One Roof Two Hearts
Chapters. 222

Ariella immediately finished her activities with her lover. He didn't touch his phone that was ringing.

Ariella's body was hugged from behind who was wearing her makeup that was a little messy by her lover.

Ariela flipped her body to face each other," Om we continue tomorrow afternoon well, I'm so tired because I need rest my mama also called since, maybe looking for me," he said Ariela who dyed a glance at her lover.

Ariela is in a relationship with not just one person, but there are about four people who she often accompany to the hotel alternately every day. All of them were old men whose ages ranged from 37 years and above. On average, all his lovers are wealthy businessmen.

"Well remember tomorrow afternoon you go straight to my apartment, it's not good if at the hotel and my wife suspects again and I've transferred a number to your ATM account, you can shop today," he said the man often called Ribery Kim, a man of South Korean Indonesian blood, while showing the notification of the delivery.

Ariella smiled sumringah was so happy because the notification of 50 million dollars went back to her account number.

"Thank you a lot of honey, tomorrow I will show a new style for Om, I'm sure tomorrow Om will be happy and satisfied with my service," said Ariela who excited if tomorrow can still be free to serve one by one her lover.

Hemp.. If I wasn't tired I would have made Om Kim scream delicacy, but unfortunately this morning I've been serving Om Farel, so I need a break Om Fadel too bombard my body, this, up to four times we do int*m relationship.

Ariella immediately walked outside with a sidelong back to show her dense and large butt like dancing in front of her eyes the old man in his 40s.

"You are indeed able to satisfy me dear, tomorrow you will feel mine bes*r this until you are unable to move so tired of serving hasr*tku," he said Mr. Kim before the door closed with a loud enough voice.

Om Fadel gave me 100 million so I served him a long time, while you were only 50 million, so I'm sorry I had to get out of this place as soon as I could before anyone saw me around here.

Ariella took her foot to the elevator because she wanted to go home soon. But just a few steps into the elevator, the phone rang again.

"Who's calling at a time like this!" Ariella.

Ariella immediately reached into the handbag, she checked the screen of her phone and wrote her name Ahksan Khaidir who called her.

Ariella Ziudith did not care at all about the call from her brother, she immediately reinserted her phone which kept screaming to be lifted.

Ah males ladeni brother, surely the ends are just begging, ask for money Mulu! What ATM machine do I have? Ariela's gerutu who thinks if Aksan calls her aims to ask for pocket money as usual.

Since Ariela was divorced by Hans Abdul Djailani, Ariela has not received a penny of alimony money especially she did not get any property considering she did not have a child.

If I do not work as a pemu*s na*su depraved om-om who is not satisfied with the services and services of his wife, I also do not know how to get a lot of money without a lot of sacrifice.

Ariela walked up to the elevator without checking so many calls from her sister and mother's phone number.

Ariella decides to meet her other lover. The man who was younger than the six lovers.

Elsewhere, everyone is confused because between being hunted for time to bury the body of doctor Irwansyah Hatif. But, his two twin daughters absolutely no one raised that call.

Ariella and Ara were both unable to pick up the phone, leading Akhsan to shout loudly in front of people who did not care about the response of people who came to see his papa.

"Damn!! Fuck where did they go!? I've been calling her cell phone number repeatedly, but none of them picked up my phone!" Akhsan growled while throwing a vase of flowers that happened to be on the sofa table.

"If they do not go home now pity Irwansyah if not buried now also already want afternoon because" he said.

"Yes, I've smelled, look at the people who have no one to linger here even though the doctor has given a special medicine so that the body does not smell" said Shafiq.

"Aragh!! You assholes why aren't you the only ones who died!" Aksan's growl.

"They don't love their papa" one mother wrote.

"The two twins are indeed children of disobedience" said the other mother.

"I don't know myself and I'm a fucking kid, if I'm his mama I've cursed them!" Cynical woman who sat not far from where Dina was.

The goddess stroked Dina's arm to not be swayed by their words. Dina understood what her brother was doing was just smiling faintly.

"You who are stoic and patient well deck, maybe Ara and Ariela are having a very important business so that they have not returned home" he persuaded Dewi.

"Yes Aunty, maybe hp them lowbet so reluctant difficult to contact, so do not put in the heart of their words," shaira added even though they already know very well what happened there that was done by the two cousins.

Mr. Ustadz Yusuf who will shol the body of the doctor Irwansyah immediately walked towards Dina while occasionally looking at the clock hand that is attached circular to his right wrist.

"Bu Dina should we move to crucify the late Mr. Irwansyah, it is not good to linger storing his body," said Mr. Ustadz.

Dina wiped her tears that were continuously dripping down her cheeks, there was a sense of sadness, there was a sense of sadness, lost because her ex-husband died and there is a sense of regret and disappointment with the nature of the two twins who are not at all concerned with the sadness and misfortune that befell both parents.

Once in a while Dina took a deep breath and exhaled quite loudly, "Please Sir carry out the funeral procession and others, no need to bother waiting for them to come, pity Mas Irwan," dina's words that do not want to cause a longer debate.

After Dina decided that, all the remaining people immediately carried out all the funeral procession rituals to the public cemetery. Only a few people were left because everyone was disgusted and could not bear to smell the unpleasant smell that came out of a few pieces of Irwansyah Hatif who was estimated to have died about a week ago.