The After One Night
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Dhyrga himself certainly did not dare to separate Storm and Cheryl after seeing the mis communication between them.

The point that Dhyrga took was, Storm wanted to show an attitude of responsibility as a man and refused to ask for protection from the in-laws for a reason.

Well, the main reason is the responsibility of the Storm itself. Cheryl did not leave the Storm because she did not want to live a hard life, she only failed to talk her arrogant husband to agree to get out of the hole conspiracy a Gustav.

The words mis communication may sound trivial to some people. But in reality, just because of that one thing alone, the love of Storm and Cheryl is swayed.

The storm sat trembling on the seat of his luxurious car. His lewd netra leads to the balcony of his wife's room.

From there it can be seen how Cheryl waited for Sandy to come with a charming welcome shirt. Kimono Cheryl flew in the wind, beautiful.

There is no more expression, such as deep love or happiness on Cheryl's face. There was only a blank look of confusion that the Storm caught.

Could Cheryl not really wait for Sandy? If you recall, Cheryl's facial expression is not like when the beautiful woman waited for her to come home. There is no desire, no implied meaning other than a flat, arid look.

"You sacrificed to end my hardships, and now, I have to sacrifice for your happiness. We're even after that." Mumbled.

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On the other side. Sandy stepped foot onto the balcony of her best friend's wife's room. His feet passed through the bed that Ezra occupied.

Heart beats after call from Cheryl Arsya. His hands clenched and then reopened. The cold sweat on his forehead at this moment. Moreover, when the sexy figure of Cheryl began to be found in the blink of her eyes.

"Sister Sand." Cheryl accidentally stripped off her sleeping kimono, leaving only one thin lingerie strand that was even transparent.

"Chery." Really, Sandy was dumbfounded to find it. Those blustery lips, that cleavage, that smooth thigh, that level neck, Sandy turned away from the haram scene she shouldn't have seen.

Cheryl dimmed her smile. "Is our relationship not that special? Why doesn't Sand ever want to sleep with me? Why doesn't Sand ever want to look at me? Am I not beautiful like I was?" His pedicab.

Cheryl is trying to quell the confusion that has recently plagued her. She remembers Sandy as her husband, but not as little as Sandy touches her. Then what's with all this?

"Have we fought so many times before and our relationship is no longer harmonious? Why do I feel like Sand's not my husband?" Cheryl grabs Sandy's cheek to look back at her.

Sandy swallowed her saliva. I want to feel like I'm pouncing on that sexy woman. "Am I not beautiful?"

Sandy shook her head, then walked back and into the room, she grabbed a blanket from the white sofa, and then covered the makeup of her best friend's wife.

"Wear it, it's cold, right?" There is no way Sandy refused if she continues to be persuaded, because Sandy really wants the woman.

Cheryl looked into Sandy's eyes. "I deliberately teased you." Poloss.

Sandy smiled and asked Cheryl to sit, and her hands gently stroked the woman's head. "Listen to me."

"Surely." Cheryl answered quickly.

He does this deliberately, trying to seduce, peddling himself to Sandy to get a definite answer.

The doctor said he had a mild concussion. If there is something he cannot remember, he wants to remember it again.

Sandy erodes the distance. His gaze was so fixed towards Cheryl's blue eyes. "You know Cheryl. If today is my last night with you. I'd love to, you hug me as a lover."

"Huh?" It was a spontaneous moment for Cheryl Arsya. Suddenly his forehead creased, increasingly confused.

"I'm attracted to you Cheryl, I'm tempted to you, I love you so much, I love your voice, love your body shape, especially your personality." Said Sandy.

"Then?"

"But I can't touch my best friend's wife. I would never betray my best friend."

Degupt...

Cheryl cringing. "Your wife's best friend?"

"Well." yeah." Sandy lowered her gaze. He did not have the courage to look Cheryl Arsya in the eye. "I'm sorry if this makes you think too much. But let's just as well finish this game." Watered back.

"Why is that?" Cheryl rubbed her forehead, trying hard to remember something she should remember. Not the memory of the headache he got.

"The bouquets of flowers, chocolates, dresses, jewelry and everything you've gotten all this time, it wasn't from me Cheryl, but the Storm itself that prepared those gifts." Cheryl crying.

"He's good at knowing what your favorite is. He's the arrogant human who understands you the most. I admit it." Sandy held Cheryl's hand. "You refuse to remember the memories of the Storm. I also know this happened because of the severe trauma you've been through."

"Sister." Instantly Cheryl regains the barrage of events that made her head throb pain.

"If you want my gentle touch, I'm willing to give it. Not even my soul, yours tonight. But let's just as well end your old relationship!" Said Sandy again.

"Sister!" Cheryl's tears are flowing. I don't know what she's feeling, Sandy won't stop her words. Let's just let Cheryl know everything tonight.

"You're still the wife of Hurricane Admiral Cheryl Arsya. You keep well the name of the Storm etched beautifully in your heart. You keep your sacred relationship with him by humbling yourself in his eyes, you are willing to be viewed as materialistic for the sake of it all!"

"It's not because of the glare by the Storm company's money. You're asking for that right, because you don't want to have a separation between you, you love him so much!"

"Hiks." Cemeos Cheryl's heart managed to escape back one sobbing.

"But if you really want to forget all the memories of her, and sure you want to go through a relationship with me. Let's finish your relationship with him." Imbuh Sandy.

"Hiks." There is no sound other than Cheryl Arsya's weeping. After that he forgot the Storm after waiting for years in a state of loyalty.

"Just divorce you first. Because I can't possibly touch my best friend's wife." Sandy is back.

"Maybe you remember. Before the accident hit you. You've asked Storm to meet, and to ask him for a divorce."

"Now, how are you. I'm sure I'll still be waiting for you." Further.

"Talk about taste. I love you so much Cheryl Arsya. No other woman has managed to take my world off, all this time."

📣 If there is typo please tell gess, this is me again chasing airing, wkwk...