
Mia didn't waste this opportunity. Mia deliberately used a bright red lingery to entrap Mr. El into making out with her. Especially since he was in Jakarta had not felt the touch of a man's hand for a long time. If there was Robert in Paris, there would be no one here to be the gigola. And it made her feel frustrated at feeling so tormented by her insatiable desire.
A few moments later...
The Apartment
"Honey..." Mia immediately fell into the arms of Mr. El as soon as the door opened.
"Hi Mia.. Why wear this kind of shirt?" asked Mr. El who felt strange to see Mia dressed so sexy.
"I. ah yeah, I just feel sultry baby." lied Mia. Then he began to launch his action by fumbling the chest of Mr. El's field.
"I miss you so much, baby. Don't you miss me?" mia asked in a sensual and also spoiled tone.
"Mia.. don't be like this" said Mr. El preventing the hand of Mia who was about to unbutton his shirt.
"Why? don't you want me?" mia asked with a sad face.
"I want Mia, but.." The shadow of Lamha's face and her words kept ringing in El's head made her feel sinful when she saw Mia's almost swallowed body*jang.
"Come on, baby, don't be too conservative. We are both adults" said Mia trying to shake the faith of Mr. El.
"I can't Mia" said Mr. El who immediately removed Mia's hand from her body.
"Am I less sexy?" now Mia took off the Lingeri until the remaining glasses and also the bermuda triangle attached to her diaset.
"Don't be crazy! I don't like women who behave like ***** this way!" sentak mr. El.
"Take me as your bitch today. Please honey, I really want you... I can't stand it." said Mia in a mende*sah voice.
"We'll get married soon, be patient soon" said Mr. El trying to quell Mia's insanity.
"Fuck the wedding! we can even do it right now! why wait for marriage!" said Mia who is now back groping the chest field Mr. El.
"Stop! you're making me dizzy! I don't like cheap women!" now Mr. El is angry.
"Don't be a hypocrite El, I know you need all this. Come on, we enjoy our romance." said Mia who continues to flirt.
While Mia screamed frustation when she saw El master who left just like that. But when he was about to enter the room, there was a middle-aged man staring hungry at him. Staring at his body that only wore the interior. Mia didn't waste this opportunity. His interpretations have been changed, without further ado Mia put on a tempting face so that the fat man plontos came into her apartment.
And after that, something happened that shouldn't. Mia who does not know herself to bring another man into the apartment owned by El even to commit a major sin just because it can not control her earthly desires. Na'udzubillah min dzalik!
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While in other places, after putting baby A to sleep. Lamha decided to return to the main room. Lamha felt uninspired and thoughtful about the speech of Mr. El who wanted to find an outlet because she could not serve her husband.
Lamha felt her heart ache so much, just imagining it made her feel claustrophobic, especially if master El got to actually do it. I don't know how broken she feels. Lamha grabbed her phone to contact Mr. El. And just entering, the call was already raised by Mr. El.
"Assalamualaikum sir?" greet Lamha.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied Mr. El. Lamha sobbed when she heard her husband's voice, for some reason she felt so fragile. Lamha seemed to miss him, yes! Lamha really missed her husband.
"Eat already?" asked Lamha softly.
"It's over!" lie to Mr. El. He is now in a car, in the parking lot of his apartment.
"What time is it to go home?" ask Lamha.
"I don't know, and may not go home" replied Mr. El. In fact, he himself felt happy and also missed his wife.
"I-sorry if I disturb you sir, you can continue your work" said Lamha sadly, because it seems that the man did not expect a phone call from him.
"Yes" replied Mr. El briefly.
Tuutts
Call switched off. El deliberately turned off the call first because his heart kept raging wanting to go home and embrace Lamha, but his intention was undo when he remembered Lamha's rejection of him.
'Ck! you little fox! you don't know I miss you so much! very! goddamnit!' mr. El hit the driver of his car.
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