Married a Friend's Husband Because He Was Fuck
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Azelia and Restu houses are indeed quite luxurious even though their existence is in the village area. In addition to the building built on a large land and it is a heritage land of Azelia's parents, the facilities are also similar to urban luxury home facilities. From the facilities in the house like a shower in the bathroom and also a luxurious bed in the guest room that Arnita occupies, as well as facilities outside the house. Because in addition to having a gate, the house that has a spacious yard is also decorated with decorative lights in every corner of the park and the fortress of his house. So, it is not an assumption without evidence if Arnita until stamped pela-kor relationship Restu and Azelia, after what happened as well as the luxury that Restu has.

Arnita was just about to come out of the bathroom, but someone banged on the door from the outside with all his might. The whitewashed door until it vibrates so hard that the pounding that lasts. Affirming the culprit is holding so much anger. Arnita who hastily opened the door accidentally covered next to the door. Because Arnita was sure, if it was behind the door, it would have hit the door immediately.

Sure enough, the door that Arnita opened was immediately kicked with all her might and it was still by an Azelia who was still wearing a hijab even though the beautiful woman had been wearing a long evening gown.

“Ngapain you night-night shampooing?!” angry Azelia when caught Arnita's condition. No different from him, Arnita also wears a long. The difference is, Arnita does not wear an evening dress. Arnita wears long-sleeved pajamas.

Arnita reflexes shakes. “From morning, I just had a shower.” More precisely, half a day into the night, Arnita mused under the flowing shower. Arnita even forgets all the routines of life on most kinds of eating. Until now, Arnita was not hungry.

“Where is my husband?” azelia asked still angry.

Arnita frowned in wonder. “So you, right?”

Upset that Arnita's answer was so unconvincing, Azelia went to the bathroom. “Mas ..?”

Azelia continued to search around while observing the atmosphere around. The atmosphere of the guest room that Arnita occupied was still very neat. The mattress that seemed untouched, as well as Arnita's backpack that was still in the last place Azelia saw. There's no sign of a hot romance there between Arnita and Restu. But that doesn't mean Azelia will just believe. Because it could be after the two have a hot romance, the two immediately deliberately cleaned it. It was also what made Azelia force Arnita to confess.

“I swear, Li, from that one, I never saw your husband again!” Arnita.

“I've just said it!” force Azelia.

“Oath, Li. Maybe your husband has some business outside. It was your own husband who said he wanted to take care of the case. Urus such a case must be difficult especially in my house will there be CCTV!” obviously Arnita is still trying to be patient.

“So much understanding of you well? Perhaps all this time, you have been paying attention to my husband, so he was the tenth and wanted to clean your good name? He wants to find a place to stay for you. If this is the way, I know the tips of a good life without having to be tired,” Azelia.

“Astafirulloh, Li .. If you don't believe me, please help me get out of here. Please let me out of here!” lirih Arnita while enduring the pain in the arm that Azelia was still blocking.

“No... I won't do that because it's too profitable for you!” Azelia.

“Never play with fire if you don't want to burn, Li. I will never be jealous of you, even if your husband has married me because in fact, I have no taste for your husband at all. We don't get along with it, do we? Ask only as necessary?” said Arnita slowly full understanding still holding pain in Azelia's hand checks. Just now, the beautiful woman had barely returned to her parabling, but she immediately held him back using her free hand.

“Don't keep judging me just because for you, I'm no better than you. Just because we don't suffer the same fate or misfortune, doesn't mean you have the right to consider me bo-brok.” Arnita shook her head inexhaustibly. This time, he deliberately pushed Azelia to have the woman end her check.

Different from before, this time Arnita also recklessly went to bring her tote backpack. Even when he opened the door, he was confronted by Azelia's extended family. The women, especially mamah, brother, sister, and aunt Azelia immediately pushed Arnita as hard as she could. Arnita was rampaged at once dredged in the middle of the insults that do not stop skinning the trap Arnita experienced with Restu.

If Restu did not come home, Arnita would have died. But of course, the defense that Restu did to Arnita even further cornered Arnita.

“SUFFICIENT! IF YOU LIKE THIS, I'M NOT HESITANT TO REPORT YOU TO THE POLICE!” Arnita was so upset. He's already battered. From both the nose and also some parts of the lips until bleeding. While his hair is still wet and initially wrapped in a towel, some of it has been scattered fall out adorning the floor around after that, several times vilely mushroomed. No less painful, the projecting agenda that a while ago he experienced also made him almost swallowed. Now saha, he hastily pulled his pants, put them on properly and then closed the origin of his clothes which some of his buttons were removed forcibly after previously released also by a group of Azelia family women.

Without caring about anything, after picking up her towel from the floor and using it to cover her chest, Arnita completely left.

This time Arnita was left because Restu immediately blocked the Azelia family who tried to block. Those who were seven, intended to go back to raving Azelia again.

In the middle of the dark night and some people immediately make it as the center of attention, Arnita continues to walk. Anita did not even wear footwear because she did not find her sandals in front of the entrance.

“Hopefully this is the last ordeal. I'm really tired of God.” Arnita continued to step away, as far as possible through a very quiet and reportedly haunted bulak. But after what happened, Arnita was no longer afraid of ghosts. Arnita is more afraid of humans behaving like demons, as well as human-shaped demons. Like those who had just a few moments ago raided him. His seventh appearance is human. The seven are beautiful, expensive hijab and profane Arnita with many reasons as if they are the holiest, even though their own behavior is very cruel.