LAMHA AND MR. EL
Jealous of the Dead

After a while, Mia finally calmed down and was ushered back to her apartment by Mr. El's driver.

"Sir, sorry this is from the madam" said Ron while giving a box of supplies that Lamha entrusted to him.

"Save it on the table" said Mr. El who was twitching his forehead.

"So the madam heard it, sir." said Ron, who actually felt sorry for his boss' wife.

"Hear what?" asked Mr. El who was now looking into his eyes.

"So the lady came back because she forgot to give the box and when you said...." Ron did not continue his words when he saw the face of Mr. El who began to pias.

"Damn!!" sumpat mister El then rushed out of the room and asked Ron to handle all his work.

A few moments later...

Arriving at home, Mr. El immediately looked for Lamha in the baby A room, but it was not there. Then look for it in all the rooms without missing a single Lamha still not found.

"What's El?" asked Grace who saw the worry on her son's face.

"Where's lamha ma?" ask Mr. El.

"Don't she go to the office?" ask Grace's mom.

"That's.. So Lamha hasn't come home yet?" ask Mr. El who is now growing worried.

"Not yet" replied Grace.

"Damn!!" as Mr. El. Then quickly contacted the driver who drove Lamha home.

"Whose phone?" ask Grace's mom.

"Pak Jaka" replied Mr. El.

"Sir Jaka has been back since" replied Grace's mother.

"Whatt!!? Where is Lamha?" ask Mr. El in panic.

"Try the phone." talk to mom. Mr. El immediately dialed Lamha's number and after a few calls, Lamha did not take any calls from him.

"Ma, try my mom on the phone." asked Mr. El. Mama Grace immediately picked up her phone and tried to dial Lamha's number. And just one call, Lamha had already picked it up.

"Hello..."

"Halo Lamha, where are you? why not go straight home? Send me your address now, I'll pick you up!" said Mr. El who immediately snatched the phone from Grace's mother.

"Lamha is on a pilgrimage to be buried mas Maulana and Ibrahim (Son of Lamha who died)" Lamha replied.

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Somehow Mr. El felt pain when he heard Lamha visiting her ex-husband's grave. Is he jealous of someone who has died?

"Where's the address? send it, I'll pick you up!" tell Mr. El.

"No need, Lamha just take a taxi online." declined Lamha.

"Don't argue! send me the address and wait there!" snapped it.

Lamha who heard her husband's clasping could only stroke her chest. Then mention the address of the public cemetery where her husband was buried. After that, they ended their phone connection. Mr. El himself rushed into his car and glided to where Lamha was.

"Lamha longs the same mas maulana." lirih Lamha with her own eyes. After being content to give up longing and offering a do'a for her son and ex-husband, Lamha left the place and waited for Mr. El to be parked. Not long awaited to come.

"Let's go home!" said Mr. El ketus. Lamha did not answer and went straight into Mr. El's car, then chose to sit in the back.

"I'm not your driver! i'm your husband! sitting ahead!" sentak mr. El. Lamha did not stop thinking, why so taun El who was angry? where did the genie get him from? but because she did not want to increase the problem, Lamha finally relented and moved to sit in front, next to her husband.

"Why not get permission to come here?" ask Mr. El. Lamha silently did not answer. It was his fault, leaving without the husband's permission, it was a sin. But what if her husband is like Mr El? they think marriage is just a deal.

"Javab Lamha!" snarled Mr. El who ignited emotions because Lamha was just silent.

"sorry. Lamha only misses with Maulana mas." said Lamha regardless of Mr. El who has now deflated his anger when he heard Lamha missed another man.

"Curtain! the dead are missed! even if you cry blood, she will not live!" the Lord El's.

"Who knows that God has lowered the soul mate like Maulana mas after we get divorced." - Lamha. Of course his words ignited the emotions of Mr. El who had been holding back the jealousy of the alert level.

"What did you say? what did you say!" asked Mr. El in a cold tone. From her man sounded a great anger made Lamha shudder in horror.

"That's..."

Mr. El drove the car at high speed, but instead of going home he stopped by a hotel.

"What are you doing here, sir?" ask Lamha. Mr. El did not reply and instead forced Lamha's hand to follow him. After booking a room, Mr. El took Lamha to the room he booked. And this is where they are, in a deserted hotel room there's no one there.

"Why come here, why don't you go home?" ask Lamha.

"Why indeed? you don't like being alone with me and would rather be alone with your ex-husband who has become that land!? aye!" asked Mr. El with a stir.

"Yes! Lamha prefers to be alone with a pile of land that during her life never hurt Lamha in the least, which during her life always treated Lamha gently. A mountain of land was once just a poor man, but he could treat his wife as his queen" Lamha said with teary eyes. Instead of realizing, Mr. El was even more jealous because Lamha continued to praise her late husband.

"Oh, so? you compare me to him? you are truly a wicked wife! just open that veil! not polite to your husband!" said Mr. El with reddened eyes.

"Then divorce your wife's durhakamu" Lamha said with tears in his eyes.

"Ck!! how would you like to part with me? is it because you're hoping to get another guy who looks like your husband after getting divorced from me?" ask Mr. El.

"Yes! of course." replied Lamha steady.

"Don't dream! because I won't let that happen!" said Mr. El who is now blocking Lamha's arm firmly and then spread Lamha's body onto the mattress.

"Master what do you want?" asked Lamha, whose body had fallen on the bed and saw Mr. El begin to undress himself.

"What do you want?" tanya Lamha was terrified.

"Why? are you scared? you don't want to serve your own husband?" asked Mr. El grinning.

"No! I am not going to! I don't want to serve a husband like you!" he said with a shake.

"Curtain! don't hypocrite! I know you enjoyed it too, last night obviously you were sigh*h and whimpering for pleasure under my body." said Mr. El.

"Please don't do that. I don't want to! I don't want to!" said Lamha who continued to shake and rebel. Mr. El did not care and instead determined to continue his action to 'eat' Lamha at this time as well.

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