The Neglected Wife
S3 EPISODE 48 - BEST WHITE DAY
“Oh.h..,” Binar me_long, in his dilation and twitched for a moment. He just feels like he's getting what he wants even if he's not perfect.
Isyana gulped her saliva and regulated her panting breath. He still did not expect to be able to dissolve in every order of Binar. It turns out the married life of the wife to be able to please each other a lot of art and ways. It's fair that she and Lana never get along, she doesn't know that kind of thing.
No matter what looks like a wobbly Binar is still lying on the bathtub, Isyana immediately gets up from the shower to clean herself and her body.
After Isyana left, Binar then unlocked the water waster in his bathtub, disposed of all the water and replaced it with clean water again.
He still wanted to soak in the warm water to get his body fit again. While Isyana felt very uncomfortable. I want to get clean and get out of the bathroom.
The sparkling smile itself saw the shadow of Isyana's body behind the transparent glass in front of her. Always look beautiful and seductive. He did not expect to marry a snot-tasting widow. Isyana is so innocent and funny.
“Udah maghrib Mas, don't smile! Guests youho!” isyana said now fiercely because she knew Binar kept staring at her.
Isyana immediately put on the bathrobe and exited the bathroom.
“Ya...,” replied Binar briefly he lived alone.
Binar immediately cleaned his body and wrapped a towel around his waist. Then Isyana came out.
Isyana is looking confused in the dressing room. It was a foreign room for Isyana. Although it was her husband's room, Isyana was not presumptuous and did not dare to open the key before Binar came.
Isyana also did not bring a change of clothes. But if you wear clothes that were before the wife of a Binar do not change clothes. So Isyana just sat there.
As soon as Binar came Isyana immediately woke up closer.
“Ma.as?” call Isyana slowly.
“Hemmm... what? Want again?" binar replied, shaking and looking.
“Ihh what the hell! No change of clothes!” answer Isyana pout.
Binar was silent, he did not stay at his parents' house for a long time let alone check his closet. He forgot where to dress his wife, whether Tiara's clothes are still there or not, but surely the greatness if worn Isyana is much different height. Why did they not think to buy while on the trip earlier.
“Sorry, Honey! I forgot. Mas call Mamah first ya!” reply Binar.
“No need, I'm wearing this outfit again!” isha's reply was very accepting and succumbed to not much protest.
“Ssh. Nay! Odors. You must remember. You're my wife. Your body, mine. You must take care! Throw that shirt away!” answer Binar lightly.
Isyana just hissing. It's good to throw away clothes.
Without saying much, Binar checked all the cabinets in his dressing room. It turned out that everything was just Binar's clothes and true Tiara's clothes had already been transported to town B all.
walk in closet at Binar's house.
“Udah is just that first, don't wear clothes! It's sexy! Maas likes!” replied Binar even mocked Isyana
“Issshh,” hiss Isyana pissed.
Fortunately, the available towels in the form of Isyana clothes are not cold.
“Isyana want to pullangg Mas, uncomfortable also the internal non-use period. Just wear this? It's already starting to fast and full again, because of mas!” replied Isyana protested and was uncomfortable, puffing her chest telling her she needed a buffer.
Really, actually Isyana who is still recovering feels very tired, lazy and also uncomfortable. But Binar continued to pursue her, and did not stop trying to get Isyana into his trap.
“Ya... later buy!” answer Binar lightly.
“Who bought it?”
“Let's tell people, while wear this first.”
“When later? How is Isyana Nemuin mamah? Dinner wear this?” asked Isyana again upset to Binar.
Yes Binar happy Isyana wearing bathrobe, her cleavage looks poking beautiful and also her thigh exposed.
But Isyana is cold, there is no buffer. Especially under Arya and Dion, want to put where Isyana's face. Isyana also still upholds the value of politeness.
“Oh yes yeah? Yaudah wear got Mas first!” answer Binar later.
“Wuah? Have a Mas?”
“Not what-what!” binar replied chuckling, then throwing a wide t-shirt at Isyana as well as his undergarments at Isyana.
Actually Isyana slightly dented wearing men's underwear, but because it was her husband, inevitably than the valuables were smelling and smelly because the previous one was damp and dirty she was wearing too. They also joined the clothes.
“I think your pan_tat is still growing, load right?” tanya Binar stared at the two palms of her hands that had been satisfied to make sure while chuckling.
Isyana was very upset, she seemed to continue to be intimidated and treated casually, but there was no other choice, the focus of her life now was Binar. Isyana is upset, not caring about her husband who likes to attach importance to her own pleasure.
Isyana was forced to wear Binar clothes even though the baby food factory buffer is not yet available. Isyana wears a big shirt that after wearing it turns out to be up to the knee and almost resembles a Korean dress.
“That's sexy!” goda Binar again.
But Isyaba is still a polosan yaa. not much accessories and big chest. Haha
“This difference Mas... ah Isyana shy to go down!” isyana replied sulking looking at the mirror and then chose to go up on the big bed of Binar and pull the blanket over her body.
“Yaya... tell me what size you are! Fast!” say Binar again.
Isyana also told.
"OKAY. Mas down. You wait for ya!"
Binar then left Isyana in the senidirian room. Isyana chose to watch television.
“Mother... Mayang?” isyana muttered her thumb.
“Don't-don't mom know all that?” isyana's murmur thought.
Isyana's chest suddenly rumbled feeling extremely uncomfortable. Yes he remembered very well how Isyana's step-sister likes to change bags also often go with tattooed men.
Isyana just kept biting her thumb.
“Father has died, I shouldn't care about them right?” isyana's mumbling
“But he's my family?” isyana's mind again like someone whispering demanding him to ascertain how his step sister and stepmother are.
Isyana turned to the flat and expensive thing that Binar bought. With a shady mind, he took the thing looking to find his stepmother's contact. But he did not touch the call button, the door opened.
“Evening comes, Honey!” said Binar brought a tray containing food like room service at the hotel.
“Isyana just hissing!”
Binar placed her food on the sofa table of the room, Isyana looked tasteless and agitated. Binar glanced at the television, then clucked and approached to sit on the mattress.
“Turn off!” the Quick Binar command.
“Why the hell? Isn't that the result of our hard work to overthrow Bian? What's wrong I see!” answer Isyana protest.
“No quality look soan!” jawan Binar's.
“I want to make sure Mas, my mother is also on the list of employees of Wira who became a courier and packer of the goods!” answer Isyana later.
Binar was silent, looking at Isyana. Right, Isyana's family is related to them.
“Just write his name. If they are on that list, what do you want?” ask Binar again.
Now replace the silent Isyana. The question of Binar is quite interesting. Arrested or not, there is a connection or not what is Isyana's problem.
The shadow of the mass often came, where he was forcibly picked up while in college. When the word married was thrown out and he had to get out of his good times studying with friends his age.
Not to mention when he always had to harvest in the fields, while his brother was free to play and date.
Stiffness and tightness when Isyana remembers.
Especially if you remember the clutches of her mother's hand that dragged Isyana in the crowd of her neighbors who were sending prayers for her father, bringing Isyana into the restroom, and thrusting ballpoints and land certificates.
Not yet when Isyana asked for protection from the actions of Lana and her mother actually added it with a slap. All was still clearly imprinted pain, deep recesses were hard to close.
Unaccompanied by the words, Isyana's tears trickled down to answer all of Binar's questions.
“Kok even cry anyway? Ck!” mumbled Binar clucked. She deeply disliked Isyana's sad and moody face.
“Ehm..., Isyana just wants to know how Mas!” is doing answer Isyana.
“Okeh, if that's what you want, then tonight you sleep here, yes. We check tomorrow!” reply Binar.
“Where's the check? If you sleep here? Princess how?” ask Isyana.
“Udah eat first. We'll talk later!” binar asked his wife to eat.
Isyana wiped her tears, then followed Binar, ate first. After the meal, Binar called his ART to pack their food.
On the sofa of the room, the two of them then relaxed. Lying half-sitting leaning against the large sofa both. They lean against each other fusing all the restless into a calm. Isyana looks so comfortable sheltering spoiled in the arms of Binar.
“Why are you crying? I heard they were mean to you! Don't care about them!” binar sambbil gently stroked Isyana's head as it unraveled all the burdens on Isyana's head and left.
“No need to talk about it. Anyway Isyana just wants to be sure. Oh yes, Isyana miss Princess! We go home yuk. Where's my shirt?” isyana asked lazily to discuss his distress and asked about his clothes.
“Hmm... later mamah to here!” reply Binar.
“I'm not good with Mamah, the time has come here I did not find Mamah, even repotin Mamah!” answer Isyana.
“Hehe earlier Mamah turned out we have nyamperin here tau!” replied Binar chuckled reported.
“Woah!?” peekik Isyana immediately looked up, Isyana remembered very well when she had entered the bathroom, she asked her husband to close the door, but the word Binar was not important.
“Why be surprised so?”
“Don't-don't you check into Mas's bathroom? Keep looking at us?” isyana asked embarrassed and panicked.
“Mamah is wise and very polite, he calls us not telling keep going!” answer Binar cover.
Though when the Binar below, Bu Dini immediately scatter and angrily Binar to hold himself. Remember, pamali approached his wife who had not fully recovered. Binar only answered yes, Binar knows the limits and still knows the rules.
“Thank God!” answer Isyana relieved.
“We call, Princess, tonight sleep here ya!” said Binar again grabbed his phone.
“Kok that? We promise to go home, Mas. Not good to like ingkarin promise with small children,” replied Isyana did not want to stay overnight.
“Kan Putri herself said, she will be fine with Grandma and Dina, phone-ass!” answer Binar again.
“Yes but why should that be? He's our son not Grandma and Dina's son!” answer Isyana again.
Binar then loosened his arms and held his body still on the sofa.
“Mas, sorry!” said Binar slowly.
“Kok apologise?”
“You're going home tomorrow with Mamah, hopefully Bian can take care of tomorrow. You have to go out of the country! It might take a little while!” said Binar again in a soft voice.