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Three days later, Sudradjat's family is still mourning the passing of Kang Ujang. Now, the place was quite quiet after escaping from praying for three days of Kang Ujang's death.

At the moment, Mbok Nunung is observing the situation. After feeling safe, the middle-aged woman approached Laras.

“Non, busy?” mbok Nunung asked Laras.

“No, mbok. What's up?” Currently, Laras was sitting in the middle room of the mansion. He just finished cleaning the items used last night.

“There are those who want to talk about,” said Mbok Nunung. “But, not here. How about we move to the kitchen.” Laras looked at the face of Mbok Nunung who was so tense, finally Laras followed the middle-aged woman's steps.

“What's the matter, mbok?” asked Laras after the two of them had been taken aside.

“Begini, non. Mbok accidentally heard Maya calling the same person, mbok denger Kang Ujang died not because of a heart attack. But, died of being in poison, non!” The middle-aged woman, squeezing her own clothes. He was so scared.

“A-a-what? Mbok not wrong with?” Laras was quite surprised to hear what Mbok Nunung told me.

“Non be careful, we must be vigilant. Maya can do more reckless morning, non.”

“Iya, mbok. Laras was also suspicious, when he came to the hospital and when Mama nanya Kang Ujang state. He silently smiled, after Kang Ujang in heart attack prediction,” said Laras. “But this house is big. Is there no security?” asked Laras curiously.

“Aduh, non. Since Den Arkan was a baby, Mbok has been working here. Lah, wong here it's adem, ayem, there's never any commotion. So Mr. Handoko feels that all is not necessary,” said Mbok Nunung. “Nyoya has often told you to install security, but you always say. ‘God willing, if we are good. The crime will not come to us'. So said Mr. Handoko!”

Barrel scratched his head that was not itchy. He was so confused thinking about all that. Why would Maya do all that? Why is it that such a big house is not equipped with security? Lah, in his town alone. House building that is only the first floor, will be given security even if only one camera.

“Kalo so, we have to be careful, mbok!. We need to keep an eye on Maya, and gather evidence. So we can report him to the police!”

“Iya, non. We'll keep an eye on him together.”

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In the evening, Laras who had just finished cleaning the dining table. Washes his hands, after that. She immediately went back upstairs to catch up with her husband, who was already saying goodbye to sleep first.

Arriving upstairs, Laras opened the door slowly. She was scared, disturbing her husband's sleep.

But when he arrived in the room. She was amazed by her husband sitting on the bed, squinting his eyes at the lighted laptop screen.

Curious, Laras approached slowly and saw what her husband saw.

“Astagfirullah, Mas Arkan!” pekik Laras when she saw what was on her husband's laptop screen. Spontaneous Barrel closed his eyes. Arkan was no less surprised, he immediately closed the laptop.

“Honey, hehee, sorry!” Arkan chuckled small. He was so ashamed and afraid that his wife was angry.

“Kok see kayak that anyway?”

“Make fishing rod, yank. Anyway, this is the first time. I got a message earlier from Doctor Rawles, he said he should be on the fishing line often for initial therapy!” arkan explained.

Barrel hugged her husband's neck from behind. He smiled, “Dear spirit, I'm sure you will be healed!” Laras also let her husband watch the adult film that Arkan had previously seen. But Arkan no longer wanted to see him.

“No, ahhh. Just want to sleep,” Arkan said. Arkan also pulled his wife, the two men were both lying on a king-size bed.

Arkan kissed his wife's lips gently. He*Laras lips, Laras also replied to the pag*tan. Over time, the kiss deepened. What was once just an ordinary kiss, now turned into a lum*tan and a small bite.

“Eummm..” leng*h Adjustable when the kiss comes off. Both breaths were suffocating, as if they were running out of oxygen.

“Yank, can I try?” ask Arkan and Laras nodded. “But, if I fail and can't?!” Arkan looked at his wife's face wryly.

Again, Baras smiled. “All have to go through the process, mas. Nothing is instant, it's the same with us. We need strength, faith and desire. God willing someday we will succeed.”

That's what makes Arkan love Laras even more. His greeting is polite and gentle, always patient with every thing. It is also his way of treating others kindly and lovingly. As well as the natural beauty she possesses, it makes a special impression in the heart of Arkan.

Arkan also tried to do what he should have done to Laras. Giving his wife that inner living.

Slowly, Arkan undressed his wife. After his wife's body was plain, Arkan then took off the clothes he was wearing.

“Honey..” call Arkan, he kissed his wife's face and neck area. He made his wife make beautiful sounds.

Arkan's chest seemed to roar violently when he heard the sound of his wife des*han. For a moment he closed his eyes. Arkan continued his game, he played in the evidence area of his wife and went down to the core area. He played around there, making his wife keep moving like a hot worm. Something new was first felt by Laras, making himself so lulled.

“Mas, Laras wants to pee,” said Laras slowly while biting his finger.

“Paise only, yank. Don't hold it,” whispered Arkan. Eventually, Baras reached the top for the first time.

“Now, yes,” whispered Arkan again. And his wife nodded.

Arkan tried for the first time. “Yank, can't,” Arkan said after he failed to try to do his duty as a husband.

“Try again, mas. I'm okay,” said Laras slowly. Arkan tried again and again.

Finally, because of frustration. Arkan got out of that bed and put on his pants. His face flushed, he could not control himself.

“Akkhhhh!”

Brak! Prangs!

Arkan threw his wife's dresser glass with a flower fitting, until the glass was smashed into pieces. Making Laras who was still on the bed was surprised. This was the first time Laras had seen the man who was already her husband get angry and do such a rude thing.

“Mas, I'm sorry,” Overturned. The clear crystal escaped from his eyelids. She thought her husband was angry with her.

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