Nackal Duda
Crying Without a Voice

Utari

The plan, I'll deliver chicken noodles to my front neighbor. Feeling that my clothes were a bit dirty from cooking, I went into the room to replace them.

I don't want to be seen in front of Ma'am Tara like I'm an unkempt wife. I have to keep the good name of Om Agas who has helped me a lot.

When I changed clothes, Om Agas shouted asking if the chicken noodles on the dining table for the front neighbor of the house? I answered yes. By the time I left the room, the chicken noodles were out of place.

I thought, Om Agas would bring it. I wait, Om Agas should have been back because the distance of Om Agas house with Mbak Tara's house is not far. Why not come back yet?

Suddenly my gut feeling as a wife was saying that something was going on. Not only this time I feel this way, when Om Agas wants to go to a party before marriage I already feel that he went for fun before we got married. But this time, my gut feeling was saying something bad was happening to our household.

I also ventured to go to Tara's house. I saw in front of her husband's car, there was only a car owned by Mbak Tara parked in the garage. The door of his house was open and there was Om Agas sandal in front.

I quietly sneaked a look from the front door. How surprised I was when I found Om Agas and Ma'am Tara were kissing with his message.

They are like lovers who have long harbored feelings of longing but separated by distance and circumstances. I'm appalled. I kept my mouth shut so I wouldn't make a sound at all.

I want to cry until I scream. Can't stand being there, I'm going home. I closed the door and cried in silence.

My heart aches, it hurts so much to feel so betrayed. Why would Om Agas do this to me? Is it because in her heart there is still the name of Madam Tara?

Hiks.... I hiccupped, crying while holding my voice really made my chest tight. Agas is not back yet. Did they finally have a husband and wife relationship?

Oh Allah... Don't let that happen, God....

And I lift up my hand to ask Allah, the Creator. The Most Reversing the Heart of Man.

Oh Allah... Servant please, please protect the husband of the servant from the caliph. From the devil's seducer. Please return him to my servant. Show him what is right and what is wrong. Only to You the servant begs...

While crying I prayed for my husband. I pray for the survival of my new home these past few weeks. Don't let our marriage run out so quickly. I don't want to lose Om Agas.

Om Agas is a good guy despite having a lack of fun out there. But if with Ma'am Tara...

God, I can see that they are still in love. What do I mean in Om Agas's eyes?

I'm just the girl whose stepfather sold me. Instead of being sold to pimps, Om Agas bought me. For pity.

There is no love in Om Agas' heart for me....

From the way he looked at Mbak Tara, every spicy word he said was more obvious that he loved his ex-wife very much.

Will Om Agas' faith be shattered to see the remorse of the woman who left him?

I can only surrender. I leave everything to God. Maybe this is my life's destiny. Married a man I loved so much but still loved his ex-wife.

Then I heard the voice of Om Agas.

Om Agas go home!

Om Agas called my name!

"Dance! You where?" his yell.

I quickly went to the bathroom and wet my face. I wash my face to make it look fresher. Don't let Om Agas know I saw him kissing Ma'am Tara.

"Dance!" call again.

I'm out of the bathroom. I put a big smile on my face to make it invisible if I cry.

I kissed Om Agas with passion, and then I took off the shirt he was wearing. Om Agas smiled, It's nice to see me so active.

I gently stroked her field chest, examining every part of her neck all the way to her six pack belly. There are no other ex-women. I smiled happily. Om Agas did not betray me.

I did what Om Agas taught me. I sat on Om Agas' lap and showered with hot kisses.

Om Agas likes my aggressiveness. I kissed his neck and his field chest. I made a sign of possession like he made so much in my chest.

Om Agas is mine!

Let the one who touches Om Agas know, if Om Agas already has.

"Wow.wow. I liked. Do whatever you like, I'm ready to receive service from you!"

Yeah, I gotta be aggressive! I'm not gonna let another woman out there take Om Agas. If I fulfill his desire at home, Om Agas will not play out there.

I also made out Om Agas like a jal*ng that I watched in one of the apps that featured plus-plus videos. Om Agas smiled. I know he likes it. He sighed a few times while saying my name. My name! Camn it!

"Dance.. ah... You... great!"

We also did the release together. This afternoon bears witness to our heated struggle.

"You're just getting better! Wow... I did not expect that you could be so wild on top of ranj*ng! Study where else?" He kissed my forehead gently and kissed my lips briefly.

"On the application xxxxxxx and xxxxxxx. Many people have sent videos there. I watched and I intended to practice live. How's it? Om likes?" ask me while raising my face.

Om Agas hasn't shaved today. The fine hair on his face began to grow. How handsome he is. There are a lot of girls who flirt with their faith.

Handsome, kind, and.he has a big gun hahahaha...

I smelled a fine feather on his chin, as he lowered his head back I kissed his lips.

"Naughty nih! Dare to be godain om! Om really like, so today Om work holiday only for you a!" Om Agas kissed me again.

My heart hurts a little. He kissed Tara's mother. Wasted He?

Nevermind! What matters today is my Om Agas. I'll make a lot of love marks on her body.

"Om want some more? Dance is ready!" I challenge back.

"Wow!!! You really are something! We just finished making love! You're not tired?"

"Nothing Tari is tired of the important Om not looking for satisfaction out there! Dance once said the same Om before we got married, Dance will serve Om. So, you don't have to play with other girls out there!"

Om Agas smiled. "certain. I've decided on Cici. Just be careful if you get caught by Cici. Can thrash it later ha.ha.ha.ha..."

"Dance is not afraid, Om. Dance used to be beaten up by the father. Ngadepin Mbak Cici mah small!" I said with pride. "Do you know what scares Dance?"

"It's so arrogant of you! What about his friends Cici? What makes you afraid?" ask Om Agas with a smile.

"If you get hit by a police report, Om. There's a swirl visa!" I replied while mimicking Om Agas' threat the same father. Om Agas laughed when he heard it. "Dance is more afraid of losing Om. Somehow live Dance without Om Agas. Dance has no one in this world! Only Om Agas has Dance!"

I embrace Om Agas tighter. This man I love will not let go. I'm not gonna let anyone take it from me.

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