Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Incident

A sports car stopped in the yard of this empty house. I saw him walking towards us as he got out of the car.

From the gesture of his body, I seemed to know that figure. But who?

"Hi baby? How are you?", she asked, forcing me to open the mask.

"It's polite!", I snapped. My current condition is in a bound position. Although not too tight, in fact I can not open it.

"Sssst..honey..!", he said slowly as he rubbed my cheek.

"Don't hold-hold!"

"Why?"

"Who are you, what do you want?"

"You forgot about me?", she asked as she opened her mask.

"You??? What do you want Vicky?"

"Owh..my dear..I want you to love.!!", he said, crouching before me.

"Ngga funny Vick. Joking you're not funny!"

"Who's joking, baby? "

"Please Vick, I'm going home."

Vicky was still squatting in front of me while patting me gently on the cheek.

"Darling... You should marry me! Not the same old teacher!", Vicky clasped my chin.

"Please accept Vicky's reality!"

"Hahaha take? How can I accept Na? I have been chasing you before. You always refuse me, right? Your mother was the main reason for rejecting me. Butwhat??? You're suddenly married to that old man!"

"Vicky, why are you so reckless?"

"Because I want to have you baby!", she said softly.

"you don't be weird Vick. You can't see, I'm pregnant !"

"Why are you pregnant?"

"Vick, please don't act beyond your limits. I'm sure they're all your friends, right? I know, they're not paid criminals. Don't involve anyone else Vicky!"

"Owh.. alright, you want us to just be both heum?", Vicky rubbed my lips. I'm trying to evade.

"Go away you all. Remember, this is our secret. Lo all do not anyone try to betray me!", threatened Vicky.

"okay! We're leaving?!"

All six of Vicky's friends left us. It's just me and Vicky left in this house.

"What do you want Vick!", asked me as Vicky stood behind me.

"You ask me what do you want heum? I want you dear!", said Vicky, peeping at the top of my head.

"Vicky?! I'm Vick's wife. Conscious!"

"Fuck Na! I don't care!", Vicky pulled my instant pasmina.

"aaa... Vicky!", I shouted. If I hadn't been in a bound position I would have tried to fight back as best I could.

"You're so pretty you're not wearing a hijab!", Vicky looked at me full of na*au.

I who initially felt relaxed with Vicky's friends, this time my guts suddenly shrunk.

"Vicky! I beg you, release me!", I have to beg like this.

"What's? well, it can't be baby, when else can I be alone with you, touch you!", he poked my chin.

"I'm sorry, Vick, I've been sick all this time. But please understand, now I'm married!"

"What you've done like this is wrong Vick!"

"What cares about me? My business is? Lo pretentious man who wants to break up a cooperative relationship with my bokap company? I don't care!"

"Vik! It's wrong!", I said loudly.

But Vicky grabbed my hair and grabbed it a little.

"Ah..!", peekkiku.

"I'm sorry, is it?", she asked. And as fast as lightning he grabbed my lips. I'm trying to fight as hard as I can. My hand ties really limited my movement. Vicky Melu*at. I could only cry with what he had done just now.

I feel like a traitor. Betraying husband! I close my eyes, I know how many tears I have shed. Vicky seemed dissatisfied with just Melu*at, but also attracted lid*hku. Really, I I feel disgusted with myself.

After a while Vicky let go of the rough patch. Maybe he's satisfied.

I can only shed my tears.

"Your lips are sweet darling.Why did not I do this from a long time before Lo's stepmother married Lo the same old man huh!!!", again Vicky gripped my chin.

I cried, my shoulders were shaken so hard.

"Ssttt..don't cry baby..gue don't like the girl I've been in love with this cry like this!", Vicky wiped my tears.

"Why not talk heum??? Did my ciu*nn so hard?", he rubbed my lips again.

"Em...how about we also 'play' dear???", Vicky sneered cunningly. I bought my eyes.

"Like 'playing' the same pregnant woman is not a bad idea!"

I shake my head.

"Vicky, please don't mess with Vick!", I shouted.

Vicky started taking off the t-shirts he wore. Only the trousers remained on his body.

"Don't you be afraid, honey??? Don't worry, I'm younger than your husband.Gue must be more per** compared to the old man!", Vicky smiled pervertedly.

"Vicky please don't be like this.!", I can't do anything.

Oh God, help me. Mas Azka, where are you? Help me mas!!!! My cry in my heart.

Vicky returned *******my lips. This time even his hands had started to explore the top of my body. Sipping my neck and leaving a sign of possession there.I who was tied to a chair could not fight it. I can only cry over my stupidity.

Sorry I'm Azka! I can't keep my dignity as a wife!

Suddenly the door was broken from the outside. Vicky who sat on my lap looked straight at me.

Blindly someone beat Vicky all out.

"Ka...Azka!", I said softly as I continued to cry.

Azka beat Vicky to a pulp. Azka did not come alone. He was accompanied by several people and also police, as well as the taxi driver....

"honey..!", Azka burst into my arms. He untied my hands and feet.

After the rope slipped from my body, I hugged it tightly.

"I'm afraid Ka.I'm afraid!", I said.

"There I am!", calm down! He rubbed my head. Then grabbed my pasmina that was lying on the floor.

"I'm disgusting Ka..I'm disgusting!", I'm stunned.

"Relax baby.Don't talk like that!", Azka hugged me even tighter. And after that I was unconscious.

"Darling ..wake up dear!", Azka patted his wife's cheek.

"Sir, the law is heavy sir?!", Azka choked to the police who had handcuffed Vicky.

"Honey, please wake up!", Azka kissed her wife. In a hurry he took his wife to the hospital. Azka did not want anything to happen to his wife and future children.