Trapped With The Jelita
Almost caught

The two stared at each other with the condition of the body still met with everything that was done just finished but they seemed reluctant to parse the closeness, the closeness, especially the man who had not seemed to shift from above the woman.

Eyes and breath are still clashing with each other in their minds about how this incident could happen again, Ipul seems to have turned into a figure of a bastard who can fuck a woman without marrying her first.

"There's something coming," Ralen's voice sounded loud enough to say it until Ipul was forced to cover his mouth with his hands.

They both heard the sound of a door opening out there and Ipul's ears caught a crackling of steps that seemed like not just one person but possibly two.

Ipul immediately got away from Ralen's body, "To the bathroom," he ordered Ralen who immediately picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom.

While Ipul immediately wear all his clothes scattered around the bed, wearing it quickly.

"There is no Ma'am" said Safiq, who accompanied the Queen in search of Ralen.

He got word from Safiq that Ralen was not working when he himself had seen with his eyes that Ralen went into the office building and did not see Ralen coming out anyway he had time to check ralen's motorbike and the motorbike are still in the parking lot.

"Irman's boss isn't in this room anymore, is he?" ask the Queen to make sure.

"He has moved to the 5th floor" Safiq said.

"Whose laptop is that? then this has.."

"Here I am" Ipul surprised the two men who were bewitching because of his appearance from inside the room that was closed, taking the suit that was in the hands of the Queen that he had just let go on the floor.

"What are you doing here?" tanya Ipul put her suit back on with a calm face.

"Just look around" said Safiq.

"This is a working hour which is okay, after all this company is not a museum or mall that can be seen, you should continue your work," ipul orders by putting on a firm face so that both employees are afraid.

"Sorry sir" said the Queen and Safiq at the same time.

"Here come out," pushed Ipul did not want the two too long in the room.

Ipul immediately closed the door behind him when the Queen was trying to peek into the room that had witnessed what he and Ralen had done very consciously without any coercion from either party.

"Come on Ma'am." Safiq forcefully pulled the Queen out of the room rather than getting into trouble later for daring to go against the orders of the superior.

"Lo didn't see that?" the Queen asked when Safiq had just closed the door.

"See what?" safiq said as he walked towards the pantry.

"Lo's time didn't see Fiq, though," the Queen looked upset.

"Where can you see, the boss is alone at the door so!" Safiq looks more nyolot do not want to lose to the Queen.

"Don't you see what the hell?" ask again.

"That's Mr. Boss, his shirt is tangled and I peeked into the room, the mattress was a mess when the pillow was on the floor" explained the Queen about what she saw.

Although Ipul tried to get in the way but it turns out the Queen had already seen what was in the rest room.

"Most Boss abis sleep naturally only when messy," said Safiq.

"What kind of sleep do all the bed contents scatter on the floor? what sleep is war? You think you are!" The queen jerked in annoyance and left Safiq who was still very clueless with what the Queen was talking about.

Safiq raised his shoulders because he really did not understand the purpose of this conversation of the woman beside him.

Ipul locked the door of his room so that no one could enter again and sighed in relief because his actions had almost been discovered fortunately he and Ralen heard the arrival of the Queen and Safiq, and then he breathed a sigh, otherwise they would be caught in a state of oppressing each other and not wearing anything, and certainly Ralen will be immediately considered a cheap woman who slept with her own boss when she was the one who was so lustful that it was out of control and gave a cradle until Ralen finally dissolved with her.

Ralen pacing around in the room did not dare to come out even though he knew outside there was only an Ipul.

Ralen was confused how to show his face this time after what they did earlier, this was the second time and he was not in a drunk state that meant he was conscious while doing it, conscious of letting the man feel himself again and very conscious as he felt how his body floated feeling touch by touch was also conscious when the man took it out inside..

Ralen's eyes widened thinking of the meaning this had twice the man took out inside, then in an instant the cold ambushed him imagining the thing he didn't want to happen.

"What if you get pregnant?" Ralen bit her lip confused as to how she faced her parents if she was pregnant before Ipul married her.

While outside the Ipul is talking to someone through a mobile phone, "the question in the office why?" ask the person who asked about him.

"Now too? later just go home from work." it could be reasonable work when what he did was to train people's children.

"Yes now! but I take a shower first." Pulul punched the table because his mouth carelessly talk makes his interlocutor who is very smart in thinking was immediately suspicious of him.

Ipul immediately turned off the phone when the voice of the woman across there shrieked high hearing what he said.

Confessing at the office but at half-ten instead said want to take a shower is not this very unnatural?

"Campus me! Zara wouldn't believe me if I said hot, in this office there's AC!" Ipul tightened his jaw because soon he will be cursed by his friend.

******

Zara had been waiting very anxiously for the arrival of Ipul along with Ralen, earlier he also asked Ipul to invite and the woman he had talked to Aunt Riska.

He booked a private room in a restaurant in the center of the capital.

When the door of the room opened, Zara stood up and quickly carried her bag to the person she was waiting for.

Buk up!

Buk up!

Without further ado floated his bag into the body of the man who complained and tried to protect himself from the sudden attack that Zara launched.

While a woman who came with the man just remained motionless watching the events that happened so quickly in front of his eyes, he was in shock but could not make him help a man who was overwhelmed with bag-wielding attacks.

"Lo is crazy! no brain! my thoughts are not there, I'm just as good as Saipul Gunawan!"

"Sorry Za Sorry, I'm khilaf," I Ipul made Ralen stare at him.

The woman did not understand why Ipul had to apologize and she also felt familiar with the face of the woman who was now beating the man next to her, was this woman not her lover? ralen's brain begins to guess making him strengthen himself if reality is the truth.

Being screwed by a man who already has a lover even before they just repeated the same thing, ah Ralen feels to be an evil woman who has taken people's lovers.

"The name of the khilaf is only once Pul, if until Lo repeated again it's called Lo doyan!" a woman with a beautiful face but looks fierce at the same time.

Ralen did not want to linger in that place, he wanted to leave not want to watch the quarrels of lovers.

"Where are you going?" Iul held his hand as he was about to step.

"Go home, I have no business here" said Ralen.

Zara stopped her punch and looked at the woman who was still wearing the work uniform that had been standing next to Ipul.

Zara sighed then tidied up her clothes, "we need to talk three," Zara said at last then grabbed Ralen's hand and took her to sit down.

Now they were sitting three of Ipul with Ralen while Zara was sitting on the front bench like an investigator interrogating two suspects.

The three looked serious and here Ralen finally knew that the woman in front of him was the wife of Brother's cousin Ipul, making him very relieved for not seizing anyone.

The pulse was sorting the base of his nose, really he had to think hard with the advice that Zara gave.

"Gue can not Za if married without Papa, Papa has always said that he wants to see my marriage because I am the only child," said Ipul did not agree with Zara's request.

"But Mama Lo has agreed to Pul, he is okay if Lo marries Ralen as soon as possible," said Zara again continue to convince Saipul which sometimes is annoying.

Ipul shook his head weakly without caring that there was a woman who saw and heard all the answers was disappointed.

"If Papa Lo hadn't realized for a long time how?" lecar Zara showed a piercing eye look.

"Gue will keep waiting, I will not marry." said Ipul.

It was certain by now what Ralen felt like, his two eyes had even trembled and started to condense.

Plaque!

Zara hit Ipul on the head tightly until his own hand was hot.

"Lo don't think she's pregnant? You want to have a child without marriage!" zara's attack displays emotion.

Ipul jerks at Zara then turns to Ralen who is currently pointing while squeezing his fingers.

"Lo must be responsible Pul, Om Irman will also understand, as a parent he will even be much happier if you are responsible for the actions that you have done, Lo, and who knows after Lo marah Om Irman will realize," said Zara persuaded the man in front who continued to look at the woman beside her.

"Gue still can not say everything is the same Aunt Riska, but if you have really hard to say, I will not hesitate to say what you have done with Ralen, let Lo see for yourself how disappointed Aunt Riska is with Lo, Aunt Riska's disappointment about the behavior of the only child she's always been proud of." Zara had really become so infinitely upset with Ipul that she intended to leave that place that had been so hot.

"OK, I will marry Ralen as soon as possible," said Ipul finally who made Zara breathe a sigh of relief.

"Two days," Zara said.

Ipul's eyes widened, "no speed?"

"That's even too long, because I don't believe in the same elo, I'm sure Lo will ngaku khilaf continue later if not immediately married!" ketus Zara made Ipul feel very stuck with his words.

And this time Ipul let Ralen and Zara talk together, talk between women and from heart to heart, while he was busy replying to a message from Damar who had sent an important email about the company.

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