Married Little Princess Bestie
37. Trial

"Where?"

Binar gasp.

Among the darkness of the living room, there was Riswan sitting cross-legged on the sofa. His sharp eyes were glaring fixedly towards Binar. Makes the woman shuffle on the door leaf while bowing her head.

Damnit damnit! So interior. Her lips were still twitching after making out with Sean. It's impossible for Riswan to realize it, right? Nervous binar is not a bitch.

"Why is it silent?" the man got up from his seat, slid his hands in his pants pocket, "Wear the party shirt so from where? Same who?"

Taking a deep breath, Binar clenched his hands in search of strength. He held his voice so as not to show any suspicious shakes. A little bit of rain left Riswan.

"Not an uncle!"

Of course Riswan doesn't just let the woman go. He headed for the room. Now a couple is in a more closed and bright area. Although not the slightest bit of tense atmosphere changed.

"Jawab, Bar. My question is still the same" urged Riswan.

"It's just a school year-end party" Binar said indifferently while sorting out clothes. He intended to take a bath and escape from the impromptu trial called Riswan Darmawangsa.

"Who's the guy?"

"South."

"Why is it so late at night? No permission yet."

Dinar walk here and there. Preparing various bathing needs. Of course, the woman did not look at Riswan at all. Until he almost went to the toilet to escape this dispute...

"The shine!" call Riswan successfully stopped Binar's footsteps stopped.

"I'm serious, Binar. If something happens and I don't know your position, what? Did I ever ban you, huh? Naw, right? At least say, tell me something."

"Have you ever been?!" ketus Binar while turning his back, "This time you've been telling me and tell me if you want a business trip or what?!" his protest. They have looked at.

"I work, Binar. Jalas is the goal," said Riswan refuted.

"Well you're coming home at midnight, delivered by a guy anyway. Unable to compare," Riswan reinforced his assumption.

Of course Binar could no longer speak. He lost a landslide. Although Binar often finds Riswan alone with women, in fact he also makes out with Sean in the back. It was no longer time for Binar to blame Riswan.

Binar could only lower his head as Riswan walked closer. The man also read the strange gurgle that Binar showed. He grabbed Binar's chin and made the woman look up.

"What the hell is uncle?!" pekik Binar was shocked not a bitch.

Ringis Riswan's smile suddenly expands. The man's thumb rubbed the rough Binar's lower lip. His guess was never wrong.

"I'm firing him right now."

"Don't!"

Riswan's eyes pinched sharply, "You also slept with him? Oh, or is there a plan?" next to Riswan's eyebrows raised, "Or does this baby belong to him?"

*Plak*

One slap landed on Riswan's left cheek. Making the grip of Riswan's hand on Binar's chin detached. Riswan tarbahak.

"Why, Binar? Wrong?" teasing Riswan on the sidelines gerlak.

The man mocked Binar while laughing at him. The marriage that protected his sacredness even destroyed Binar with treason. But what did that woman do? He slapped Riswan.

"Can you..."

"I did kiss him, Uncle," interrupted Binar flatly, "But the only one who fucked me was uncle."

How well does he behave? Given his past, Riswan has no right to judge Binar's actions. But as a lawful husband, is not the work of Binar already outrageous?

Never found a way out, the shackled Riswan scruffily pushed Binar's body. The man squeezed Binar until it was cornered on the wall of the toilet under the shower. Then ******* Binar's lips without forgiveness.

In his imagination, Riswan erased the scars of other men who had stopped by. Changing the struggle of Sean's former lips with his. He didn't even allow Binar to breathe, colonizing every inch of the cavity.

Not staying still, Riswan's left hand actively passed the Binar dress, while his right hand faithfully stroked the wife's stomach full of tenderness. The sparkle that had been provoked by Sean's lust was immediately carried away. It draped an arm on the nape of Riswan, emphasizing the fondling.

Their anger is stirred up through desire. Shower with a slowly flowing shower. Their long moons are unceasingly unpretentious.

***

Waking up after a long romance, Binar is made aware of Riswan's absence. The man was not in any room or corner of the house. He has gone to work, leaving behind their second night of romance.

Still with the rest of his sleepiness, Binar who finished down the contents of the house passed by Greg Darmawangsa. The old man who seemed to have just finished a breakfast session. He was relaxing in the greenhouse as usual.

"Is everything okay?" cetus Greg said hello.

Whatdoes thatmean? Tumben once a Greg asked him to speak in a polite tone?

"I mean, how's your relationship? Is everything going well?" greg was confused about the word.

Binar was quite sure the old man was reluctant to seem attentive, although the point remained the same. It was like trying to make sure of the situation.

"As grandfather expected," said Binar deliberately presenting a vague answer.

The less obvious the answer, the easier it is to access Greg Darmawangsa's mind. Binar also did not know for sure what happened between the old man and Rhea. What deal does Rhea offer? Why did after the incident, Greg seemed to avoid it?

"Your new tutor, are you close?" ask Greg again with consideration. The question managed to come up after a rigorous selection. So that Binar was confused with the direction of the conversation.

"Name Sean. We have been friends since the first year of high school" said Binar straightforwardas.

Greg mangosteen while roh ria. He arched an awkward smile at Binar. "That's it?" Greg tried again to make sure.

"If more is what?"

He shook his head, "Don't get too close to him, Binar. We can't figure out Rhea's plan."

Binar grimaced thinly, "What does this have to do with Rhea, Cake? I know Sean and how could he lie to me for the sake of the woman who intended to destroy my household with Riswan's uncle?"

The man snorted heavily, "Didn't he also have the same intention? That guy teases you, doesn't he?"

Can't dodge, Binar is silent.

If you want to think about it, Sean did tease him. Inviting her to marry, also demands Binar's divorce from Riswan. The man even dared to kiss her. But how could Sean work with Rhea?

Binar wants to believe in Sean even though Greg's words may have a point. Sean's sudden presence also felt suspicious. Could it be that someone deliberately sent Sean to destroy his marriage from within?

Reading the worry from Binar's face, Greg more and more persistent to throw a rough snort. The old man also had no ability to predict the cunning of a Rhea. Even though he had sent dozens of men as spies, Rhea was not an easy figure to guess.

They need to be vigilant. Anticipate the presence of unnatural new people. Or keep a strict selection of insiders who work daily at home Darmawangsa.

Greg patted Binar's shoulder briefly, making the woman stirred from the daydream.

"The cruelest enemy is our closest friend, Binar. That's a lesson in my life you might consider."

Suddenly, the rain was shrouded in doubt.

What kind of person is Sean?