Mother Connect For My Son
The Part 58
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...Trust is a pillar in a relationship. If the pole is weak, then how can the relationship stand firmly?...
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"Don't touch me!" elea shouted while clutching her body making Darius chuckle.
"Why? Didn't you come to me willingly? Why now act like a frightened person?"
Dariush squatted flattened the body with Elea. Dariush's hand stretched out to lift Elea's chin.
Elea shook her head while crying. "Go from here or I'll report to my husband." threatened Elea again.
Dariush chuckled "Which one is your husband, sweet? Husband with another woman?"
"What do you mean? Don't talk nonsense about my husband!"
"You're fooled, sweetie."
Dariush picked up the phone and started scrolling through something. Before long a photo on Dariush's phone screen was directed at Elea.
Elea's eyes fiddled, even Elea had felt that her heartbeat had stopped for a moment.
"That-that's..."
The picture of Ardha is shown eating with a woman who is not foreign to Elea. The woman she knew liked her husband, Sovia.
"The one you consider husband." Dariush. He put the phone back in his shirt pocket.
"Does your husband consider you his wife? Does he really like you, sweetie? Or is it just a cover-up for her relationship with another woman?" keep Dariush up again.
Elea nodded in disbelief. Ardha could not have done that and Elea believed in Ardha.
Trust is a pillar in a relationship. If the pole is weak, then how can the relationship stand firm?
"What's wrong, sweetie. There is a me who sincerely likes you. Trust me, I always give you what you want." Dariush's hand framed Elea's face, but with Elea tepis.
"One more time I say get out of here!"
Elea's refusal infuriated Dariush. His hands clenched with anger.
"Don't turn me down or I'll do more harm than you've ever received." press Dariush. His firm jaw was getting more and more clear imprinted.
Elea tried to push but her strength was defeated strongly by the hand of Dariush.
"Shout, Dilla." Dariush spoke softly in Elea's sense of hearing. Dariush's voice drugged Elea.
Dariush removing the tie tied to her neck made Elea cry with restraint because she knew what would happen afterwards.
"Don't try to fight or you'll get hurt." Elea's hand is tied to Dariush's red tie.
"Take me off" Elea's voice was very slow. Begged Darius with a hardened face.
Dariush tightened Elea's hands.
"I beg you, let me go." Dariush ignored Elea's words. He is now removing the shirt from the body.
Slowly until the shirt is released featuring a chest with a flat and sturdy field.
"Take me off. My status is now a married woman." Elea explained her position to Dariush. The one without Elea mentioned Dariush already knew.
Prang, mange,
A vase of flowers broke and scattered on the floor. Elea was suffocated in surprise.
"SILENCE! never call a husband when you're with me, Dilla."
"But the truth is, I am a wife." cried Elea against Dariush speak loudly.
Dariush was inflamed, his old woman had changed and he did not accept. He just wants Elea as she used to be. Shut up and accept whatever he does.
"Tell me how much money you want, Dilla. I'll give you more than that man. So serve me now!"
The gel from Elea's head makes Dariush ride apoplexy. He took Elea and took her to the bed. No longer hear the babbling and groaning Elea who asked to be released.
Sreeettt, Elea's hijab has been torn due to the rough pull of Dariush.
"Don't" very slowly because Elea's energy seems to run out because it continues to thrash.
Elea turned her face as Dariush approached. Dariush's breath hit Elea's cheek.
"Mas Ardha," Elea's mind was stirred. I hope her husband will come.