The Fake Couple
His feelings are mixed.

Daffin smelled a smile as he looked at the instastory on his Instagr*m account. Daffin deliberately uploads repeatedly and get hundreds of views. Since her wedding with Kinanti Queensha was held, it seems more and more people are thinking about her personal life at this time. But Daffin did not care about the kekeoan them all, which Daffin targets to see this instastory is only Amber and Ikram, then after the target saw Daffin immediately delete all uploads instastory.

"Maemunah, here-here!" call Daffin to see Kinanti appear with a tray.

Kinanti approached while presenting a cup of tea and snacks for her husband who had been busy playing smartphone.

"This, Daffin, drink first" Kinanti said as she sat next to Daffin.

"Thank you, Kinan." Daffin grinned, then pulled Kinanti closer to him.

"Kinan, why haven't you uploaded in your WA story or Instagr*m anyway the photos of us?" Then the man chuckled in disappointment that Kinanti shook her head and said she didn't want to upload anything.

"Ah, what the hell are you, Kinan? Upload dong!" his protest.

"Make what? You've uploaded a lot on Instagr*m."

"Yes you upload also, let us compact to make people haredang."

"But! Very less work. Everyone has also vomited at the time of squirming your instastory," said Kimanti who had also seen all the photos uploaded by Daffin that accompanied the words dreadful to him, who was also, but poetic for Daffin.

"Bad you are, Kinan. Our deadly duet full of charm kayak gini is said to make vomit anyway? Who ngelove aja segambreng. How bad you are if you hack," said Daffin while reaching for his cup of tea. But then the man tiptoed hot.

"Anjirrr.., this is not Maemunah's warm tea, but hot tea! I said she wanted warm tea, not hot," she said, rubbing her lips.

Kinanti.

"Sgratiramin.., so do not glare hape continuously! Until I don't see that the tea is still steaming hot even shaved." The counter nagging him.

"Responsibility, Kinan, my lips are so hot. Compress!"

Kinanti laughed as she shook her head, did she actually marry a baby trapped inside the body of a muscular dashing adult man? Daffin often whined spoiled at him.

"Where are you going?" Daffin blocked Kinanti's arm, holding back as his wife was about to get off the couch.

"Take a compress for your lips, did you ask for a compress?"

Daffin chuckles.

"Not that compress I mean, Maemunah, but this..," Daffin kissed Kinanti's lips with anxiety.

The two then looked at the eyes filled with a fog of passion. Kinanti felt her heart jerk again and again every time Daffin touched her. Daffin's hand cupped Kinanti's face and rubbed his thumb on Kinanti's lower lip. And Kinanti felt an instant urge to reach out and pin her fingers between Daffin's thick black hair and ruffled it as Daffin lowered his fingers to touch the chewy mound Kinanti and caress her favorite part. Daffin touches Kinanti every day, every moment, every chance.

Outside the hotel window the sky was dyed by the fading sunlight, and they made love again. Kinanti closed her eyes and flinched when Daffin gave her a surprise for new surprises, a style and a game that was always different, anywhere, everywhere. All parts of this presidential suit room have witnessed the burning passion of their romance for these three consecutive days.

'Crazy, tired but collectible! My wife is amazing, ' wrote Daffin in his personal WA story, after a long tiring romance with Kinanti. But he set it so that the WA story can only be seen by two people, namely Ikram and Amber. He then grasped Kinanti's limp-thumped hand and was sleeping next to her, then photographed her hand and Kinanti's interlocking hand and uploaded it on the instatory.

And Daffin chuckled complacently after seeing the two men turn out to quickly look at his instastory.

"Target has seen, click delete," muttered Daffin on the sidelines with a happy laugh. Then he turned to Kinanti who was fast asleep. A nosy grin touched Daffin's face and he quickly extended his hand to the nightstand, took Kinanti's phone, then uploaded whatever he wanted, but he made it look as if Kinanti was uploading it.

'It's exhausting, but I love it, ' he wrote, then uploaded it in the WA story. But this time Daffin forgot to set it up, so accidentally his upload was seen by many people, not just Ikram and Amber.

"Aiiishh. Fuck me!" Daffin hastily removed it, then threw the phone back into the nightstand, then coiled under the covers. He could imagine what kind of rampage Kinanti would launch if he knew of this ridiculous act.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Ikram coughed as he saw the status of Daffin and Kinanti uploaded at a nearby time. There was a sense of heat running through his chest that second as well.

'Kinan, since when have you been so tacky? Why indulge things that you should not sumbar kayak gini anyway?' Cramp the head.

'Yes, it's only been three days as Daffin's wife, you've caught her koplak?' his mind is not out of thought. She knew Kinanti very well, that woman was not the kind of person who liked to indulge in this kind of personal thing. But after remembering the character of Kinanti, Ikram finally came to a conclusion.

'Ah 'Ah. Perhaps what Kinanti meant by the word 'exhausting' was indeed tiring' in the truest sense. Maybe he was really tired of cleaning up the room or what, but he liked the activities of his face.'

However, the conclusion was countered again by the upload Daffin instastory which is very clear what it means. Upload pictures of hands squeezing each other on the bed sheet that makes him careless. Making his chest like a punch because so think of Kinanti who just made love with Daffin, his own close friend. Oh my God,

Kinanti was already Daffin's wife. The man's right to smear him. Ikram was holding his chest that felt tight, very unpleasant. Oh. Why is his heart hurting so much?

As for Amber, she actually threw her phone into the bed while shuddering.

"What the hell are they? Disgusting," his grunts as he turned his face out the window. Then she caught the figure of her husband sitting by the pool while looking at a smartphone.

"Did the Ikram see it?" he murmured while curiously. And her heart was like a sharp thorn when she saw her husband put his hand on the table, then cupped his hand to his face, for a long time.

"The camera? Don't tell me that you're in shock and crying over Kinanti's status, "sighed Amber with teary eyes.

His feelings were mixed, between sad, angry, and jealous.