My wife's a fraud
Refraining

Arki took a sip and scatted Gita's lips violently. There was a satisfaction that he could not explain. His adrenaline soared. Now the Gita is all hers. There is no compromise or rejection that women can do.

This kind of feeling that Arki likes. Take control of their relationship. All this time he let the woman act. After entering her life as it is now, Gita must obey her rules as well as her wishes.

The sound of whispering as the two kisses met rang out in the silence of the study. Gita really doesn't protest receiving all Arki's wild kisses. His body was limp and his mind was scattering out of focus. Too shaken by what's happening now.

Arki's threats prompted him to turn himself into a slave to the gratification of this heartless man. The Gita must be prepared to be treated with no dignity.

The sheer severity of the memories of Arki trying to pull off his mischievous stunt was creepy. Now the Gita must repeat all these events according to Arki's will.

His heart broke and broke. Afraid to circulate his mind. Arki is really dangerous and scary. He should have trusted Luna's words and ran away from Arki immediately. Now that everything is free, Gita has dug her own grave by entering into Arkite life.

Especially when he falls, Arki threatens to bury everyone Gita loves as well. Together they bear the consequences of the lies and deceptions that Gita perpetrated. He could not let Mia and her family be reported to the police. They're not involved with all his crazy plans.

Arki's hands began to creep into the zippers behind Gita's clothes, lowering them slowly and then sweeping his skin on his wife's soft back. Warm and smooth, making the mind of Arki roam the craze.

He had not enjoyed such a sensation for a long time. Either because he could already control the Gita and have it, but every touch of it to his wife ignited the coals of his passion.

The mischievous kiss had now turned to the neck, leaving a reddish mark along her grandson. His tongue circled wildly, sipping every inch of Gita's soft skin up to his chest.

The delicate and beautiful body twitched, as Arki buried his lips on the top of his two chests which were now without support. While the hands continue to rogue guerrilla along the back limit up to the waist.

“Arki .. not now!" between the pleasures. “I'm again coming month,” Gita continued trying to stop the game.

Arki stopped scathing the voluptuous little thing, turning his gaze to Gita's teary eyes. Clearly very unhappy to hear the words just now.

“I'm not lying,” said Gita added. Knowing that Arki accused him of making it up in order to avoid his obligation to fulfill his wish.

Arki straightened his body and stood up. Gagging the wrist and stomping the small body of Gita hihga stood up as well. He got up from the chair he was sitting in. Hugged the resigned body from behind and put his hands on the subordinates of the dress that had been raised high. His fingers fumbled, checking the truth of his wife's words earlier. A red stain littered his fingers.

“Pick change clothes and sleep!” said Arki releasing his embrace. Very unhappy with that reality.

Gita immediately got out of the study and headed for the room. His body just grabbed the mattress, immersed itself in the pillow. The crying was unstoppable.

Everything that happened today was his fault. The bad luck that awaited him was due to his stupidity. Gita should not lie to Arki until entangled in a legal case like now. All those regrets were against him.

The door opened violently, causing a loud thumping sound as it slammed against the wall. Gita wakes up and sees Arki putting on an annoyed face. He stood in the doorway, crossed arms across the chest, staring straight at the teary-eyed Gita.

“Why not change clothes yet? Want me to put you on a shirt?” arki was impatient.

“G-no need!” reject Gita panic immediately get out of bed and look around in the closet some strands of her sleeping pajamas.

Gita looked at Arki who was still standing leaning on the doorstep watching her.

“I want to change clothes.”

“Terus?”

“You can come out for a minute?”

Gita's knees immediately suffocated to hear it. Yeah, he knows. Soon the man will have unlimited access to his body. Not just through the eyes, but touch to the deepest parts and never shown. Just imagining it made the Gita shudder in horror.

“Pick change his clothes or I'm ripped all over!” gertak Arki was getting impatient.

Gita takes off her dress in front of Arki. Awkward, ashamed, and afraid. Now he only wears a cloth cover on his private part. But it was like being stripped naked by the gaze of Arki's eyes that could not escape him.

The man moved around holding Gita suddenly, burying a kiss on the neck. His hands roamed on his back and waist smooth and as white as that marble. Gita did not dare to refuse him now. Even though his body was really very unhappy with all those ridiculous mischievous moves.

“How many days?” whispered softly Arki still buried his head scratched at Gita's neck.

“What?”

“Completed coming month.”

“Sunday.”

“Oke.”

Arki inhales the fragrance of Gita's body for a moment, then straightens the body and away from it. He looked at his wife who looked muddled with makeup that had not been removed from her face and was weary from tears.

“From now on you sleep in my room. Clean up your makeup and sneak there!”

Arki left the room feeling increasingly disappointed. Though it had come this far, but he still had to wait another week to let go of his passion.

Crazy one!

His brain could explode from impatience. Yet he never felt this impatient with his other lovers. But dealing with the Gita makes him want to immediately taste the pleasure. For a week he still had to hold back. Arki is really frustrated.

His mind may have become polluted and dirty because every day imagining being able to immerse his naive weapon in the Gita's body. The woman who had always looked ordinary and always seen while passing by, turned out to be the most dangerous attraction for her.

Gita enters the dimly lit room, Arki sits leaning his back against a pillow while playing a cell phone. Gita joined the bed. He lies down next to Arki and covers her body with a warm blanket.

Arki kept his phone on the nightstand, then lay down too. Soon he pulled Gita's body closer and turned around to embrace each other.

“Arki, I can't—“ reject Gita get rid of her husband's embrace.

“Who wants to play too? I just hugged you doang. You think I'm a guy who doesn't know adab and doesn't understand health?” protest Arki while continuing to hold the warm and tiny body.

Yep. I don't know adab!

It felt like Gita wanted to shout that on Arki's face. But those words he swallowed back. Now the Gita is so scared of this man. More than usual. The blend of cunning, perverted, wealthy, and influential families is disastrous for the Gita.

Over time the warmth of Arki spread. His masculine body muscles felt enveloped him with protection. The fragrance of the perfume she wore also made Gita instantly calm. The sleepiness immediately went down to the eye pelupuk suddenly.

Although his heart was still boisterous, but his tired and nervous body decayed to rest. Bizarrely. Though Gita should now be wary of all the movements of Arki in his body. But in fact, he immersed himself in the chest of that awesome field.

“Great sleep,” whispered Arki while kissing Gita's closed eyes.