P2 (POLYANDRY & POLYGAMY)
FEEL GUILTY

     Dirga continued to make Zefa lulled with all the touches given. Not only Zefa alone, Dirga also felt complacent with the reply that woman gave him. Replies that make him more excited.

     Zefa continued what Dirga started, he thought that if there was no one at home and maybe in this way he would feel better because of some of the events that had happened and made himself more chaotic.

     He was now beginning to let his body move freely, the same thing Dirga was doing right now was letting his wild soul rise. His mischievous finger was already guerrilla exploring the side of the great mountain of Zefa which made a soft sounding sigh enter the man's ears.

     In the car Lala still urged her mother who in the end she spoke up so that her favorite child did not continue to ask because of her curiosity. “Mamah was feeling a little pity to see Zefa,” he said.

     “iba!” exclaim Lala wonder, make the child confused, “mamah sure, why can have such a feeling?”

     “Iya, at that time Mama was silent and looked and Mama saw if she was telling the truth,” she said making Lala feel disappointed.

     “Mamah why the hell, what's the same Mamah,” sahut a little loud, “ I wonder deh, whereas earlier Mamah no problem, Mama's head was not hit right?”

     The middle-aged woman smiled faintly and said, “Not La, amah is fine, kok,” reply then sighed. The woman refused to continue the conversation.

     Back he looked at the road with a blank look, Lala noticed and asked in her heart because she was still curious, what was wrong with her mother. Seeing the look on his face, the child also thought not to bother him at this time.

     On another road Milea drove by her vehicle a little slowly. In his head at this moment he was thinking about the incident at Primus' house, where he had been like smelling the perfume of the husband.

     “Yes, honestly I really kissed him, exactly the same fragrant that I used to smell if close to Mas Dirga, I know exactly that fragrant, identical to Mas Dirga, very,” said throughout the trip.

      Milea thought again after a while, she thought if what was true Zefa said if she was wrong because it was impossible for Dirga to come there himself, for what, thought Milea. The bad thoughts she tried to get rid of, she did not want to have bad thoughts about her husband.

     “Mas Dirga does love the type of woman like Zefa but there is no way he approached her,” she said then returned to thinking, “iya, iya, there's no way he's doing that because he knows that me and Mas Primus are close,” Milea said.

     Milea took a deep breath several times so that she would no longer think badly of her husband, even if anything could happen, but she still did not want to think about it. Currently he is trying to refocus his drive and start accelerating the pace of his vehicle.

     Meanwhile Primus who has now arrived at the first destination has also met with his colleagues. As usual they immediately talk about business, Primus deliberately wants to meet his current friend who is also one of his business partners.

     In addition to talking about the business they have done, Primus also wanted a little story and asked for a little input about the business he was pioneering with Milea that did not go as smoothly as they expected. It didn't feel like Primus had been there long enough.

     PRANGS

     The glass that Primus was about to reach fell when he clearly had grasped it very well but why did it suddenly come off. The man then checked his palms slippery or not and apparently did not.

     “Licin no?”

     “No, safe,” sahut Primus still rubbing his palm.

     “Hopefully this is not a bad sign,” replies to his friend who is at the same time feeling Primus is not good. Seeing Primus silent his friend asked, “why, you are okay right?”

     His friend suggested that Primus contact his loved ones whether it was his family or wife and Primus followed the advice of his friend. The man immediately dialed Mamah's number and immediately got an answer if he was okay.

     Primus then contacted Zepha and in his heart he continued to pray that his beloved wife would be fine. One time was still unanswered then he tried a second time and hoped this time Zefa would answer quickly.

     While Primus was anxious about the taste at home, the person who made him anxious was currently taking off the top clothes. Dirga was enjoying the small fruit at the end of the great mountain of Zefa and Dirga's touch made the woman squirm to enjoy the taste.

      “Mmpp,” sigh the woman is now often heard.

     ‘Take care of you, the inner’ of Dirga who keeps making his tongue dance around the tip of the great mountain of Zepha.

     The covering cloth was thrown away just anyhow making now the upper part of Zefa's body completely without a thread was visible. Squeezing Zefa's finger pressed Dirga's hump as if she wanted to keep goosebumps of her hair.

     The sighs were increasingly heard, Dirga's naughty hands now began to spread towards her sensitive area. Slowly her sleeping trousers began to be made down and Zefa did not hold back the movements of Dirga's naughty hands. The woman let him even Zefa help to make his pants quickly get down.

     The phone rang, they tried to ignore it until the second ring was heard again and Zefa realized it was from Primus because he was using a different ring. Zefa pushed Zefa's body while saying, “Wait!”

     “Let Ze,” lamented who did not want to be far from the plain body of Zefa but the woman still refused and said, “itu Mas Primus, let me answer first,” reply.

     “Later on, can you say where you are, soon darling,” whine Dirga.

     “Mas .. please,” reply.

     Dirga was upset to hear Zefa's whining and upset herself. The man walked away with his upset face and let Zefa grab the phone not far beside him. Zefa did not care about Dirga's irritated face, he still answered a phone call from Primus.

     “Iya Mas,” said Zefa answered Primus greeting.

     “Ze, where are you?”

     “I'm at home Mas, what's up?”

     “Are you okay? nothing happened to you Ze?” asked Primus in an anxious tone.

     “Iya I'm fine Mas, what's the matter,” ask back Zefa felt surprised.

     Primus then said why he had contacted Zefa at this time, he said his anxiety because the glass he was holding suddenly fell. Hearing the story Zefa instantly covered her innocent body and looked guiltily at Dirga.

     ‘What's with Zefa,’ Inner Dirga.