Husband, Honey Mouth Poison
Winnowing

Next day.

Raisya somewhat saturated also had to stay in the room without activity. He walked to the bathroom to clean his body. Just a pity starting today and three days in the future he can not wash his hair because the wound on his head has not dried properly.

Raisya was now sculpting in front of the mirror after changing into clothes that covered the aurat. Although the model of a long shirt and loose-fitting culottes made from cold it is very comfortable to wear.

After his memory recovered, Raisya felt sinful, for having stripped his clothes open. He was determined to correct his mistake as long as his memory was lost.

Today it feels like a joint. Raisya feels lonely especially Michel does not exist. There was nothing he could talk to or joke with.

Wanna get out? Ah.. What about the wound on his head? He just walked back and forth and surfed on his phone not knowing who he would invite to just chat.

Is Michel still a long time at Mr. Robert's house? Did he let us both stay home?

Yep..These should be the most beautiful days felt like a human couple after marriage, precisely honeymoon. But for Raisya his days are like a moon of poison. How not, starting from the incident at the hotel until when returning from the party there is no romance and peace at all. There is only fear and worry.

Raisya pensively bemoaned his fate. "Could this be his fate line? How would he have to live this destiny in order to get better? Because God can't humiliate his servant. There must be some wisdom behind all this. Was he sent to fix things or was there some other purpose for which he should serve?" It was all in Raisya's mind now. He should be prejudiced over everything that befalls him.

"Do I have to try to open up to Nathan? Do I also have to accept all of his attitudes. Then where should I start? Because as long as I know her, she'll always be rude if she's jealous. Yeah jealous.. "

"Is it true that Reza told me yesterday that Nathan loves me? How does he love me? Is it in a rough way? Or from which side should I believe that he likes me? Then what about myself? Do I like it too?"

"Who would love that psychopathic man." Raisya lowered her head on the dressing table.

Tuk

Tuk

Tuk

The sound of shoes rang out to the room Raisya occupied. It happened that the room was located not far from the middle room next to Michel's room.

Raisya kept sharpening her ears. That sound is a bit strange. The taping is small but a little hard. "Is Reza coming? Where there are men's shoes that loud. Who's the shoe just now?" Raisya spoke with his own mind.

In order to finish her off, Raisya tidied up her appearance and took out a veil. Worrying is a stranger, or Reza.

Raisya came out of her room checking who had just come. He gave a glance towards the living room, but there was no one. In the middle room, it looks quiet. Raisya continued walking to the dining room, where he saw the table was still neatly uninhabited. There was nobody there either.

"Who just arrived? Did I just ask the security guard?" Just as Raisya turned her body, she heard a voice from the second floor precisely from Nathan's room.

"Reza? But. the sound is weird." Raisya frowned past her curious limit. Raisya climbed the stairs to Nathan's room to see who was in it.

Erotic sounds and ******* out of the voices of the women and men in the room. Raisya widened her eyes, her heart pounding erratically and her chest rumbling. The longer he listened to the sound from the room his head was pulsating.

"Well.what are they doing in there?" Raisya pulled her ears, her skin became hot as if burning hearing an erotic sound that damaged the purity of her mind.

Raisya's chest tightened as a cry from Nathan called out his name "Oh... Raisya.... "

Raisya shook his head. "Can't they do anything crazy in that room? Hasn't he never brought a woman?"

"Ah.which man can resist his passion for years. He's definitely in need of a release. Buty? Why would he mention my name in there? Is there a Raisya name too?" Raisya continued to speak with his mind. He was like a daze hearing those voices.

Silent moment

Raisya's heart still beats unsettled. Her body is now limp helpless when the erotic sound is back on like a re-stamped cassette. Raisya could not resist the stifling feeling of the chest. "Could Nathan have done something with the other woman in his room?"

It was eager for Raisya to break down the door of the room to see clearly, what was happening inside. What filth does the occupant of the room until the voices have to come out not on a legitimate partner. Is it worth it on his honeymoon to do that semester?

Kalaulah. Destroy Raisya's self-esteem.

Holding onto the iron on the stairs, Raisya came down from the second floor, sitting on the dining chair calming the turmoil of her mind that was made chaotic.

Raisya took a glass and drank the water like thirst. Baffled

"Yes God.. There's nothing wrong with the ijab. The wrong doer in it who has ruined the sacred meaning of a marriage because of a certain intent. I. who will bear the greatest burden of sin because several times refused him to have sex.

Raisya looked down on the table. Without notice the clear twigs fall from his eyelids. His shoulders were seen going up and down withstanding the silent cry.

An hour had Raisya sitting in the dining room waiting for the door to open.

Czechk

Finally what was waiting arrived. Raisya looked up, looking at Nathan's room door. A woman with minimal clothing appeared. He closed the door again, and walked up the stairs.

"What are you doing in that room?" Raisya's voice trembled questioning the woman who had just finished descending from the stairs. He looked towards Raisya staring from the top to the bottom of Raisya. A look of disdain was directly sent to Raisya.

"Hhhmm.. You want to know or want to feel the greatness? Ha ha - ha.." The woman laughed with satisfaction. After saying that he turned around and walked away leaving Raisya who was pecking with a sad face.

Raisya again directed his eyes to the second floor, precisely to the door of Nathan's room. He saw it with a pus.