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The IMMT Eps 78
Dariel pinched his temple slowly trying to dispel his thoughts about Andrea. Ever since he recovered from the coma the spirit of his life was like lost with the time that passed.
Dariel just woke up from his fake sleep. He had trouble sleeping last night. Ever since her mother handed her the box containing the pictures of Andrea for her Dariel was increasingly troubled by longing for the flames of anger.
"Andrea left this to Mama, for you. Said he wanted to give it to you on your birthday but you were in a coma.." said Mrs Lee as her hand thrust Andrea's hand at Dariel last night while her son was in his room wanting to accompany David, Aletta was away not knowing where. Dariel. Unlock contents.
The corners of Dariel's lips lifted into a smile when the first sheet was opened showing a picture of a pair of young people staring at the stars, Dariel remembered this moment, that was the moment he met Andrea that night and asked Uncle Peto for his blessing to marry her. They're chatting for a while outside. Enjoy night. The second sheet opened, Dariel still smiling. The moment when he hugged Andrea's body from behind after finishing with their sex activities the first day of the diapartement. In the heart Dariel praised his wife's drawing talent, his face drawn very exactly to the original.
Lady Lee who occasionally glanced at Dariel smiled. She realizes her son has been captivated by women other than Aletta for a long time. But he also did not want to propose anything, Aletta also hurt here. Moreover, Andrea's message that would not allow her to tell Dariel her whereabouts. Mrs Lee himself had a headache with this three-sided love story. He left everything to the creator.Following the flow.
The next sheet shows pictures as they watch the cinema, when Andrea is sick and Dariel scolds her, while on the beach, playing in the water and building a sand castle, as Dariel lies unconscious in the hospital, everything is the story that Andrea put into the picture. Dariel likes everything. The last of them was the discovery of a handwritten letter by Andrea.
Even though our relationship is short I will always remember everything we've been through, up to any moment. Thank you for your time. Happy birthday to my handsome husband!
Dariel's heart rippled. If it wasn't for her Mama it was likely that she would be shedding tears right now. Damn it, why can that one woman easily turn her feelings back. Acting as if to love but leaving him too.
Akh, I missed you naughty wife!!
Continued until this morning. Dariel glanced next to him, the place next to him was empty, Aletta had already left her feet from the bed. The specks of rain out there are getting countless how many falls. Through his sense of hearing Dariel knew it had gone through a lot of water that wet the earth. Dariel daydreams.
The sound of the window opening made Dariel turn his head, his beautiful eyes catching one of the prettiest female figures ever to fill his life. The woman who managed to take his spirit. Andrea. When he saw the window, Andrea stood up and spread her hands, letting her magnetic face wash away in the rain.
Dariel rubbed his eyes many times. Doubt whether he saw Andrea or just the illusion.
"Rea.." murmured Dariel as if convinced this was real after it was felt Andrea never disappeared. Andrea looked over, smiling.
"You're here..?" Dariel rose from his seat. There is no obstacle whatsoever when before his legs were still a little stiff, not functioning properly since he was aware of the coma. Andrea nodded slowly.
"missed me?" Andrea grazing naughty. Damn it looks so alluring in Dariel's eyes. The transparent white dress she wore made the man's eyes hot. For a moment Dariel was glued. Andrea flicked her finger in a seductive gesture telling Dariel to get close to her, not thinking twice that Dariel had stepped closer to his young wife. Andrea draped her two hands over Dariel's waist as soon as they faced each other.
"What are you doing naughty wife, your face is getting wet!" Dariel rubbed the remains of water on Andrea's face with his thumb. For a moment he felt dejavu. "and what clothes are you wearing this, makes me want to tear it up immediately!" Andrea laughed lightly not answering. Hugged that mighty body. Dariel replied that he was not less tight. Smell at the top of Andrea's head, feel again the fragrance of his wife's hair.
"I know you're coming back to me, you love me too, right?" Andrea nodded in Dariel's arms. Make her husband's heart flower.
"Sir, why don't you eat right, you look skinny tauu!"
"Aren't you mad at me?" look up. Dariel shook his head, with ease Dariel betrayed his mind. Dariel hated to admit this but he had indeed been defeated by his heart, He was very angry before, Andrea left him and their son without his consent, he said, but after seeing Andrea's face again the anger that originally controlled his mind as if lost replaced with a sense of longing that is also the same power, affection, desire to have. Dariel doesn't understand. He can't be angry right now. Delayed smooth cheeks Andrea with fingers.
"David looks a lot like you, right? I'm envious.." Andrea's one-handed move was playing Dariel's pajama buttons. "Master, if David is on your side, then I want a girl who looks like me." smiling seductively. Dariel knows what that means. The man pulled one corner of his lips. Andrea's face was covered with both hands.
"You are my bad wife! I miss you, give me mine." And as fast as lightning, taste wild, reddish lips full of temptation, Andrea's. Like a dry river just drenched in rain again, so now his thirst is wet again by love. Dariel ruled, not wanting to let go.
"Darling! Why are you standing there?" Aletta's voice instantly resuscitated Dariel. The man gasped and his eyeballs circled around him, making Aletta frown. Aletta who had just finished her bath approached her husband who was standing by the window.
"Why open the window? Water in!" Aletta closed the open window again. But for a moment he was stunned. Looks like something's weird. Aletta glanced at Dariel who was still confused. The woman's eyeballs stared fixedly at her husband from head to toe.
"Darling, you, can you walk? Your legs aren't stiff anymore?! Aaaaay!" Aletta gave a happy cry and immediately spat out Dariel's pettiness.
"Yes God.. You surprise me! Thank you dear.." dyed Dariel's cheek. "I told Mama this good thing!" Aletta ran out of the room. Leaving Dariel glued to his place. His body is here but his mind is wandering in search of Andrea. Andrea was with him, right? So it's just a hallucination? Dariel was upset, he put a few walled fists. Leave fresh blood coming from the torn skin of his hands.
"Akkhhhh!!!" Dariel ruffled his hair in frustration. "Where are you?!! How dare you play me!! Why is it driving me crazy?! I'm not gonna let you run Rea! Even to the end of the world I will chase you! I promise, I'll pull you myself! akh!" put your feet in the air.
Aletta who had just returned from downstairs to meet her in-laws was astonished and shocked to find Dariel who was visibly holding back angrily sitting on the bed with her injured hand.
"Darling, what's going on? Why your hand?" Dariel was silent and did not answer. Aletta quickly searched for a medicine box to treat Dariel's hand wound. Carefully he did. Dariel stared fixedly at Aletta who was sitting quietly below him. The woman's hand was still busy wrapping bandages when it arrived Dariel grasping his fingers lentiknya stop Aletta's activities, making Aletta look astonished.
"Why? I'm not done yet.."
"I'm sorry Ale," Aletta furrowed her brows.
"You why, hm? Is something going on?" Dariel nodded slowly. "What's? Tell me.. I'll help you finish it"
"Something happens..." Dariel hung his sentence. He was prepared for the consequences if Aletta heard later. After one breath escaped, he continued. "...I don't love you anymore."
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Sorry about gaje ya. Hehe. Do not fight also yes because of belain camp each 2 😁