Was it wrong of me to love you?
Mas Dhafi, how is the stuff not standing?
Emran had the intention to help his babysitter, but his footsteps did not want to go forward to the door, it was not like that how to help Aurelia. Now, his net was aimed at one of the women standing near Aurelia, he swung his hand towards Aurelia, but unfortunately Aurelia's hand punched Faiza in the face with all her might.
“AAUUWW,” cries Faiza in pain as her cheek receives a fist from Aurelia.
“I thought I was quiet with all the accusations you two. And you're Ma'am Faiza! Your mouth is so evil! No morals!” aurelia said raising her voice, while pointing at her cousin's face.
“And you Mas, the more you often do cruel to me, I will not hesitate to report you to the authorities and complain to your parents and your grandfather! And it's so funny you Mas, why care and angry with me that you often accuse of being a mesh lady! Supposedly the person who has a high position in the office has a smart brain, not consumed with unproven speech!” snapped Aurelia pointed at her ferocious face, content to vent her anger, the young lady, stepped her feet rushing into the room and locked her up.
While Dhafi who still looks fierce and furious wants to catch up with Aurelia, but Faiza's hand held back. “Enough Mas ngapaiin also pursued by your fucking wife, mending this medicine my face Mas, he was punching my cheek, it hurts,” complained Faiza with her grimacing face, then she hugged Dhafi tightly.
“Eeerggh ... make it a hassle!” dhafi growled as he stared at his wife.
Netra Emran again widened when she saw the figure of a woman who was beside Dhafi. “Not that she's a woman who works in a coffee shop!” inner Emran began to be more curious, but for tonight was enough curiosity, by sneaking off the terrace of Dhafi's house and then rushed to his car, then drove his car away from the Dhafi residence.
“So Aurelia his wife Dhafi, a husband who has a big salary to let his wife work as a nanny then insult his own wife as a mesh lady. Aurelia may also experience KDRT, pity. What's up with the marriage of the two of them!” murmured Emran himself, along the way to his mansion many things stuck in his mind.
While inside Aurelia's room for the time being relieved to be spared Dhafi's rampage, and for a moment she thought it might be better for her to stay in the mansion, but if she lived in the mansion it would be hard to gather evidence of her husband's cruelty. “For a while I have to stay strong in this house first until I record the crimes and their adultery to be reported to the police station, not that I already have a new phone that can record it.” He will be given Emran's mobile phone which he can use.
Before she threw herself down, Aurelia revealed her shirt and saw the part of her waist that was getting throbbing due to the impact, the bruises of Dhafi's scar the other day were still imprinted, now more pain. She grimaced looking at it from the mirror reflection of the dressing table, then she took the ointment to apply to her waist.
Faiza asked Dhafi to go up to the 2nd floor and not let her husband follow her honeymoon even though he said he only wanted to ask for further explanation and wanted to scold her, whatever form of reason, Dhafi is still a threat of danger to Faiza, because according to her increasingly intense meeting and just alone then surely her husband will be tempted with Aurelia, because according to her, moreover, his grandfather Dhafi has asked for a great-granddaughter to Dhafi and Aurelia. Indirectly she has helped Aurelia not to be tortured by her husband, but still Dhafi's thoughts still concern her legitimate wife, especially her ego who wants to know who the man who drove her home.
Arriving at the two of them in Dhafi's room, Faiza immediately pushed the man's body to crash on the bed and then he climbed Dhafi's body, by showing a contortion of his body shape he devoured the lips of his sir husband.
Actually Dhafi was a bit disgusted to see the face of his sir wife, but because of the body contortion and ferocity of Faiza's lips that still smeared her lips, she became lulled, let alone the intimate part of her in swipes by the intimate part of Faiza.
“I will satisfy Mas tonight,” Faiza said after releasing her pagutan, then she stared fully damba sir's husband, Dhafi just muttered resignedly, and let his sir wife satisfy him, after all, his brain now needs to heal for a moment with satisfaction in bed.
Seeing Dhafi helpless and according to him, he crept like a lizard down, his hands guerrilla open the clasp rope and zipper Dhafi trousers. After succeeding his hand nimblely took out Dhafi's furniture. She said, she took it, her husband's withered furniture dikulum, there were about five minutes she tried to wake up the furniture that always gave pleasure to her body.
Dhafi began to wonder why the furniture is not awake and there is no tingling or sensation of any kind, usually if it has been stimulated by Faiza the longer it will wake up and stand firm.
Faiza looked up and looked at Dhafi. “Mas Dhafi why your goods do not stand alone?”
The man's face began to panic, then woke up from his bed and put away Faiza who was still on top of his waist. His hands began to sequence his furniture in an up and down motion, and there remained no response. Netra Faiza was also still looking at her husband's furniture with her anxious face.
“Do not-don't goods Mas Dhafi start impotent!” exciting Faiza.
Dhafi straightened his head and stared at Faiza. “Don't just say yes you, get out of my room too!” shouts Dhafi emotion, no half-hearted anger until his face reddened. Which man is not hurt if you say the furniture is impotent.
“But Mas.”
Dhafi's heart is no longer because of it, after Faiza came out of her room she tried solo career in the bathroom, to make sure that the furniture is fine.
“Aarggh ... Come on you should be able to wake up, where maybe I'm suddenly impotent!” exclaim Dhafi himself while arranging his furniture.
A few minutes later. “AAKHH!” shouts of frustration Dhafi sees his furniture has not woken up yet either.
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The next day ...
At 5 am, Aurelia was already seen getting ready for work, today she deliberately set off sooner in order to avoid her husband with her cousin. Aurelia deliberately carried a small bag containing a change of clothes, just in case she wanted to stay at the mansion. When he came out of the room he was grateful that the house was still quiet, so he could get out of the house safely.
At about 6am Aurelia had reached the Emran mansion, the young woman rushed in through the side door, and immediately went to the room to pick up her uniform that she would wash in the laundry room.
“Wow is great, it seems like there is a nanny who is looking for the attention of a big master here apparently!” chirp Rida who is not friendly.
Aurelia turned her head back to her shoulder, and looked strangely at Rida. “What do Mbak Rida mean?” aurelia asked who did not know anything.
The not-so-beautiful woman eroded her distance while shaking her waist. “You were last night tempted by Mr. Emran so you could be escorted home, right?” ask Rida cynically.
Aurelia gave a long sigh. “Sorry Mbak Rida seemed to have misjudged, I did not tease Mr. Emran at all. But it is true Mr. Emran drove me home, but before I had rejected it,” Aurelia replied so honestly.
Rida smiled cynically, and patted Aurelia's right shoulder. “Do not refute Aurelia, you are not much different from the previous young master's nanny, with your compassionate face used to seek mercy from the great master alone! I don't know your ruse! It's free status already has a husband but it turns out the itchy woman who wants to find another man! It was still lacking with her own husband's scratch!” rida was so spicy.
The young woman straightened her eyes, and looking at Rida's face, she did not expect to find anyone similar to Faiza.
“I'm here to work, not to tease any man who's here, let alone flirt with Mr Emran, I still know my ethics and position here! Take that, Miss Rida!” answer firmly Aurelia.
The young woman then came out of the room deliberately nudged Rida's shoulder, and no longer cared about the cynical gaze of her co-worker.
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