Womb of Rebutant
The Ruckus of Dilla and Yanti
Arta takes good care of Risma. He had just come home and not to mention bathing or eating, he had found his wife falling lying on the floor.
At this time Arta had just finished bathing after taking care of Risma first. He approached Risma and touched her forehead.
"Alhamdulillah was a little quiet. If only Bi Iyem and Yanti did not leave, of course Risma would not be like this. Huft.." Arta sighed.
He came out after making sure Risma was a bit quiet.
He went down to coincide with Bik Iyem and Yanti had just entered with a bag of groceries. Arta furrowed her eyebrows seeing Dilla following the two of them.
"Bring up all my groceries! Put it in bed, after that cook dinner for me and Arta. Ck. Arta's fucking wife's one day not out of the room! I don't know what he's done to the point of not coming out. I am going hungry today. And as his punishment because he didn't cook for me and you too. You three can't eat except me and Arta!"
The deg!
Arta hardened her jaw. He came down with quick steps. But only three steps of the ladder that he passed already seen Yanti's attitude changed completely.
Bruock!
Dilla was surprised, he glared at Yanti who was now challenging him with the way the papaer bag he threw on the floor and also Dilla's face.
"You...!!"
"What! Want to slap me? Da? There is me who will beat you! If I do not respect you in front of the neighbors by saying if the dictionary brother Risma, then from now on I have stuffed your mouth with all your groceries! Heh! you think I'd bring all your groceries?? Weepy! I am not going to! If it wasn't for Risma, I'd have kicked you out of this house since you set foot in this house!" ketus Yanti on Dilla who made Arta's wife was very furious with the maid at Arta's house.
Dilla felt very angry with Yanti. "Basic fucking bitches!! Pembokat No morality! Indeed yes, if the lowly attitude and behavior are also lowly! It's chic!" hina Dilla stared cynically at Yanti who was now looking at her with a mocking look.
"You think you're so noble?! Until I have to submit and obey you?! Remember who you are Miss Dilla! You are a wild woman! Mu ra han!"
Ddduuuaarrr!
Flinched Dilla heard it. He took a step forward and extended his hand to Yanti's cheek.
Plaque!
Plaque!
Plaque!
Yanti fell to her feet with her lips ripped slightly from a hard slap from Dilla.
Arta stepped down quickly. But only three steps up the ladder, again and again Farhan's wife can overcome and handle Dilla.
He laughed sinisterly as Dilla slapped him until the tip of his lips was torn and spit out fresh blood.
"Ck! It can be seen clearly at this moment who you are Faradilla Hermawan! Outer women love to open their thighs to any man! And yes, you are Mu ra han!!!" Hina Yanti again.
Arta chuckles to hear Yanti insult Dilla who is right.
"Sat bang! Shitamann!! Sek breng! Dare you insult me huh?!! Who are you to insult me! You're just a maid here!" he screeched so hard that he woke up Risma who was sleeping.
"Sstt.. Bang Arta's.. Ouch.." He still felt dizzy in his head.
"Haha.. I am indeed a petrifier, but an honorable maid! I don't open my thighs like you do out there to men who aren't your mahram! I'm a laundress, but I'm not your ra han like you!!" hina Yanti made Dilla tighten her jaw even more.
Dilla was getting angry to hear Yanti's words that were deliberately insulting her.
"Aaaarrrhgtt.. Shitdiamann!! You and the people in this house are not holy! You guys are the same as me! Goddamn bum!! Shitdarnn!!" it was Dilla who made Arta's blood boil that likened everyone in this house to her.
"Silence you are Dilla!! You've only been here for two days, you've made a scene!"
The deg!
The deg!
Dilla stared as she heard Arta's voice from the top of the stairs.
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...Marhaban Ya Ramadhan.....
...welcome to perform fasting for those who practice it. Keep your health so that our fasting runs and gets abundant rewards. 🤲🙏🙏...