Passion Love Zerin & Zidan
Chapter 42 - Zerin & Zidan's Passion

We don't know. When we are happy, in another corner of the world there is a sad person - Auraliv.

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Zidan explained all his plans to Zerin. Including his conversation with Jaka this morning.

"You're so mean" Zerin commented, turning into a sitting position. Showing an unpleasant face. He felt guilty for Ernest and Jaka.

"Then, do you want me not to do it? Then let it all spread out." Zidan sat up straight. He drew his face closer to Zerin.

"Of course not! I'm not ready to face it all." Zerin quickly shook his head. Despite feeling very guilty to Ernest, but he felt more afraid that his identity was discovered.

Zidan chuckles. He touched the beautiful face of Zerin. Looking at him with a twinkle full of admiration.

Zerin. He inched closer and clenched Zidan's lips.

"Yeah!" Zidan is evasive. Not because he didn't want to, but his face still hurt. Especially on the lower lip.

"Sorry, Dan." Zerin just laughed a little while covering his mouth.

"If you want to kiss, you should have seen my condition first" Zidan protested.

Zerin chuckles. He held Zidan's face. "Then I'll do it slowly" he said.

One hand Zerin stroked softly Zidan's pocky hair. Kiss after kiss was given to bruises and wounds on the man's face.

Zidan occasionally grimaced his face as he tried to endure the pain. But he had absolutely no intention of stopping Zerin.

"You know? Though I just told you that we have to be more careful," Zidan said as he looked at Zerin who was busy unbuttoning his clothes one by one.

"Your mother just left. My mother and the other maids were both busy with their jobs. So I'm sure no one will catch us this time," responded Zerin, who had just finished removing all the buttons on Zidan's shirt. Athletic body that has been seen several times now plastered real.

Zerin's attention was fixed toward some small tattoos on Zidan's body. "Can I have it too?" he asked with a seductive look.

"You want? I can take you to my friend later."

"Is that your friend Reza?"

"No. This is my other friend. He's a Native American. I can take you for a walk there someday. Or maybe continue your master's education there." Zidan pulled Zerin closer. He whispered, "we can do anything there. You know how America is, right?"

Zerin pulled the corner of his lips upwards. "You know? Why go there so far. We can do anything here, too. As long as it's not caught.." sizzled Zerin into Zidan's ear. He bit the man's ears softly.

Zidan's blood was rustling violently. He closed his eyes. Moreover, Zerin's flaky hands are busy moving the chest area to his stomach.

After struggling with the ears, Zerin revealed Zidan's top shirt. Then sit on the man's stomach. He drowned his face into Zidan's field chest.

"I'm sure you must be in your prime" commented Zidan. His breathing began to run out of control due to Zerin's touch. The woman managed to awaken her passion.

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Now the Hero goes to see Ernest. He's not alone. There was a loyal private secretary with him.

Ernest's appearance looked messy. It was because of the drunken effect he had done all night. Now he sat facing each other with the Hero. In his apartment that looks very messy. It's possible that Ernest had a tantrum again last night.

"So you're the one who attacked my son to death?" The hero glared towards Ernest.

"I have a reason to do this! Zidan did something bad to me!" Ernest Sahut.

"The son of the Father has an intimate relationship with the girl I love! He committed despicable acts while betraying me!"

"Zidan's? Having sex with just any girl? You think I believe? He never even dated!" The hero refused to believe. He knows his son more than anything.

"I swear! I'll prove it! I happened to record what Zidan did in the toilet." Ernest got up from the couch. He's looking for his phone. But he couldn't find the phone anywhere. Precisely the phone that Ernest used to record video of Zidan and Zerin's actions in the toilet.

"Where's that?" ernest muttered as he continued to search. He uses his other phone to make calls. Unfortunately, he got a notice that the number was inactive.

"Why? You can't find him? Or are you deliberately lying to scare me?!" timpal Wira who could see Ernest seemed confused.

"I'm not lying!" refute Ernest. However, he has not managed to find the phone he was looking for. Ernest ends up contacting Jaka. His friend was the last person he met.

"Did you keep my phone?" ask Ernest.

"Yes, that phone you threw on the floor, right? The phone's broken, Nest!" jaka answered from across the phone.

"What's? You sure?"

"Yes, did you forget? You slammed him on the floor yourself."

"Damn!" Ernest curses while ruffling his frustrated hair. He was overcome with worry.

"Why? Can't find him? If you don't have any evidence, you better come with me to the police station right now" Wira said.

Ernest's panic was seething. Now she has no other choice to have Jaka come to her apartment. Because he was the only witness. Ernest also did not forget to tell that Wira was in his apartment.

"Nest, yesterday Zidan called me and told me this was going to happen. He'll help if you and I choose to shut up" Jaka said.

Ernest's eyes were perfectly rounded. He's getting mad. Ernest must have felt very humiliated. "No! I don't want to accept his help! You better come here and help me!" he said in a bad breath.

"Sorry, Nest. I can't. I don't want to be kicked out of college. I'm really sorry." said Jaka who sounded like he was about to cry.

"Jaka! You-" said Ernest stopped, type Jaka turn off the phone call first. Now he can only growl.

"No meeting? Then let's go." The hero looks standing up. Get Ernest to the police station.

On the other hand, Zerin was busy moving his body over Zidan. The sound was also heard by both. What else they do besides get together.

Zerin's body was not covered by a single thread. She was shaking favors while ruffling her own hair.

Zidan did not appear to be wearing pants. The shirt is still in use, but in an open button. Zidan's moans accompanied Zerin's moans. As a result of their actions, the bed sheets become messy. They finish when they feel satisfied with each other. Then hurry up to put on their own clothes.

"I have to go, don't forget to eat the hammer" Zerin said, pinning buttons.

"The frog must have been cold. It's all because of you" said Zidan.

"Eat it! I'll punish you if the food doesn't run out."

"Punished? I like to be punished. Especially by you." Zidan. He sat on the bed.

Zerin replied with a tongue sticking out. Intentionally taunting Zidan. Then move from the room. Zerin's steps stopped, when he saw Bi Ranti busy mopping the floor around Zidan's room.

'Shit! Since when did he mop up here?' inner Zerin with a patterned eye condition.