MY FORMER DARK LOVER
Cheating Cheating Aged

WARNING >>> Many Toxic words and little scenes of violence

Please read wisely, and hopefully we avoid the attitude of the figures in this work.

After being satisfied with the streets and enjoying the beauty of the beach panorama, Satria now drove me home on her motorbike. The motor that was dropped immediately I took it. We went home on the street in each direction of the house.

Along the way home his unrelenting face continued to be radiant. It feels like what is a burden of life has been wasted with the sea waves earlier. Satria's attitude is very mature, so it can compensate for what is becoming uneg-uneg in the heart. He gave me a lot of advice and I love it.

It didn't take long to get home. Motorcycle engine immediately I shut off. Bags for textbook containers do not forget I to tiptoe, to come to the house later.

"There's a car in Bayu. The tumbenshe's home!" heart murmurs when you see the car is parked neatly in the front yard of the house.

"Don't 'lah mas Bayu suspected I came home late this afternoon. Could die if caught out of the streets just a little while earlier," the mood began to worry.

"Bismillah, may nothing happen to me" said to himself.

The steps immediately came to a halt, upon seeing the higheels of a woman near the door.

"Higheels who is this? Why is it here? What can't-don't the Bayu-?" guess I had a thought.

Shock and can't believe what's going on right now. The steps were rushed to enter the house. The face tried to sweep around the corner of the house, but never to find the woman who made my heart fret acutely.

Work bag directly throw on living room sofa. The footprints were already running around small but fast, trying to find the truth.

"Am I wrong, huh? How come no one's here. I hope my guess has been all wrong" the murmur is still in a state of panic.

I searched all the rooms of the house for a minute, but I still could not find the woman I suspected.

"Is he now in Bayu's mas room?" guess again.

Without thinking long, just go straight to the husband's room. The steps began to slowly intonate as they began to approach the door of the room, which seemed to be the sound of a man and woman sighing to each other.

"Gosh, what are they both doing inside?" Self-disappointment.

Thoughts began to mingle with two lovebirds, who were engrossed in each other making a disgusting sound. The hands were already firmly clenched, as emotions began to rise to the top of the crown.

Brok .. broc, the palm of the hand knocked hard on the husband's room, as I was impatient to catch them.

Brok ... broc, for the umpteenth time the door is rough.

"Mas open .. open the door now. What are you doing inside, huh? Brok .. broc," A conspiracy of the heart that continues to force the door to the room immediately open.

"Aaah, fuck. What you're really doing inside, "I don't think your emotions are holding back anymore.

I don't know how many times they broke the door, but it seems they are still reluctant to open it immediately.

Ceklek, after a few minutes finally the tightly closed door opened as well.

"Whisper your voice!" moaning Mas Bayu has come out, with sweat sweat still left all over his forehead.

"How can I not be noisy, while you bring another woman into the room. What are you guys doing, huh!" ask me who is presumptuous and fearless again.

The husband's hand has washed away the remaining sweat, while tidying up the long bangs to be combed back.

"What's your business, cocky!" Casualnya Mas Bayu replied, with his hands patting slowly on my cheeks.

"It is only natural that this is my business and kepo, because you are your husband and I am your wife who is still legitimate," he did not want to lose speaking.

"Ciihh, the ill-natured and useful wife, what to be proud of from the moustache and t*l*l kayak you," her demeanor that makes her ears hotter.

"Such women still deserve your wife" argued fearlessly.

"Iiiisssh .. issssssh, what the hell is this, baby. Your voice is noisy and sounds sickening," Suddenly the voice of the woman I had suspected, now came out of the room in sexy clothes.

"You!" I was shocked to find out who the woman in front of me was.

Cost women who are often found in Bayu and were suspected of being cheating, are now brave together at home built to build our household.

It looked disgusting at the woman's attitude, which had no guilt at all, plus now it's showing affection hugging each other in front of me.

"What's beautiful, if your face is made of capital just wants to disturb people's households," I replied not to lose.

"What are you saying" said Mas Bayu already frowning.

"Why? Did I say the wrong thing about this woman you're proud of? According to Mas, am I wrong to say that this woman is a selfless actor, and there is no shame in selling her honor as a woman just to want a married man," The regret that kept spouting words refuted.

"Take care of your words," Mas Bayu seemed to start to get emotional.

The pretentious woman was already mocking, which seemed as if she felt victorious because it had been defended by the Bayu mas. The face was already made wide in shock, as the netra down the woman's neck was filled with red stamps. Hands are clenched firmly can not stand, want it immediately to tear his face the most beautiful pretentious in the world.

"Don't expect you to get away from me this time," Outraged by the growling hair, I've cracked it rough with both hands.

"Aaah, it hurts Mas. Help ... help!" his yell.

"What are you doing, Jihan! Let him go ngak," Defend Mas Bayu.

"No!" rebuttal.

"Basar women don't know they're lucky. Here you are!" said it.

The baby turned around to grab my hair.

Both of our heads were pulled back.

"Let go of her hair, Hesti. Or I'm gonna pull your hair out more and more, huh!" mas Bayu's wrath sounded very upsetting.

"Aaaaa, it hurts Mas. Let go of my hair first, then I'll take off this hair of your affair," said invite negotiations.

"Be aware that you have not kept your word," his reply that has begun to loosen the check is welcomed.

As promised I also began to release the hair of the actor, which smells fragrant but slightly mushy wet like wet with sweat.

His effective attitude began to come out to Mas Bayu, when the head that I had finished the lesson asked to be eluted.

"That's fine, baby. It's okay, isn't it! Because I give a miracle winnow so that your head does not hurt," said Mas Bayu sound sick.

"It's okay? Your ill-tempered wife pulled him so hard, that there seemed to be a little bit of my hair being pulled out," she lamented, slowing down the sound so flat.

"Emang, fiiiiuuuhhhhh!" The hand that had a lump of hair had been pushed towards him to look falling near him.

"Hiks .. hiks, that's right baby!" Manja Hesti pretended to cry.

"Rasain, it's delicious. Eat your hair!" my tease.

"Look, baby! She's very brave with me," spoiled Hesti who's tangled in the arms of her husband.

"Well .. wow, that's really brazen of you!" Bayu's index finger is already pointing at me.

"Keep what, huh! What do you think I am here is guilty," I argue is not happy, because the husband is more defending the woman who has lost her veins.

Plaque, a hard slap has landed.

"You're getting more and more excited, Dad! What is the result of associating with the knight and he has brainwashed you, so that your behavior is damaged dare to be with the husband," behind the accusation.

The highlight of these eyes was sharp, when he knew the mistake was on him, but instead turned to indiscriminate accusations.

"You don't turn the facts around and divert the subject."

"Iiich, really dare to fight now. Here ... here you are!" The hand was pulled strong.

"Take me off. Why should I come with you, "A defiant attitude by pulling my hand back to get loose.

Plaque ... plaque. Praaaaag, a strong slap makes the body fall down, and the severity of hitting the urn on the nightstand, so that the fragments are now scattered in the direction.