The Enchantment of Neighbor Grass
Take the Ration Yourself

"Darling, my mom wants to go to work first, son. Yasmin in the house is equally papa ya," persuaded Husain who immediately closed the door of his house.

Leaving Cynthia alone who was still sitting on a matic motorbike that was ready to slide. 'What, I'll just take Yasmin with me, okay?' inner Cynthia, upset.

'Later on, I talked to Mas Han first.' Cynthia immediately put on a coat as heavy rain was still pouring down on the earth. The ambitious woman then immediately drove her motor matic slowly, towards a new house, the magnificent house of her dreams so far.

Great hope Cynthia to be able to master, not only Handoyo, but all the wealth of the man who became her lover.

'It is time that I became queen in this magnificent house, not in a cramped and stuffy house like Husayn's!' Cynthia's lips flashed a smile, as the woman parked her motorbike in Handoyo's high courtyard.

From where she stood now, Cynthia could see clearly towards her old lower courtyard house. He looked at the door of his tightly shut house, with a cynical look.

'Goodbye, Husayn. I'm free now, my life will definitely be happier in this house.'

"Darling, why don't you go in?" The bass voice that Cynthia knows so well, unravels the daydream of the sexy woman.

"Yes, Mas. Just arrived, really," Cynthia replied as she removed her coat and then kept it on top of her motor matic.

"I can't stand it, honey. Come on, let's go in!" invite Handoyo who immediately carried the body of the lover's makeup, making Cynthia surprised and scream small.

"Aw, Mas .. you are naughty, deh," Cynthia protested as she patted Handoyo's chest gently.

Handoyo walked in while kissing the glowing face of Cynthia, a face that is always well maintained and never separated from foundation and powder.

Handoyo's high-fenced house made the man feel comfortable doing anything in his house because the neighbors would definitely not see what he had just done to Cynthia.

"Mas, I haven't eaten, you know. Cook's gonna get beat up again" Cynthia said when they were both in the living room. The room where Handoyo had slammed Aulia's phone, the former of which was still scattered everywhere.

"I haven't eaten either, honey, but it doesn't matter if we play a round here?" pinta Handoyo while laying Cynthia's sexy body on a soft sofa.

Cynthia nodded, pleased. "Mas, what's that ex, anyway?" tanyanl Cynthia as her nether caught shards of mobile phones strewn across the floor.

"His phone Lia, I slammed after he showed us together at the hotel this morning" Handoyo replied.

"Oh yes, Mas. You haven't told me in detail, why did he leave this house?" ask Cynthia.

"Sstt .. don't talk about it anymore, that unimportant woman!" elak Handoyo who instantly silenced Cynthia's lips with hers.

Next, sexy voices came out of their lips, racing with the sound of rushing rain falling increasingly dense and accompanied by thunderous lightning broke the silence towards that night.

Two people who are not bound in the halal relationship, continue to race and race to achieve the enjoyment of the world that is only temporary.

The sweat washed down the plain bodies of the two, although the rain kept flushing the earth and creating cold air, but the two human children continued to squirm on the sofa like hot worms.

"Faster, Mum!" racau Cynthia who almost reached the peak of pleasure.

Cynthia nodded with a happy smile, there was nothing else for the two of them to worry about. After all, if Cynthia gets pregnant, they will indeed get married soon when all their affairs have been sorted out with their respective partners.

A second later, the long whimpering of the two disguised by thunderous sounds of lightning, ended the hot session of romance Handoyo and Cynthia.

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Elsewhere, precisely in the residence of Aulia's friend.

"The phone number I can't call, Lut. From this afternoon, loh," Luna replied in a voice across the phone.

Yes, Lutfi called Luna to ask news about Aulia because the young man was worried about her ex-lover, after Aulia suddenly returned home without saying goodbye and was unsuccessfully pursued by Lutfi.

"If you go to his house, will you not, Lun? If I go there, it's not good, '" said Lutfi, half pushy.

"It's raining down here, Lut. Tomorrow, yes," refused Luna, subtly.

"Alright, Lun. I'm waiting for news from you soon, yes," Lutfi hoped.

"Ready, Lutfi. Uda, you don't worry, Lia must be okay," replied Luna, comforting.

I heard the weight of Lutfi's breath. "Hopefully, Lun," he said, ending the phone call.

"Who, Yang?" ask Luna's husband. "Lia's servant, huh?" guess Ferdi then.

"Yes, Mas. He seems to still be expecting Lia, huh. Pity is also actually Lutfi, but now they are each alive. Lia is married and Lutfi herself, already has a fiancee." Luna took a long breath.

"I'm not sure, even though for example, Lia was unhappy with her husband and separated, she wanted to go back to Lutfi because she would not want to, if there were other women who were hurt," luna.

"Hush, how do you talk like that, honey. It's not good to know to guess that something bad happens to someone else, let alone 'the Lia your best friend" Ferdi protested, reminding.

Luna put her shoulders together. "Yes, Mas. How I feel, there is a cover-up Lia about her husband," Luna said.

"Udah, ah. Come, sleep! It's late at night. Tomorrow you'll have to leave in the morning, Yang," asked Ferdi, reminding while replacing the main light of the room with a sleeping lamp.

"Tonight, there's no ration, Yang?" whispered Ferdi, asking.

"Take the rations yourself, Mas. I was so sleepy," replied Luna who was exhausted from the day she was pacing back and forth, to greet her old friends.

"By pleasure, dear."

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