The Billionary Married Scandal
Say Miss

"How long have you been out the door" asked Bening in the middle of their journey.

"I've been standing there for two hours and no sound can make me think you're in a corner. Looks like you enjoyed meeting with your ex eh no, husband yes he is still your husband" Abi said in a dislike tone.

Bening let out a long sigh, he knew there was jealousy in Abi's tone of voice.

"You angry?" ask Bening,

"What right am I jealous of?" ask Abi back.

They fell silent again, only the sound of Abi's heavy breathing occasionally.

"I think it's good that if you don't bring me back to this country, we can live peacefully there?" the word Bening arrived. Abi was surprised to hear that.

"I didn't mishear Wi, it's like you're giving hope to our relationship."

"I'm not talking about our relationship but yesterday it was comfortable, no problem. And once we set foot in this country, trouble began to come. I don't know when I'll survive?" said Bening. Without him noticing the clear whirling of his tears began to rebel out.

Abi's hand touched the back of Bening's hand. Swiping slowly.

"I will always be by your side, whenever you need me" Abi said.

"I know it's Bi, but I was hoping you'd find a better woman than me. A woman who can love you with all her heart." A Prayer for Abi.

"All I know is you're the best for me Wi,"

"The best is not necessarily good. But the one who loves you will definitely do the best for you, believing that I am loved is better than loving,"

"You are always good at playing said Wi, I always lose when arguing with you," said Abi smiling bitterly. Getir because once again indirectly Bening refused his love.

"Are you going back to your husband?" ask Abi, making sure his love struggle must run aground or continue.

Bening just silently looked at the flickering lights of the car in front of him. His tongue was stiff to answer Abi's question. Want to answer no but his heart misses the man, wants to answer yes, he is afraid of the possibility that will happen.

Looking at Bening who was just silent. Abi was able to conclude that the woman was still doubtful of her choice. The woman still loves her husband only there is a big wall that becomes a barrier to their love story.

The car arrived at the home. Home security guards ran in a row approaching the car and opened the door for his employer.

"I went up first to see Bayu," said Bening immediately went up to see the state of his son.

Bayu seemed to have slept well, Bening confirmed his blanket and went to his own room.

As usual, he cleaned himself and just went to bed after changing his clothes with a thin nightgown. The Jakarta air tonight was hot for him and he wanted his clothes not to make him sultry.

Bening took Wirya's shirt from inside her nightstand and kissed her. He felt a little strange, the shirt now smelled more fragrant than usual. And every night he slept comfortably, as if he had slept with Wirya as before, while they were still living together.

Akh.it can't be the Inner Bening. The woman fell asleep again. At two o'clock in the morning, he woke up from his dream. The same dream about the accident.

His eyes were wide open, how surprised he was at the sight before him.

One second

two seconds

three seconds.a kiss came to his lips. Not long a hand caressed his face. Bening did not want to open his eyes, afraid this was just a dream and the figure before him disappeared suddenly.

But the touch was so real, Bening was stunned. Before Bening shouted his mouth was already kissed by that figure.

Wirya's lips smothered her mouth, her body now curled up the woman and moved sensually, making a touch in the open Bening's skin.

Bening initially rejected her but the man was so good at seducing her lips and making the old, untouchable woman drift by the feeling. He puffed the man's neck and welcomed the man's kiss.

Wirya himself has entered at a point where his libido is rising sharply. But her self-alarm reminds her to stop everything, she wants the woman who will come back home because she misses him. Wirya stopped the hot kiss.

Bening himself had begun to lulled and enjoyed every touch on his body. But suddenly Wirya stopped their activities. He wanted to feel disappointed but he held himself back. Only his lips were the ones he bit to ease the desire that had been soaked. His breath was still panting looking at the mature man before him.

"Are you thirsty?" ask Wirya to Bening. Bening just nodded his head and poured a glass of water from the bottle of drink the woman had prepared.

Wirya handed him the glass of water, Bening immediately took it and drank it in one gulp, the woman's neck flowing water that spilled from between her lips. Making Wirya resist her desire again because of the sight before her. He wanted to lick the water but he could only gulp down his saliva as a sudden thirst attacked him.

"How did you get here?" asked Bening while wiping his wet chin and neck with his thumb.

"As usual I climbed up the wall to get to your room,"

"It's customary to say." asked Bening squinting.

"Yes as you heard, you usually sleep well in my arms. You used to be like that, without you knowing it, now you're still the same, comfortable with me, too,"

Bening's face reddened he lowered his face but he was surprised by the sight before him, his clothes had been revealed up until the white cloth inside was clearly visible.

Wirya's eyes followed the direction of Bening's view. But the woman hurriedly pulled the blanket up to the chest.

"Why? you're ashamed of your own husband."

"I just don't want us to do anything" replied Bening.

Wirya even more teasing the woman again. His face was fixed on Bening's face. The other hand cupped his clear cheek.

"If miss say miss. let's start all over again with our child crochet a dream together" said Wirya half-whispering, the attractiveness of the man made Bening's eyes fascinated.

The distance their faces began to thin their breaths had now fused only two more centi. Closing his eyes, though,

One, two, three, but no swntuhan whatsoever.

Wirya was still in the same position looking at him.

"I know you miss me so much I'm going to go home to me, Bening" said Wirya.

"Whatever you're afraid of won't happen if you're with me. Destiny is the God who determines but will you not regret if you just hold on to your love, until death takes the person you have and you do not have time with him,"

"Don't say that, please don't say that," said Bening hugging Wirya's body.

"So give our relationship a chance to be together, I'm afraid that this breakup might kill me slowly."

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