Wrong Room (My Sister-in-law, My Wife )
Chapter 5. Surviving To Be Injured.

Angelina put the rough paper on the dresser in her room. He threw himself on the bed. Then pull the blanket up to the nose. His two almond-colored eyes were staring at the ceiling of the room. As if he could redeem himself to the outside. Because, at this moment the black sky was very clean. The stars scattered without being covered by dark clouds.

However, suddenly the cold gripped his own body. Angelina usually sleeps alone. But this time it all felt different. He was married, not. This morning they had just made a promise. Even if it mixes real irony. A few moments ago, Alan met her on the moon to spend their first night together like most newlyweds.

The man, instead came with an expression without a smile. It was very different, when it was last night. Where the people were, Alan came to him with a beaming face. Even the man looked at her lovingly. Kiss her with passion.

You stupid Angel! He was drunk yesterday. Alan's drunk! That's why he wants to touch you. Now he's conscious. That you were a big mistake in his life. Conscious Angel! You're just a mistake he's trying to fix. Even though no attempt at money can change the events back to the beginning again.

Heard his heart. Angel raises the blanket until now covers the whole of her face. Hey, you won't be able to breathe Angel!

Behind the blanket was Angel, heard crying so badly. Not blaming others, but themselves. He was so foolish as to accept every sweet word of Alan that he knew that night drunk. Also he knew that the man was the husband of his own cousin.

What if the others know. That at the time ... I had absolutely no intention of rejecting any of Alan's treatment of my body. How do they respond if they know the truth. Akhh .. Do I just go?

Angelina quickly lowered the blanket to the stomach. He sat down with a glare in any direction.

"No. It'swrong. Lilian's brother should be happy. I ..." Angelina smothered her own mouth. Her tears were so much. He even used a blanket to wipe the water that seeped from both his eyes and nose.

"I took everything from you, brother. I should've kicked Alan that night. Or I hit him in the head with Mike Bluetooth. Supposedly, I am not that stupid .. so believe that his words are just a mess of people when drunk.

If the brain he has .. when everything he sees uses feelings then immediately your brain and logic are blunt. There are times when the smart man becomes a fool who cries for himself.

Angelina turned her watery gaze down, one hand outstretched to put on the stomach. "I wish. Last night's events didn't leave the seed here. Or it will all get heavier. I beg god. Just leave this mistake to me. No more people getting hurt because of me" Angelina muttered expectantly.

Meanwhile, in the guest room where Alan and Lilian were seen panting. Once in a while Alan rubbed the sweat that flooded his wife's temples and forehead. I don't know how many times they've done that union. Both of them have not achieved satisfaction despite having repeatedly groaned favors.

"Go away. That's enough, Al. I will not be tempted again. You can't have both of us" Lilian turned her face away. When he remembered how the relationship between the two he was again fragile. I just want to cry. If time could be turned back. Later that night Lilian would keep Alan in his room even if he had to tie the man to the iron of their bed.

"I promise, Li. That I'll only have you. And, you'll just have me." Alan said as he looked deeply into Lilian's eyes. Then he pulled the chin of the woman who was still naked to re-sulp the sweetness.

"Enough, Alan. We shouldn't have done this. Angel is the sister I love. I-i-"

"The relationship we have is innocent. Why should I be afraid? I'm the stupid one. Could've been drunk and thought he was you." Alan sat down and gave a firm squeeze to his hair.

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