come back here in two weeks. I try faster than that. After completion, I will contact my mother directly so that I can directly fittings." explained Sitha.

Sitha quickly finished her affairs with that customer. The woman was impatient to be alone with Inspiration. Somehow after feeling the pleasure given by the young man made Sitha as if she was addicted to the Jun. Dedek seemed to be itching to want it to feel immediately scratched by Jun.

After finishing with the customer, Sitha immediately drove the customer forward and advised her employees not to bother her for the next two hours.

Sitha seemed to be impatient again to be alone with Inspiration. From the beginning the young man went in to deliver coffee already felt throbbing doughnut dedek because remembering last night the young man's actions to him.

Sitha came in and locked her study. He saw Ilham already standing by his desk.

"Is the miss still?'' sitha asked warmly to Ilham as she slowly approached the young man.

"Still, Honey. Here approaching, I will prove my kangen taste," replied Ilham as he spread his hand.

Slowly, Sitha approached and the young man immediately pulled his waist so that the woman fell into his arms.

"That's a surprise," said Ilham gently as he showered Sitha with a small kiss.

"I miss too. Aaaa.." said Sitha sigh, Ilham's hand began to move twisting the little pink.

Unfortunately, the hand of Inspiration does not stop there. He began to be busy playing a game that made Sitha so sighing great. Inspiration has played and tasted the red little guy's heat. Sitha. The heat pulses are already gathering down there. It felt more and more so when the lips of Inspiration tasted the little pink Sitha as if it was wisdom food, while his other hand still stroked favors.

The young man made a loud sound as he kissed and pulled the little pink away making the woman unable to bear it any longer.

Ilhan quickly flipped over Sitha's body so that the woman turned her back and immediately got into action there. Unable to bear it any longer in a slow and relaxed manner, the young man ferociously took everything off. Sitha who glanced at Ilham from behind her back, who saw him already below. Naughtily, Sitha deliberately took action so that Ilham was getting hotter, like an athlete who was preparing for a running race.

Of course the young man would not waste the opportunity. Soon the young man dipped the hemisphere, with a slight bite that made Sitha scream between pain and favor. The young man smiled with satisfaction when he saw that there was a sign of the result of his work.

Immediately sip the grandpa without worry or disgust. The young man's ointment kept coming down which was already out of effect and flooding. His hand mischievously pinched****** the woman made him moan favorably.

"Ooh! Aargh, Shhsttt.... Inspiration...!''