MySam
The jealousy of Martha

Martha could not hide her happy smile, remembering that she would soon marry Sam. Although he felt Sam did not have the same feelings as himself.

That's not about Martha. Because Sam was Martha's first love, first love is hard to forget.

And that's right, since they were fifteen years old, the girl had loved Samuel.

From the love of monkeys to the love of a girl to a boy. But unfortunately Sam never responded to Martha's feelings.

Sam is always close to other girls ranging from Bella, Anna, Freya and the last Maya.

Girl village according to Martha. Because only Maya is a girl who is close to Sam and has a different social status.

Then om Harris. ah somehow suddenly the figure of the man disturbed Martha's mind.

Harris is different from Sam.

Martha had known the figure of Harris Pratama, even since the girl was still very young.

When Martha was little she always got special treatment from Harris, the man who always brought the little girl to play in the city park when both parents were busy with their work affairs.

Harris also calmed Martha's tears when the little girl fell for the first time from a bicycle. Gently the young Harris hugged Martha's petite body. Slowly blowing a gaping wound on Martha's knee.

The incident at the hotel that night and also when he stayed at the Harris mansion is now back to disturb Martha's mind.

Harris's confession of love has shocked Martha.

The age difference is quite far, although from the looks of Harris does not look as old as Baskoro Martha's father.

The body that is still very athletic can even be said to be very sturdy for his age, hair that always appears to be beromade so that it shows the fresh face of a man who has a very firm box jaw.

And again Harris' wild game in bed gives a sensation for Martha.

"No. don't be stupid girl Tha, om Harris is just a game for you. Your main goal remains Samuel." Martha's inner self reassures her little heart.

Martha still did not budge from where she sat, a cafe in the Mampang area.

Today he had an appointment with Amara the girl's best friend.

Repeatedly he tried to call his best friend's phone but again his mobile call always ended in a missed tone. He stirred back the warm latte before it sipped slowly.

"A surprise to meet you here, baby..."

The voice Martha memorized.

A small kiss suddenly landed on the top of his head now.

"Om Harris.... How can you also be here? om spy in me again huh?" cone Martha.

"I happen to be waiting for you at this cafe too, baby."

Harris sat on one of Martha's side chairs.

"Who are you waiting for? your future husband?" now Harris' expression is a little probing.

"Gue waiting for Amara. I've come all the way from Tha ntar people think Tha stash om om again." Martha cone, Harris chuckled for a moment.

"Isn't that true, dear?" harris whispered, he put his lips close to Martha's ear. Oh sit.. managed to make my libido peaked, inner Martha.

Martha's face turned red and Harris knew what her little girl was thinking.

"Ntar the night I waited in my dear mansion." whispered Harris again. Back Martha's face turned red, Harris increasingly smiled amusedly at the girl's expression.

"Hey baby.. sorry long wait."

Suddenly a beautiful woman in very sexy clothes approached Harris, she shamelessly kissed briefly the tip of Harris' lips.

Iris Martha is breaking into the ball looking at it. There was a strange swish in the girl's heart, a kind of jealousy seeing Harris just being kissed by another woman.

"We're leaving now, baby?" ask the woman. His arms were now sagging at Harris' waist.

Martha sneered in annoyance, her two neutrals she rotated in the other direction.

"I'm going, baby, tonight I'm waiting for you hunny." whispered Harris followed by a gasp of upset Martha.

Harris walked out of the cafe, along with the very beautiful young lady. Martha deliberately still looked at their departure. Looks like one of Harris's hands is moving into the woman's sexy ass.

"Damn it.. He intentionally made me jealous?" martha's mind was upset.

"Om Harris has a bik?"

Martha asked directly, as the aunt opened the large door of Harris's mansion.

"There is no" replied the aunt.

Without waiting to be invited, Martha immediately walked knocking her heels into the Harris mansion.

"Om Harris is in his room bik?" ask the girl again.

"Yes non master is in the room." nods the aunt.

Without waiting for a long time the girl then walked up the stairs to Harris's room, the baffled face of the aunt who saw the master's guest casually walking without waiting for his permission.

"Om Harris.." cried Martha as soon as the girl opened the door to Harris's room.

"You've come, baby...."

Harris smiled as she approached the girl, she wrapped her arms around Martha's slender waist.

Harris's head was slightly close to Martha's neck, Harris's kiss attack now penetrated the entire neck of Martha's white level.

"I miss you hunny...aahhh sshhh.." sighed Harris.

Martha wriggled amusedly, again a strange hissing now filled Martha's entire bloodstream.

"Tonight you will accompany me dear." whispered Harris again, the man still launched his wild action.

Harris' head moved down and her lips landed on Martha's lips in a soft kiss. Harris' tongue dancing with Martha's tongue. One hand sank into Martha's wavy hair and the other hand hugged Martha's waist.

"Aahhhh.. sshhh.. om Harris.." Martha's turn sighed softly, now the girl's fingers were squeezing Harris's hair. He looked up slightly as if giving Harris some space to further drown his head in his white neck.

Harris kissed Martha's neck blindly. Back Harris left hickye there, a sign of Harris's ownership.

"Who was that woman?" asked Martha on the sidelines of Harris' wild movements, The man still smoothed the action, again he kissed Martha's lips gently.

"Which woman is dear?" now Harris asks, without stopping his movement in Martha's body.

"Om, I'm serious." this time Martha tried decisively, making Harris pause her fondling.

Harris smiled for a while, he looked at Martha's beautiful face even though with a blur that now looks a bit disheveled.

"Oh... Who was in the cafe this morning?" harris asked, smiling for a moment. "It's just a dear friend." continued Harris. The man now stroked Martha's cheek gently.

The girl still pursed her lips, her arms now crossed above her waist.

"You're jealous ?" Harris grabbed both of Martha's small shoulders and faced her.

His eyes were now staring at Martha. "Please, tell me that you're jealous baby." prodded the man again, but this time in a very gentle tone.

Martha fell silent, still with the pursed lips and arms that remained crossed above the waist.

"I'm glad you're jealous baby. That's a sign you love me." whispered Harris again.

"I'm not jealous, why am I jealous? soon I'm getting married and Harris is nothing to me." when Martha lied.

Harris's face was suddenly flabbergasted, hearing a sentence he had not expected to slide out of Martha's mouth.

Now the man came out of his room with a stiff face. Martha was silent, whatever was on her mind at the time, the words should not have come out of her mouth.

In Martha's heart she was very sorry for what she said. But the girl was too proud to admit it.

"Where's Om Harris going?" martha followed Harris out of the room.

Harris was silent, he just stepped away leaving the girl. Harris quickly entered his Jeep Wrangler and gasped away from the courtyard of his private mansion.

"Of Harris....!!" Excited Martha, free.... Harris paid no heed to Martha's screams.

Martha's regretful expression now adorned her beautiful face, she didn't mean to hurt Harris.

He was jealous, really jealous of that beautiful woman. While the girl was still in the doorway, she would wait for the doctor to come home.

Now Martha suddenly wants Harris to roll back her car and hold her tight.

to be continue...