Revenge of the Beautiful "The Return of a Bad Wife"
Fretted....

Stepping gontai, Margens came down the stairs, on the lower floor one woman dressed in all black and covered her back to him. The shar'i clothes fluttered in the sea breeze.

Margens frowned at the person he thought was the "Excuse me!" woman!" Margens never said anything rude when it came to dealing with women.

The woman turned her head, passing a sharp glare at Margens "Beautiful, her eyeballs." Inwardly Margens interrupts.

"So you're the Boss they praise?" The woman snatched me.

Margens frowned, daring once the weak woman who should have been afraid of him suppressed the words before him.

"Well! Why is it?" Said Margens grinning. If it is proven that this woman is an ally of Indar or Zif, it can be sure to end up in her hot bed.

"Why are your men blocking me? You know, how long have I been here, just to wait for your reassurance? You're the leader, right? You should have taught your men, been polite to women!" The lady's beaver.

Margens threw away his sight. Jesus, this woman, how dare to patronize her. He turned his gaze back on the woman.

"I've taught a lot of courtesy, but polite is not appropriate in a mafia stand like me, because of fear, which we spread. Understood?" Usung.

"What about the women too? You forbid me from entering, on this basis it means indirectly, you admit your own weakness, you fear me who is only a woman!" Sergey the woman.

"Shut your mouth!" Margens glared, of course he ignited emotions, very brave this woman.

Hayyyss, ...

"If you want to be allowed to enter immediately, there are rules that apply here, open your veil! We have to make sure you're not a spy!" Pekik Margens's.

"For my God's sake, I'm not a spy, what's the point of saying his great name doesn't make you believe?" Keep the woman.

Margens was bluffing his teeth "Is it hard to just open your veil?" Timpal.

"It's hard, for absurd reasons, why open my veil? I've already handed over the ID card, an exclusive invitation from Miss Shara, as well as my job certificate, I came here complete with the requirements you guys submitted! Now follow my will. Find a girl to see my face. I'm just gonna open it!" The woman's door was negotiating.

"You, ..." Margens pointed at the woman's face. How dare a woman snarl at her. But look, those beautiful eyes, Margens was made incapable of saying anything.

"Hey, Margens, Hanum, are you here?"

Amidst the tension Margens turns to the girl who brings some people behind her, she is beautiful designer Shandra, her Junior High School friend, who is, of course Shandra brings employees to take care of the dresses and tuxedos of both brides.

"Shorror." Sapa Margens's.

Sharing the smile Shandra turned to the veiled woman "Hanum, why is it still here, it's noon. The show's about to start this afternoon." Her speech.

Margens frowned "You know her?" Tanyanya and Hanum fell silent, letting Shandra help him explain.

"Dad, she's Hanum, makeup artist Shara, she's my teammate, me and she used to work together." Shandra.

"Yes?" Margens still can not believe, why there are women who wear a veil in the modern era like this.

"Have believed, right? I'm not a spy like you're afraid of, now let me in!" Hanum.

Margens turned to Hanun "But the rule remains the rule, search the bag, also open your veil, make sure you, ..." Margens' speech came to a halt as a beautiful face unfolded behind Hanum's black covering.

Hanum dared to open his veil after many other women who can be sure to keep himself from bad views. It was the daily life that Hanum did, quite difficult but he was able to live it.

"Have you, sir, if my bags and suitcases, your men have ransacked it, I'll bring nothing but my makeup."

Back Hanum closed his veil, while Margens was still silently glued staring at the look of the girl's beautiful eyes, well the girl, Margens was sure the girl was still the girl. It turns out that there is a true beauty hidden behind the veil of the ketus woman.

"Yes, we go straight in," Invite Shandra to embrace her teammate "No need to take heart, she Margens, my Junior High School, from the first person did like weird." Said explains.

Hanum nodded then walked in tandem with Shandra up the stairs, there was another access to enter the bridal room. They use that access.

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...Shara Visual...

In the brightly lit bridal room, adorned with red rose petals, all over the side were large windows that presented a view of the high seas, Shara came out of the bathroom, walking to the husband.

Seen on the bed Gerald stared fixedly at her beautiful face "Why hasn't his MUA come yet?" Shara makes small talk, just to reduce awkwardness.

"Maybe they're coming in." Answer Gerald.

"here." Gerald patted his left thigh, a sign he called his wife "Sit down." Bring along.

Although awkwardly engulfing her Shara according to, she sat right on her husband's left thigh. Gerald embraces the girl's crazy waist, attaches his eyes, is full of love and true love, there is a day that is entrenched in his heart, in the end he can have the first woman that makes him want to marry.

"Don't." Shara brushed off Gerald's hand, inferior to the condition of his body that was getting worse and worse. Want to do a diet instead of reducing, his weight is actually increasing.

"Why?"

"I'm fat, I lack confidence in touching this part. You used to touch your ex's slender waist, who was your brother's last boyfriend yesterday? Pretty model, Erie." Shara scowling.

"You're jealous of him? He's got nothing on my gemoy wife's appeal." Gerald squeezed Shara's waist closer to her "We're married." Added.

"Emmh, then?" Anguk Shara's.

"Then what else? We're halal, if I touch you, Baby won't hit me again right? Last time you made my head bleed from a vase." Connect Gerald.

Shara nodded "Of course I can, but, ..."

"The moon came like a fairy tale princess and her prince Margens, huh?" Sela Gerald ketus's.

"Not that, but what if I let you down? I'm a widow, right?" Shara Gel.

"Then?"

"Will you not be disappointed later? My lips, my body, were touched before you."

To be honest, Shara only made sure, because actually she never once did anything intimate with Zif.

"You're all mine, you're made for me, not for Zif, even though I wasn't the first to touch you, but let me have you until the end of the world!" Gerald said straightforwardly.

Shara smiled hearing that phrase. It is very different thought and speech, said Zif and Gerald. Indeed, the word Zif is more touching, but Gerald has his own way to be loved.

"Let me have you." Gerald slowly pulled Shara's head and landed a gentle kiss on his wife's blushing lips.

It feels different when the relationship is in shah right, the favors are more sweeping than before "Emmh." There was a sighing sound from Shara that made Gerald even more burning.

Gerald slowly drops Shara on the bed, pushing the girl's body, but then Shara pushes her husband's face into disarray.

"Wait, the door." Ask. It is not funny if it happens but disturbed the arrival of his MUA group.

"I've got the key, before makeup, can be nyicil first." Gerald looked at the clockwork adorning his wrist "There's still an hour left. I'm afraid I'll have to wait for tonight." Said.

Already from the beginning he continues to fantasize in the bathroom, now there is a halal opportunity then for what is delayed again.

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