I Love Uncle Hot
Shoot at Alma's House

The wind was blowing very hard, the dark clouds had started to be friendly with the rain. Rain slowly drenched the Milano area.

The ringing of the mobile phone on the stel became silent, making anyone who called the collapsed man next to Indah.

On the edge of the large bed, the beautiful woman was crying. Is he really crying? or enjoy ? it might be regretful but when seen in the hot game Hamdan did, the woman really enjoyed it.

Which woman did not want to be touched by the stature of Hamdan the man of Irish descent.

While at home, Indah was not at all cared for. five years married without her husband can do the obligations as a husband. Her husband is also unemployed. He will be sweet to Beautiful if Approaching the date of the woman's payday.

"I'm sorry, I don't know if this is the first thing for you?" Hamdan was full of regrets.

The man then stood up and walked towards the shower. There was the sound of water gurgling the sign of the man cleaning himself.

The woman stood up with trembling legs and an area downstairs that still felt very painful.

Not long Hamdan had come out with a shirt that had been attached.

"Clean yourself up and quickly go down, I don't want others to feel suspicious of us!" Hamdan saw Beautiful who was still seen crying and pecking near the window of the hotel room.

It was as if the man was ordering and commanding after all satisfied, playing with my pride that was not in his presence. Why did he ask me to serve him? isn't his wife home ? she is even young pregnant. I don't know what that morally-defunct Leader wants to sizzle Beautiful while grimacing softly, stepping on the bathroom.

While in the bathroom, Hamdan checked his phone. Seen a lot of missed calls entered on the phone of the Lord Ruler.

Hundreds of times the call from Amira and he ignored the call. And the row of calls that made her a little anxious, the call from Bi Ana the Trust Assistant who took care of Alma.

What did Miss Ana call him? there's a very important affair, didn't he have put some badyguards and some assistants in if Amira went back on a rampage. Hamdan quickly contacted the middle-aged Assistant again.

"What's Bi Ana?"

"Master,"

"Yes, what's wrong Bi, don't worry me here?"

"Sir, hurry home and take care of yourself. I can't say that here, Madame Master is planning something bad. Take good care of yourself gentlemen.."

He saw Beautiful who came out of the bathroom and had re-worn full clothes.

"We'll be home today and be ready. I beg you to forgive me."

"Yes, there is nothing to regret, everything has already happened. It might just be bad luck that you have to accept." Beautiful to put her face back.

"I'm responsible for what happened to you, come downstairs and tell Ms. Sandra and the rest of the crew we're going home right now."

"All right." The beautiful woman left and disappeared behind the door.

There is a sense of regret that there is a chest, why he is so brave to take risks. Beautiful is the wife of people. His intention earlier was only to play around for a while, but out of control his desire was so uncontrollable. What made her feel sorry was that she was still a virgin. Surely the husband never slept with her husband, Hamdan thought to himself.

Hamdan had reached the bottom floor of the hotel building, all the crew and assistants who a few days ago had gone along with him had regrouped in front of the hotel lobby.

"I purposely gathered you all together. There is a sudden business that I must resolve immediately, because the possibility of unwanted will be suppressed very thin" said Hamdan clearly.

"What's the matter, sir?'" Ramses' assistant asked

"There's something very difficult for Ramses to explain. We better get going now.!"

"Good, Sir."

"Before departure, check your vehicle first. The clear oil and brake are still well used and the tyre is absorbent!"

The atmosphere became a little tense, what was really going on. But the employees and assistants got back on the vehicles they were carrying and started to check very closely.

Meanwhile, Amira's residence looked like a pitch-black car, approaching the large house's neighborhood.

There were fights and shootouts between the guards and Amira's men.

Alma and Bi Ana who had prepared from the beginning in the room still looked trembling. The middle-aged assistant looked anxious as well as panicked. He must save his young lady he thought inwardly.