Om Pamungkas
are you my friend?

Finally, who had just finished treating his wife's knee and arm was shocked by the arrival of Tias.

Finally, who still has not taken off his clothes, it rises.

Fortunately he came home soon, thank God in his heart.

" When do we want to throw him out?" ratih's voice is flowing,

" he'll definitely hurt you again with his tongue, '" he's not happy.

" Just ask what he wants." said Ratih,

" i don't even want him to step on our house?!" sahut Pamungkas's.

" Ratihan??!" tias's voice came from outside the fence.

" Let him sit on the porch alone.."

" don't be that good?!" Looking at his wife.

" Let me meet him. Until you don't come out.." Train rise slowly.

" Will the wound on your knee open again if it goes too far?"

" no, I can bear this little wound, rather than later I'll regret allowing the mas to meet him..".

Hearing the words of his wife Pamungkas stroked his wife's cheek,

" my self-esteem is higher than I thought, baby..

My feelings are not that easy to waver.." said Pamungkas with my eyes, he was sad in doubt.

" I believe in you, but my trauma has not gone away.I feel like he will always take mine.." Ratih gave understanding, until finally finally allowed him to come out, with his steps that were quite normal Ratih opened the Fence.

" Rat...?" The woman in front of Ratih looked thin and unkempt.

Ratih was stunned by the state of Tias, but immediately disposed of the feeling.

" Can I go in Rat?" ask Tias, please,

" for what?" Practice asking, though,

" i want to talk to you.."

" but my husband doesn't like your presence,"

Hearing that Tias bowed.

" Can we talk somewhere else?" tias asked later,

" you don't see, I've just recovered.." Ratih showed his wounds at a glance.

Tias looks sad,

" does this matter?" ask Ratih,

" to me yes.." Tias nodded.

" about what?"

" I have no relationship with him, why do you still want to talk to me?" answer me coldly.

" But you're my friend?" Tias begged, please,

" Rattain!" the sound of the ultimate voice from inside the house, his voice was quite firm.

Tias retreated while hearing the ultimate voice, he still remembered how painful the grip of Ratih's husband's hand.

His gaze was sharp full of hatred, even Arga had never seen it in such a frightening manner, as if his neck would be broken at any time if he continued to disturb Ratih.

" i.i.. Go first Rat, I'll come if you're cured..?" Tias retreated and walked towards his motor.

He combed his wife's hair with his heart.

" Your hair is falling out." said Pamungkas,

" this mas there is no other busyness besides paying attention to my hair falling out?" ask Ratih smile, though,

" don't like me to notice?" Finally stop his movement combing and put the comb in his hand to the dressing table.

" It's really nice, though.." Practice throwing a smile at her husband who is already sitting on the bed.

The last one who saw the hair that was scattered throughout it, and the fragrant smell that rippled due to the smell of shampoo and bodylotion Ratih, began to waver.

Though yesterday he was as fresh as a coral even though his wife's towel had fallen in front of him.

" That.." call the whole thing slow, please,

" hemm.." replied Ratih no less slowly.

Gulped down, gulped,

" that's what.. would you like me to massage..?" Pamungkas.

" Did you just take a shower?"

" why is it?, here.." finally patting the bed, hoping that his wife would lie down next to him.

Hope fulfilled,

Ratih lay quietly beside her, letting her hand lightly massage her soles.

The big hand slowly climbed up the thigh, inexplicably arriving to get there.

The moment the hand had already begun to infiltrate into Ratih's shorts,

suddenly there was the sound of a car horn.

" Tinn!tinn!"

" oh Pam?! Um?!" the voice of Hendra broke the desire of the ultimate who was already as big as the earth.

With an annoyed face finally got up,

" Where has he ever come at the right time?!" She grumbled as she walked out of the room.

Ratih who was aware of her husband's wishes could only hold back a smile.