Love Us My Husband
Wrath Dion

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Dara reached into the cell phone in her bag. she was flabbergasted, it turns out the clock shows at two o'clock. that means two hours more her husband came home from the office. whereas Dara did not know, just did not know, if her husband had gone home, she was waiting for him to come.

Dara rushed to stand with the paper bag and left the park immediately. Dara walk again because lazy to order a taxi or ojek, let once walk to make it easier for the delivery that is not up to two months away, Dara thought.

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Almost an hour Dara walked until they arrived at their apartment. Dara presses the barcode to enter it, when she opens the door and manages to close it Dara is startled by the sound of someone's baritone.

"Where are you from??" snarled Dion from the living room sofa.

Dara was shocked, almost he dropped the paper bag he was carrying.

"Mas is home??" Dara approached Dion, wanting to grab her husband's hand but Dion brushed aside until Dara's hand floated to the side.

"I asked Where are you Dara...?"Dion's voice grew so high that it scared Dara.

"I. I. from "Dara stammered - brick. because he was traumatized by a thunderous scream . let alone Dion yelled at him exactly like the father who used to torture him.

"Who is that man.." Dion gripped the jaw of Dara to make Dara look up.

"Who do you mean.mum??" dara's eyes fester with tears.

"Is this how you're doing behind my back, Ha..?" Dion clutched Dara's chin until he made the paper bag held by the woman slit on the floor.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Prang ....

Dion slammed the flower pot on the table, until the fragments scattered where - where.

Dion again gripped Dara, to make it more cornered to the wall." Is this how the man holds you." Dion practices the scene of Dara and the man in the park, to make Dara glare because Dion knows everything.

"As I can explain, everything you see is just a misunderstanding, we have nothing to do with it." Dara held Dion's hand which was pressing her chin.

"Misunderstand. don't - don't you guys play behind my back all this time..? whatever you've done, has he ever held this, or this, or this." Dion pointed and pressed one by one important part of Dara's body, making Dara very jiji.

Dara pushed Dion with all her might until Dion retreated a few steps back.

Dara brandished the pointer." What do you mean talk like that Mas. don't accuse me for no apparent reason, you should be aware of who is playing with the marriage. You should realize that all this time you are the one who should be suspected, I came from your office and saw you guys celebrating your day with them. with that woman !!" Said Dara no less loud.

Dion smiled cynically." So you want to repay me so. Or all this time you've been giving your body to her as a runaway ?? hahh it turns out you're no better than Mirra, you cheap woman." point Dion right at Dara's face.

"Suckers.."

" abbythekk.." Dara slapped Dion so hard that he made Dion's face twist to the side and made the corners of his lips bleed.

Dion rubbed the corners of her lips, then looked at Dara with a petty look.

"Let me tell you how the son of a bitch Dion Morgana ha .. ha.." Without warning, Dion lifted Dara up like a burlap sack. Dara who was still transfixed was made to panic, as Dion harmed their child by lifting her heartlessly.

"Take off Mas. ahh my stomach.." Dion was deaf with a cry from Dara. Dara rebelled even hit Dion's back.For him, Dara's punch felt nothing. Let alone the emotion was igniting in his mind made him ignore from various sides.

Dion slammed Dara on the soft mattress, to make Dara's body slammed. Dion seemed to forget that the wife was pregnant with the fruit of love that they were waiting for her birth.

Dion looked at Dara with a hungry gaze.his thoughts at this time were how to teach a lesson to the woman who dared to play behind him. Dion took off one by one the fabric attached to his body to make his body plain alias naked.

Dara inched back to the corner, Dara was afraid that Dion would hurt her which affected the fetus.

"What do you want.."

"Don't be afraid baby. mas just want to have fun !! come closer . Don't you like it like this, you just touch whatever you ask me to love." Dion with foggy eyes.

"Don't Mas.aaa "strangled Dara because Dion arrived - suddenly pulled his legs to make his body forward to approach the husband.

Dion forcibly took off the clothes attached to Dara's body. Dara begged Dion not to touch her in an emotional state.Dara repeatedly cupped her chest hands asking her husband not to continue his activities.

But what is Power. no matter how strong Dara revolted and against it remains She is a woman who will not be able to match the power of men. let alone her opponent an emotional person makes the power of the person stronger. Dara was resigned to no use He resisted, Dara let Dion touch him. Why did he get carried away until******* Dara made Dion burn even more.

Dion grabbed Dara's lips, wiped them deep and explored every inch of it.

Dara groaned in pain, Dion smote Dara with an unusual rhythm.That afternoon became a historic romance in which Dion treated her like. even after she left without taking a shower first, Dara did not know where her husband went . let alone to ask open the eyes even though Dara was unable to until he fell asleep because of fatigue.

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It's dark maybe it's seven o'clock in the night. Dara woke up from her sleep because she felt a cold that made her bones ache.

Dara pulled out a blanket to cover her innocent body. He sobbed back remembering his always miserable fate.

"What else now, my God? I can't be happy like people. I want to give up, it feels like my life is useless." sobbing out of the Dara's lips.to make the movement of her stomach, so that, he told me that there was a life that He had to give birth to.

"Ahhh mimi's son, I'm sorry dear mimi. mimi won't talk like that anymore. Said Dara Parau slapping his chest that felt tight.

Dara held onto the part of her body that was turning blue. Dara's body bruised where, because Dion not only braved it but also gave a lip stamp every inch on his body, not least in his personal area though.

Dara picked up her clothes that were strewn on the floor. Dara whimpers because her core area is sore, probably hurt because Dion swiped her so brutally.

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