The Lust-Satisfying Wife of Ceo
Ka Dikta's

praya's tears came down profusely, and every now and then Praya shook her head.

"I beg you to go" Praya pleaded softly, hoping that the creepy men would leave.

"we had a beautiful good time, it's a cold night, you'll feel warm in the arms of the three of us" again they laughed, a laugh that made the feathers of Iud Praya stand up.

"this is beautiful, do not retreat, we have fun, hm" Praya's body can not retreat anymore because it is blocked by the wall, Praya does not know what to do anymore, Praya does not know what to do, those who feel that they have won the condition are getting closer to the poor woman, one of them crouched right in front of Praya, in the face of her lustful body from top to bottom, Praya, his rough lecherous hands daringly touched the smooth white face of Praya who was beginning to blush, Praya froze in place, she was really like losing her ability to move, she was really like losing her ability to move, Praya could not even rebel or scream for help, Praya could only continue to cry in fear.

"so beautiful you dear, I can't wait to play around with this beautiful body of yours" the whole body of Praya trembled, trembling, the man sitting in front of Praya signaled to his two friends to stay away and stay awake, as the two men turned their bodies someone kicked one of them first, causing him to fall down.

"Ka Dikta" said Praya slowly, the view of Dikta and Praya met, the more Murka Dikta saw the condition of his woman, Dikta fought the three men alone, until they had surrendered, the more Murka Dikta saw the condition of his women, Dikta fought the three men alone, until they had surrendered, Dikta immediately approached Praya, in his embrace of Praya so tightly, Praya shed all his tears in the arms of Dikta.

heartache Dikta heard the sound of Praya's cry, Praya clutching tightly to the suit Dikta was wearing.

"sorry, I'm late"

"Ka.." said Praya.

"sorry"

....

they were now in one of the chairs on the side of the road, drinking water in the hands of Praya he ignored, indeed Dikta could not see the condition of Praya. Dikta shifted her seat eroding the distance between them, Praya's cry broke again when she felt Dikta's hand coiled around her waist, Dikta wiped off Praya's tears and she made Praya's head lean on her chest.

" they're gone, you're safe with me, Praya, I promise no one will dare touch you, I won't let them hurt my little Praya" without Praya knowing the corner of Dikta's eyes also dripped the water, the sincerity of Dikta's love for Praya was so great, Dikta was the only person that Praya had before Praya chose to leave Dikta's life, Dikta's love for Praya was so great, Dikta can always be Kaka, a couple, even parents to Praya, the little orphanage girl who always acts silly in front of him.

Dikta dyed the head of Praya, Praya returned a warm embrace from Dikta, the embrace of Dikta Always managed to make Praya calm, the heartbeat of Dikta is still the most beautiful rhythm for Praya.

"my beloved little girl" The most beautiful phrase Praya liked whenever they met in the hallway of the road to the orphanage.

"calm down, I'm here, I love you so much, Praya"

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"thank you ya ka" Praya looked down, unable to look at Dikta's face, Dikta raised Praya's face.

"see me Praya "in the bite of her lower lip, Praya again turned her gaze in any direction to avoid eye contact with Dikta.

"hey, here look at me" Praya ventured into the sincere eyes of Dikta, Dikta pulling the corners of Praya's lips to form a smile.

"smile, don't bend, I don't like to see you sad baby" used to be very fond of the call Dear, but now Praya's heart hurts to hear it, Praya said, Praya is not a little girl Dikta orphanage anymore, Praya is now married, the husband who never loved Praya as soon as Dikta loved the kingdom.

"Ka" call Praya softly.

"why hm"

"i don't like it anymore, promise to be happy" Praya Silence, said, how could he promise to always be happy even after taking the foolish decision to marry Bara was always the pain he received.

"Praya, promise to always be happy" Praya forced his smile, and nodded.

"Ka , Kaka should go home, it's night, not good Kaka at the house of Praya long ago, not good at seeing the neighbors"

"can nginap" Dikta is always fond of judging Praya, Praya clucked resentfully making Dikta singleness smile.

"joking brat, you've gone in there, don't forget the door lock"

"iyaa... already there" Praya was forced to push a little for Dikta to get into his car, in the car Dikta waved his hand along with a fluffy smile.

"then go home "exorcise Prayah

"yes this is bragging, you go in first"

"well, "Praya entered the house, and peeked out of the window, then Dikta drove his car.

the body of the praya slumped Kedinding, Praya folded his legs and drowned his face above the knees.The woman's shoulders were moved up and down, the suction slowly began to sound painful again.

"until whenever I'll never mean anything to you, I'm almost harassed because you left me that way, at least tell me if you go" said Praya membatin.

"why is every pain I have always come from you, mas. I love you mas, at least do not give pain if you can not love for me, mas"

"why should the Dikta come to help me, when I really expect you to come, mas"

at the hospital, Bara faithfully waited for Dista to wake up, probably due to fatigue the woman fell unconscious.Baras continued to wipe the back of Dista's hand, Dista's parents were there waiting for his son

"honey, it's mas, wake up yuk, don't worry mas"

"Last-lately Dista often cry to remember his sister mah" said Bara by continuing to turn his back on his father-in-law.

"Praya always blames himself for the disappearance of Praya once "so deep in the gaze of ember eyes.

"Dista also often met a woman in his dream, mah pah" ema turned her head as she felt Farah's touch on her shoulder, Farah also sat beside the son-in-law.

"mama also often dream of young girls who mamah can not see clearly the shape of his face, the young girl called mamah with the name of mama, it seems that it is his sister Dista, the young girl called mama, If it's true that Praya might be a sign that we will soon meet the little girl" Farah smiled.

"Praya Dista's sister since birth has a weak physical condition, Praya is very easy to get sick, mama had thought nothing about his condition now, what a mama's child was still living well, and he was still living well, or quite the opposite, but with a dream it makes mama sure If Dista's sister is healthy wherever she is now "Farah grasps Dista's left hand which is free from infusion.

"son, you're sure one day we'll find a little sister back, patient Dista, son"