I Desire the Love of My Husband
Repeatedly

"Bian, have you taken care of our farewell?"

"Bian, where's the talisman?"

"Bian, are you ignoring my request?"

"When should I wait?"

"You can't do it, let me do it myself."

"Bian, I can't wait anymore."

"You're fooling me again this time?"

"Aaarrgghht ..." cried Bian.

His hand swept away the bottles and glasses on the table, all breaking apart on the floor there.

Tonight, Bian suddenly entered the bar, he drank so much there, Zahra really drove him crazy in this one week.

"I don't want this farewell, don't you understand!" bentak Bian origin.

Some of them did notice Bian, but not a few also ignored him.

"Why do we have to separate, why do we have to split Zahra!" bian again.

"Mas, I'm aware."

"It's noisy!"

Bian stared at all the faces that were watching him, eager for Bian to pounce on all of them.

"What, what's the matter, what are you staring at me like!"

Bian pointed at them one by one, instead of helping them laugh at him.

"Basic fool!"

Bian got up, with a step that staggered Bian out of the bar.

The amount of drinks spent, apparently making Bian drunk, he drives a car without control.

"There is no feeling at all you Zahra, do you not understand that I am struggling right now."

Bian hit the driver of his car, high speed has made Bian get home in a short time.

Bian got down and walked back uncontrollably, he broke down the door rough.

"Zahra," cried Bian.

"Den Bian, geez why, Den."

Bian brushed aside the house that was about to touch her, not the woman that Bian wanted right now.

"Zahra," cried Bian.

"What's this?" ask Inggrid.

Bian turned his head, as he looked at Ingrid to see if it was Zahra or not.

"Bian, what are you doing?"

"Shut up, shut up you're all quiet!" snapped Bian.

Inggrid looked at him in disbelief, what kind of behavior it was, Bian could have come home drunk.

"Mom, is Mom okay?"

"No, I'm fine."

Bian opened the door again, Zahra who happened to come out of the bathroom was very surprised by Bian's arrival.

"You, you're so mean" said Bian.

Zahra frowned, what's wrong with Bian, what's wrong with him.

"You're evil, where's your heart, where's your mind, where's it!" snapped Bian.

Zahra lowered her head, her body instantly stiffening as Bian hugged her.

"I love you now, I'm starting to love you but why is this your treatment, why!" bian snapped again while releasing his embrace.

What Zahra had to say, was Bian aware of his current behavior, his bad breath was making Zahra nauseous.

"It's so bad of you, don't you have a heart now, I don't want us to part, it's not clear."

Inggrid entered without permission, he would not let Bian hurt Zahra again this time.

Bian turned his head, he looked at Ingrid with regret, daring for the woman to enter his room without excuse.

"Get out, who asked you to come in, get out quick."

"It's outrageous of you that you should get out of here, don't you dare touch Zahra."

"He's my wife" Bian said, laughing.

"He's my wife!" snapped Bian.

Zahra gulped, could not be allowed, Inggrid would be depressed if he continued to be with Bian.

"Oma, I'd better get Oma out."

"We're out together, let's just leave him alone."

Zahra had intended to approach Inggrid, but Bian first held him back.

Bian returned to banish Inggrid, no one could manage this time, Bian was already crazy.

"Get out!" snapped Bian.

"Mom, Mum, let's get out."

Inggrid turned his head, he came along when his house pulled his hand out.

Bian quickly closed the door, locked it tightly, so that no one else could enter.

"Shut up!"

Zahra lowered her head, her heart could no longer be controlled, Zahra was scared at this moment.

"I don't want us to separate, why do you keep pushing?"

"Take it off, off Bian."

"Why do you keep pushing!" snapped again.

Zahra remained silent, still trying to free her hand from Bian's captivity.

"What should I do to make you understand that I'm not messing around this time, what?"

"Let go, I don't want anything, I just want that parting, get away."

Not letting go, Bian actually hugged the body again, no matter if Zahra continued to rebel.

"You always make me angry, but whenever I get angry, you can't do anything."

"Let go, I said take off."

"Shut up."

Zahra's eyes were tightly closed, Bian tightened his arms, what would happen this time, it was possible that Bian would actually kill him this time.

"Bian, off."

"Why, I'm your husband, can't I hug you like this, don't I have a right to all this."

Bian swiped his hand behind Zahra's shirt, only to make Zahra more rebellious.

"Bian, let go, don't be like this, let go."

Bian pushed Zahra away, but he firmly pulled his shirt until all the buttons came off.

Zahra held back with both hands, how now, who would help her.

"Do you think you can run."

Zahra shook her head, she saw Bian taking off his clothes.

Zahra quickly got up and ran to avoid him, but poor Bian managed to hold him back again.

"Gaak" cried Zahra.

"Don't be a fool, it's your duty Zahra."

"Son, I don't want to."

Bian dragged her to the bed, pushed her rough, the hand pulled back Zahra's shirt.

"Don't, Bian don't be like this."

"Bian, open the door" said Inggrid banging on the door.

Bian looked grinning, it felt really scary to Zahra, but how could he run.

Half of Zahra's clothes had been torn off, Zahra strongly kicking Bian, but the resistance meant nothing.

"It's too far you have."

Bian grabbed Zahra's hair that was about to leave, he held the body firmly.

"You've always hurt yourself, is it hard for you to obey your husband?"

Zahra's prone position makes it easier for Bian to sink his face into the mattress, Zahra's legs are still free to move down there trying to kick Bian again.

Bian smiled looking at her, he pulled the clothes left on Zahra's body forcefully.

"Emm."

Bian pulled back his hair, now Zahra can breathe even though she still has to endure the pain.

"Bian, off."

"Don't argue with me constantly."

"Yeah."

Zahra's eyes were tightly closed, both her hands were squeezing the bed linen there, Bian was stomping his body heartlessly.

What kind of treatment is this, why is it always like this, Bian does not care about moans, moans and even Zahra's cries at this time.

"We've done this a lot, why now you have to refuse, you always make me guilty for always hurting you."

There was nothing Zahra could say, Bian's treatment was already very torturing, Zahra was still helpless against the man.

"Mom, let's go to Mom's room."

Inggrid could no longer control himself, he collapsed on Zahra's doorstep.

"Mom, my God, Mother."

Zahra's voice inside there hurt Ingrid so much, what else is the man doing now.

Bian asked Ingrid to help maintain his marriage, but now the man is back in action.

"Mom, let's get up."

Inggrid tried to get up as his body was pulled up to get up, he walked slowly following his servant's papa.

"Please, Mom, I need to be patient."

"Call Kania now, get her here."

"Yes, I'll go to the room first."

There was no answer, Inggrid re-entered his room, lying on his bed.

His chest hurt again, Ingrid tried to adjust his breathing to stay conscious.