Let's, Divorce
The Part 35
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"BajIngAn!!" sentak Viana was slow but full of emphasis.
Andra who had just been controlled by Anger and was upset could not speak anymore. She regretted seeing Viana's entire face and body falling apart.
"I'm sorry, Vi."
Is there anything that can be said again by Andra in addition to the sentence, the sentence that actually makes his wife hurt.
The only crown of chastity that the girl had was now taken away, Viana could not be too strong against it because her hands and feet were painful again, in addition to the energy of Andra which is certainly not a match for Viana who is small and slim.
There was nothing left of Viana, her world was as dark as falling to pieces. Although the one who did it was a halal person, but for him the young man did not deserve to touch it let alone Andra did it violently, only the lust and annoyance that Viana felt when hers was forcefully broken by her husband's boneless flesh.
The pain is thousands of times because of course there is no preparation at all. Stimulation was not given by Andra until finally only the pain and weakness all over Viana's body.
Bramasta's daughter-in-law continued to wipe her tears, she seemed unable to see so hard and narrowed her eyes now. The tightness in his chest was unable to make him make a sound, all as if stuck in his throat.
Viana who slept sideways while curled up was hugged again from behind, he did not fight not because it was lulled but rather powerless even though just arguing.
"Vi, I'm sorry" whispered Andra who still got no answer.
Starting to feel worried, Andra immediately turned Viana's body to face him. They are not innocent, there is still covering the body of both except indeed the bottom where the Unification of the body lasted a few minutes just now.
"Vi, I won't leave you, believe me," he said again.
Andra had just done the stupidest thing in her life, she who did not like to see Viana and Daffa as if closed both eyes if no one could get close to Viana besides her.
His sister rarely got along, but Daffa always gave up and loved Andra like a brother to his sister.
But, still there are always problems that they fuss over if they meet.
The problem with Haura is not finished, now she has touched Viana on the side because the girl clearly does not want to give up what she keeps for 18 years of her life.
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Exhausted, pain and chaos finally make them fall asleep no longer know if the door continues to be knocked and Andra's cell phone is not stopping on the floor because it is still in the pocket of the jacket that he opened and originally thrown.
Almost midnight, Andra heard a muttering that turned out from Viana. The girl who was no longer worried was whimpering again with pain.
Andra who was trying to wake up was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when his wife slightly opened her eyes. He did not answer when Andra asked what Viana wanted.
"Wanna go to the bathroom?"
Viana nodded slowly, and sprightly Andra directly carried the limp body.
He sat in the closet because it looked like Viana wanted to pee.
Viana's limp hands clutching firmly at the tip of the shirt and Andra's waist standing in front of her, she was enduring the tremendous pain and pain in the core of hers.
"Aw--, I'm not strong" said Viana.
Andra who felt pity and regret could only calm down. He helps his wife to clean up again even though Viana continues to rebel while crying.
Now, the 18-year-old woman is like a toddler who is being handled by Andra, she would not want to be silent because she does not have the energy to run or fight.
Andra left Viana in the room, her steps did not stop in any room because everything seemed quiet, she went straight to the kitchen to find anything they could eat tonight.
Lek's check.
With one hand, Andra entered with a tray in her left hand. He certainly is not like Viana who feels tremendous pain even though the same has taken off to ErjakAannYa.
"Vi, eat first yeah, I'm a bribe."
A tray of food was placed first on the nightstand, while Andra helped Viana to sit leaning back with several pillows on her back and head.
One mouthful made it into Viana's mouth, there was no chatter as if they were immersed in each other's thoughts.
"One more, Vi."
Only the headband Viana gave in response. He does not want and intends to talk anything to the man in front of him now.
Andra repeatedly took a breath and in his waste slowly, he reached for Viana's hand which must have been directly pulled again by the woman.
"We're talking yes, but promise to talk. Don't be rich in gini, "please Andra who doesn't like Viana's cold attitude.
"I want to go home."
"Now" answered Andra quickly.
"Well now!"
"But I'm not authorised, Vi," he replied.
Viana frowned, wanting to slap her husband's face again who was now staring at him, but Viana could not do that because it was being held by Andra.
"Did I also allow you to touch you, hem?" asked Viana who had returned to dripping a clear liquid in only one of her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Vi."
"The Khilaf? what kind of khilaf? did I tease you?"
Andra shook her head, she could bear the lust since Viana was sick some time yesterday but was upset because jealousy actually made her want to have the woman whole.
"I-i,"
"Why? don't like seeing me with your sister, do you? so how are you doing with me, husband, hem?" Viana's insinuations pierced straight into Andra's heart.
"I'll leave it, Vi."
"The color you've touched me, is it?" his question is now starting to provoke his emotions.
"No, Vi. There's something that doesn't make us last, I'll finish with it. Let's focus on our marriage" Viana said.
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No, let's get divorced, Ndra....