The Sins of Marriage in London
MOSAIC 18 MISUNDERSTANDINGS

Time continued to roll until the short needle led to 2 pm, Syha woke up from her sleep because a cold wind entered the room through the curtain gap that continued to gently spread.

Syha approached the balcony and shifted the glass door to close. The tip of his eyes glanced at Alon who was asleep, he did not want to open the past records, but his meeting with Alon made him have to open the sheets one by one. He lied a little about his memory of Alon. Yes, Syha began to remember the role of this man in her past.

A young man who is always loyal accompanies him when he competes in various parts of the world. A man who never goes out of sight, every time he stands proud on the podium. Voiced his solo violin victory accompanied by Alon who always sat in the audience seat numbered 12. Yes the symbol of his birth date, Alon is like his good luck charm.

"Euuhh", a moaning voice rang out from there, Alon was like having a bad dream, the man continued to fumble over words that Syha did not understand.

He immediately approached "are you okay?", Syha saw Alon's t-shirt that looked wet from his cold sweat, his forehead kept on clinging to fear.

Syha raised the voice of "ALON! Get up" he continued to shake the man's body to wake up.

Within a second Alon awoke, a paled face, and whitened lips. Like I just saw something creepy

"Wake up, just sleep in a bed", Pinta Syha, is it possible because Alon is not used to sleeping on the sofa finally having a bad dream?

Alon shook his head "I want to go to sleep"

Syha did not care, she lifted the man up and wrapped Alon's arm around his shoulder. Alon obediently walked slowly towards the bed.

"I'll get you some warm water first", Syha came out of the room, and she brought a container of water and cloth inside.

"Lay let me compress" Syha put the cloth on Alon's forehead, as she moved. The woman's hand was held back, Syha looked at Alon in surprise.

"Is there no gap for me in your heart?", the voice rattled, the sorrow of both eyes.

"What are you talking about? Go to sleep" said Syha

Alon still didn't want to take off his grasp of "sleep with me", pinta Alon

Syha sighed, then lay down and turned her back to the man.

"Can I hug you"

There was no answer from there, Alon sighed resignedly.

"Yes hugged", the sad face turned cheerful, Alon hugged Syha's body from behind. Re-perceiving the long-lost warmth.

Syha was silent in silence, her mind still glaring erratically.

The next morning

The woman opened her eyes semi-consciously, trying to gather her life to get up immediately. Alon still seemed to be sleeping quietly, the whole night the man no longer bounced around about his dream.

He immediately got off the bed slowly afraid to wake the man from his sleep, he came out of the room and went down the stairs, seeing uncle Ang was enjoying the dimsum in a bamboo claw. The man seemed to be busy with the newspaper in his hand

Ang looked at the transfixed Syha standing up

"Syha is awake? let's have breakfast", bargain Ang

Syha nodded thanks

"Where's Ayi?" ask Syha

Ang replied "He was at the temple this morning", folding the paper over the table "Come have breakfast, has your husband woken up?"

Syha shook her head slowly

"Ah Alon, he always wakes up during the day when the holidays are like this", said Ang then sip green tea

Syha approached the bench and sat there

Ang said the food "don't bother"

Syha was not used to using chopsticks, she quickly stood up, looking for the spoon and bowl available on the shelf.

While searching, Syha felt the warmth of the body clinging to her buttocks. At first he thought Alon had woken up and questioned himself in front of Ang. When he turned around he saw Ang was throwing a smile, Syha swallowed the saliva, her body goosebumps violently.

"Uncle, do you need anything?", asked Syha a little trepidation.

Ang did not reply, he began to caress the body of the woman before him. Groping each groove and infiltrating inside, Syha who was about to shout silenced by Ang.

She had no power to be raped by her husband's uncle. As Ang began to remove his silence, Syha shouted as hard as possible to ask for help.

But Ang slapped her hard first, not caring if the former slap was left behind. With a bit of ferocity, Ang tried to disarm. His hands kept trying hard to feel the upper and lower body belonging to the wife of his nephew. From the beginning Ang could not resist the cohesion of this woman when she met. Making his lust more peaked, than his wife the old woman no longer excites him.

Before long a loud pull pulled Ang so that he fell to the floor, Alon with a face restrained with anger to beat his uncle. Alon sighed with a murderous gaze, his fist was already preparing to float through the air.

Alon did not accept for the actions of Ang who was about to harass his wife, it was fitting that Syha looked gloomy throughout dinner. It turned out that this was all his uncle.

Syha held Alon to stop "don't, stop". Alon who was ignited released his uncle who was lying with a frightened face, the man insisted on apologizing.

"Sorry uncle Alon didn't mean this" the two palms fused together begging for mercy.

"I apologize to my wife!", Alon sneered in a harsh tone

Ang facing towards Syha "excuse me Syha".

Syha shook her head "don't apologize to me, tell Ayi. He must be very sad to know what uncle did"

Ang seemed to be struggling and confused, before long Ayi entered the house with a dumbfounded face, the house was a little messy, even her husband was on his knees before his nephew?

"Aiyaa? What's the matter??"

Alon hugged his wife's shoulder "just ask Uncle Ang, he wants to tell you something Ayi"

"Honey, let's go to the room there's something I want to talk about", Alon pulled Syha to leave the kitchen.

Syha ducked, her clothes were a little messed up because Ang was trying to strip her.

Arriving at the room, Alon took a sip of medicine as his daily routine. He could not do so, hearing screams from downstairs.

Alon approached Syha who looked gloomy in front of the mattress

"She's touched you anywhere?"

Syha shook her head in surprise "no-one", she replied

Alon with his disbelief unbuttoned the woman's pajamas violently, he dumped her then pulled the pants to leave the internal still wrapped in her body.

"ALOON! What are you doing, stop please don't!", the man doesn't care about his roar.

Alon watched every inch of his wife's body, no trace of kiss or liquid left. Alon took off the bandage that covered the two hemispheres, making Syha increasingly scream hysterically.

Alon remained indifferent, he looked carefully at the two breasts that were shuffled freely, then he removed the bandage that covered the sensitive area at the bottom.

Syha blushed in embarrassment as Alon stared at hers intently, asking her husband to stop the action.

But Alon forced one of his fingers into his burrow of honor, as Syha screamed in pain, the sound of ringing and crying bore witness among them.

Instead of stopping, Alon lifted the two slender thighs to open wider, he actually inserted both fingers to break through deeper.

"Arkhh", the woman looked bellowed, she was not strong enough to withstand the hot sighs from her blood.

Alon stared at his wife's expression that was washed away in pleasure, he was awakened from excessive emotions. Just because it doesn't accept if another man touches hers, she has to do this.

Syha clasped Alon's wrist, her face pitying for forgiveness. The woman continued to bite her lips due to the insistence of the finger that was still not detached from there.

Alon lowered his body to get closer, wanting to feel like he was kissing his wife with satisfaction. For a moment Alon took out his finger from the inside, there was no liquid but his wife's. Thank goodness, Inner Alon

"Take your finger off" Pinta Syha

"If I don't want to?", Alon moved his finger to go inside.

His body stomped out from that crazy move, the unstoppable Alon took off his clothes.

"what do you want to do", attack Syha, she tries to push the man's body away.

"In our agreement there is no prohibition to conduct conjugal relations during marriage"

Syha can only widen her eyes wide, resigned when Alon began to fondle her.