P2 (POLYANDRY & POLYGAMY)
THERE'S NO FLAVOR
Dirga immediately embraced Milea's slender waist and Zefa gave a small smile at the hint of affection. The bad side also dominates, in his mind Zefa said if he was very sorry for Milea because now Dirga is crazy=gila to him.
Finish their breakfast and talk lightly for a while then just go home. A few days passed Raka saw her good friend was a lot of daydreaming like tonight. Raka sat beside him then asked what was with Dirga that had made him a little worried.
“Original this time you are very worried, what is it!” With a very curious face Raka asked while making themselves now facing each other making Dirga feel uncomfortable because of the distance they thought was too close.
While pushing Raka's body, the man said, “Apaan anyway you use a really deket event.”
“Ya elo why, not usually lo kek gini, do not say all because of the Zefa?”
A long sigh rang out before Dirga finally nodded weakly. Raka sniffed rudely after knowing Dirga's answer, “Why else, you guys had a fight?”
“More than that.”
“What!” Shouted Raka with a very surprised face, his mind was everywhere when Dirga said that more than expected.
“Lo means more than marahan is what! you're cut off with him, he doesn't want to see you again? you get caught bringing a girl next time or maybe you play less satisfying for him,” said Raka with the last sentence made whisper.
Hearing the last words of his friend Dirga immediately gave a punch and managed to make Raka grimace. Instead of explaining, Dirga instead moved and moved away from Raka which made the curiosity of his friend even more mountainous.
Raka continued to follow Dirga like a child even he whined until Dirga made him annoyed. several times the man let out a long sigh because he endured the annoyance of Raka's behavior but in the end Dirga relented as well.
He sat up straight and with a serious look on his face, Raka sat in front of him, ready to be a good listener. One by one out of Dirga's lips, the series of sentences made by DIrga are very and easy to understand.
“Gua will marry Zefa in the near future,” said Dirga calmly but made Raka surprised not kepalang.
Raka who was sitting calm and sweet immediately moved and went back and forth to hear the wishes of his friend. Many times he said that if there was something wrong with Dirga, one of his brain nerves had been severed, said Raka.
“Gak is Ka, the cave is well aware of what I will do,” still with his flat face he said as if the action to be done does not deviate.
“Barah lo Ga, obviously you do not realize klo kayak gini, you realize you both have a partner,” said Raka in a slightly elevated tone, “terus … how do you get married again, the brain error lo Bro,” back Raka said with the same face and tone of speech.
“Au ah, how about it later, but you know yourself right .. if the cave has you want to know how!”
“Ah, it's up to you deh .. if again kayak gini you already must be difficult to say, males cave, free.”
Raka said goodbye with a bit of disappointment with his friend, he can still understand if he only plays with other women outside of marriage but if you want to marry him again honestly do not agree let alone he knows how Milea.
Dirga sat pensively looking at the scene outside the window, he again thought about what he had said to the King. He didn't plan that at all. Those words just came out of his lips even as he was thinking what he wanted in his subconscious brain.
Almost a month already they only communicate through short messages or phones. Both Zefa and Dirga were still unable to find time for them to meet. Not being able to meet Zefa to bring out her passion turned out to be very influential on her taste for Milea.
“Mas, you tired well?” a soft voice asked from above the bed.
Dirga turned his head, he saw Milea was ready with her haram clothes which could always make her instantly excited but this time she did not feel it. There was no sense, no desire at all to touch even close to Milea at the moment.
“Iya dear, sorry well... I was tired, sleepy,” replied Dirga who then put himself down and covered his body with a blanket.
A thin smile is visible, the woman hides her disappointment, “Iya dear is okay, you rest,” reply Milea then approached and give a brief kiss on the forehead, you get a break, dirga's cheeks and lips are only met with a smile as thin as an onion skin.
The man immediately closed his eyes while Milea was still staring at the face of the husband who now felt very different. He knew that he could not make someone's feelings change as well as what Dirga felt at this time to Zepha.
This cold attitude was very clear to Milea how much Zepha had made her husband change his taste. Of all that has been passed about the mischief of the husband, this time it is very influential for the husband, himself also their relationship.
“Looks like my efforts were in vain,” he said sound a little soft, “free I ask Zefa away if Mas Dirga like this.”
The poor woman covered her entire body now, she could only hug the bolster that was beside her while holding back her inexcusable desire tonight while several times sighing softly.
That afternoon, two beautiful women were already sitting sweetly in a cafe, one of them had just arrived. After the drinks came they began to mince words and talk lightly even though both felt equally uncomfortable.
A tall glass of fresh ice was placed, his body was made to lean and then sit back. “So how, what makes you meet again?” ask the woman who looks beautiful and beautiful in stature to the person in front of her who is also not less ayu but still loses her body goals.
“Iy, I just want to say thank you because you have kept the promise to stay away from my Husband,” reply that was immediately answered quickly interlocutor.
“Ready, no problem. Then ... is there any development after I move away from Mas Dirga with your relationship!”
Breath sounded, “No, even Mas Dirga was getting away from me, for some reason,” he replied with a slightly lethargic face.
“Have you done what I did Mil?”
“Already, but free,” rangya, “dia if you have the desire should be able.”