Seduced Desire Son-in-law
Yasmin's continuous upright writing ...

The atmosphere of the night is very soothing, but increasingly warm for two people who are wrapped in passion for the night, like a husband and wife in a forbidden relationship ...

Shinta's passion is very exciting, making Arlan never stop doing it to women who are pregnant with the seeds.

Both of Shinta's legs again shiver because of Arlan's actions that do not give room to rest or even close his thighs.

"May ... Stophh, Shinta's not strong anymore" he whimpered Arlan's getting more excited pumping down there. 

For some reason, Arlan really wanted to vent his longing by pumping faster on the body of the woman who had been his candlestick all along. Over a month they did not meet, making the feeling of love even greater.

Especially since Arlan confirmed to Liberti about his feelings, without appreciating Leon as the legitimate husband of Shinta, who heard the dispute.

"Gr ..." Arlan flicked her hip several times, then collapsed on the body of her beloved daughter-in-law, with sweat bandaging over her second body. 

Shinta pushed Arlan's body, which felt very heavy, as her breathing was still panting to release their union ...

"Crazy fire, don't think!" pissed off.

Arlan smiled softly, he felt that the woman was enjoying all her games so much that she was reluctant to stop.

Shinta pulled out the blanket, covered her naked body, then closed both her eyeballs, unwilling to speak to the man who was directly clutching her slender body.

Arlan kissed Shinta's bare shoulder, whispering a little ... "You're satisfied, right? Tonight you stay here, I'll go back to the mansion, because I want to finish all my business with Leon. I haven't seen him in a long time. You sleep, dad? Tomorrow morning I wait at the mansion ..."

Shinta nodded slowly, gently rubbing her face, again closing her beautiful eyes as she felt Arlan's lips again land spoiled on her head.

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Arlan's magnificent mansion looked desolate. No activity of any significance. Arlan's footsteps immediately stopped, when he saw his housekeeper was crying bitterly ...

Arlan fused his eyebrows together, glancing at his circular watch showing it at 21:00 Jakarta time, then asked, at the middle-aged woman ...

"What's wrong, ma'am? Why are you crying, is your family giving you some really shocking news?"

The woman shook her head, only pointing to Arlan's favorite son's room, which looked clean, there was no sign of the room being inhabited by the man with a history of kidney failure.

With quick steps, Arlan rushed over to the wide-open room, just to confirm his gaze. As he stood at the door, his eyes fell on Leon's room, and there was no one there, rushing Arlan back in front of his housekeeper who was still sitting in the living room, just to ask with a loud vibrating tone ...

"Where's Leon! Where's my son, Mom? Did Liberti or Raline pick her up!? the screams are getting more and more violent.

The middle-aged woman simply replied in a stammered voice ...

"Sa-sa-sa-s-I don't know sir. When I was about to take Leon to dinner, it turned out that your son was no longer in his room! I was worried that he went to look for Shinta, because he called Shinta's phone number many times, but there was no answer" she explained, making Arlan even more furious.

"Agh ... Just keep Leon you guys aren't so damn good! Where's guards! Quick call, the two men escorting Leon have no idea where my son is! If within 24 hours you don't find Leon, I'll fire you all! Goddamn it!!" his screams are getting louder.

The middle-aged woman could only cry, lamenting her fate if she had to step out of the luxurious mansion. Because he has no place to live, other than the residence of Arlan and Leon.

Arlan did not care, he contacted several colleagues, but was reluctant to tell Seno or Raline's family. This time he had to act quickly, to search for the whereabouts of Leon who disappeared leaving the magnificent mansion.

Arlan rushes to Leon's room again, closing the door to the meeting room, to find information about his son's best friend that he does not know.

Arlan ransacked the drawers, and some of the cabinets he had never known. According to the established man, Leon never hid anything from him.

For more than two hours, Arlan sat on the floor of Leon's room, opening all the files to look for the whereabouts of the school's best friend or anything about Leon.

In that cold room, Arlan was just busy flipping through Leon's agenda. However, instantly ... His eyes were fixed on a bundle of files stored very neatly in the closet, with a pile of old books that still bear Yasmin's name there.

His blood sighed, as his hand grabbed the bundle that was his attention, pulled out, and looked at the blue inked inscription, 'The story of Leon Aldra Arlan' tied dead with a thread of blue, without any dust, which was tied to the ground, because the room temperature is never hot, nor open.

The big wardrobe, has a small container, which is embedded in it, but never heeded by Arlan.

His eyes only focused on the old bundle of files that were neatly located on top of the container. Feeling suspicious, and shaking hands, Arlan opened slowly, forcing her to untie the rope.

It says Leon's date of birth, and photos of him with Yasmin. Instantly, Arlan who was remembering the figure of the late Yasmin, a piece of paper fell by itself from behind the photos of their intimacy a few years ago ...

Arlan's tears trickled down on her own, how much she missed Yasmin's gentle, kind-hearted figure ...

"Oogh dear, why did you leave me with this void. I love you, Yasmin. I really love you .." she cried, reminiscing about the love story of her youth filled with infighting and the twists and turns of teenage girls' lives, with grown men like her.

Arlan's hand grabbed a piece of paper that fell, opened slowly because it was sticky and worn, but still able to read Yasmin's continuous upright writing that was very neat and eye-catching ...

Instantly both Arlan's eyes were perfectly rounded, only to read the blue inked inscription ...

Senj ...

Thank you for all your attention. I will always love you and remember all our love stories.

I'm sorry, I betrayed you by marrying Arlan. Because only he is willing to sacrifice for my sake ... I'm sorry, Sen.

I will always look after and take care of our baby until I close my eyes ... Thank you for your affection and attention so far ...

Love, Jasmine ...

Arlan gaped wide, his throat felt choked even dry, he was speechless, cold sweat pouring down, as if in disbelief. Half his life was like flying, not even expecting, that Yasmin had betrayed with her close friend all this time, until she turned a blind eye.

Many times Arlan read only to convince the eyes, the feeling of being mixed, of all that was written in Yasmin's letter. Make sure the written year, even the same as the year of their marriage, is also the year of Leon's birth.

"Oogh God, what the hell is this! Has Seno betrayed me while in prison ..."

Arlan's still-vibrating body collapsed instantly, hoping that what he was reading, was only a dream, and not real.

"If all this really happened to me ... Why am I not the one who died! Why did Yasmin die first, Lord ..."