The Holy Marriage Storm
The broken passion

Adi was still struggling in front of his desk. The sound of rain that never subsided could be heard from behind the window. Adi doesn't do office work, all he does is explore social media.

There is still no information about the whereabouts of his first wife. He could not sleep quietly before finding Saints.

Cold weather felt like it was piercing his ribs. Adi wears a black sweater to protect her body from the cold of the night.

Adi's office space is at the very end of the second floor. There is a glass window on one side of the room, which can directly see the atmosphere outside the house.

His hair looks disheveled, 2 days his brain can not think normally. All his work he left to Faris, his assistant. For the time being he was only concentrating on the search for his old wife.

Without knocking on the door and excusing her, Laras entered Adi's office, that night she looked so beautiful. Her hair was unraveling beautifully, she was wearing thin makeup on her face, with a sleeveless nightgown she looked so seductive.

"Mas Adi's..." Laras reprimands her husband who is still focusing on the laptop screen.

Adi turned his head, momentarily fascinated to see his second wife. He watched the barrel from head to toe.

"You haven't slept?" Ask Adi to Laras.

"Yet not yet.." The barrel notices the laptop screen. She realized her husband was playing social media. "Mas hasn't slept either."

"I..," Adi did not continue his answer. His face looked back at the labtop screen.

"Tumben is on Instagram."

"I'm looking for the existence of Saints, who knows through social media he can be quickly found." Answer Adi honestly.

The two were silent for a moment, there was a slight feeling of jealousy that came suddenly within Laras.

"Yes..." Laras said in a raucous voice.

Laras' hand began to act, touched her husband's shoulder, then walked rubbing Adi's back field, raised it upwards towards Adi's neck.

"I don't want to do anything Ras..," Adi seemed to understand what Laras wanted.

"But it's cold tonight..." The more tempting barrel, he brought his face closer to the back of the neck area. Adi can feel the warm breath Laras touch the skin of his neck, to make the fur of his neck stand up.

The barrel kisses her husband's neck, then rises to the area of the phallus. The barrel bit Adi's ear.

Which men are resistant to the temptations of women, as well as what Adi feels. During this time Laras never failed to seduce her husband in terms of intimacy.

Without saying much Laras kisses her husband's lips warmly, a warm ci***n slowly gets hot. about five minutes Late ******* Adi's lips are sexy, and the, until Adi could not take it anymore.

Hot air flowed all over Adi's blood, until it peaked into her crown. Machine barrel****** Adi's lips, her hands are moving towards a man's sensitive area.

Adi couldn't take it anymore, he was standing against the barrel. His hands began to roll with him through the beautiful body of Laras. Both are still in hot ci***n. Slowly Adi took Laras to the bed next to the desk.

Laras sat on the edge of the bed with hands that were still playing with the manhood of Adi and lips against each other. Laras changed positions, got up and sat down her husband. She overcame the area of Adi's manhood, her legs both embracing her husband's body.

Adi couldn't fight, he even enjoyed the game so much.

Baras' hand tried to remove the sweater Adi used, quickly the black sweater was detached from his body, revealing a muscular field chest.

The phone that was on the table suddenly vibrated making a ringtone sound.

Adi is shocked to hear the sound of his cell phone, quickly getting rid of Laras' body and standing up to pick up the phone.

Hadi Security called. Posts posted on his phone screen. Without much thought Adi answered a call from the security guard Hadi.

"Yes sir.." Answer Adi.

"Hello sir Adi." Answer the voice across. "sir Adi, I have news of Neng Suci." The voice of Mr. Hadi was so excited.

"Seriously sir?" Ask Adi not for it. Where is he now?."

"We don't know for sure Mr. Adi. But obviously my friend there who saw a woman like his wife father was waiting for an angkot on Ahmad Yani street."

"When is that sir?"

"Around 8pm sir."

"OKs. Thanks for the information, sir."

"Injeh.. sami-sami sir." Mr. Hadi took out his Japanese word.

Adi hung up his phone, then walked to pick up his sweater lying on the floor. He's wearing that black sweater back.

The passion that had peaked earlier suddenly disappeared in an instant. He hardly cared about Laras who was still sitting in front of him.

Laras put on a sour face looking at her husband's behavior. "Where are you going?." Ask Laras. "We're just about to start, right?"

"My men saw the Saints earlier."

"Sacred Brother again, so that's why I don't want to continue all this." Laras was irritated.

"Don't talk like that anymore." Adi pointed at Laras' face in anger. "Remember! If it wasn't for her you wouldn't be my wife right now."

Adi walked out of his office room, leaving Laras alone there.

Baras was disturbed, his heart was so sick. This time Adi refused his invitation. There was a fire that seemed to burn his chest. He gulped, rubbing his face with both hands. Then let out a long breath.