Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 82 Now Ojan Is Crazy
Samsiah is shocked to hear of Ojan's failed eyeball transplant operation.
Instead of having his eyes back to normal, Ojan looks strangely creepy.
The car driven by Ojan almost hit the motor. And it turns out that Soleh's own son-in-law was almost a victim of the driver who drove because of the meaning of Ojan along the way.
Arriving at home, Ojan also vent his emotions on the wife who actually looks more beautiful and youthful.
Ojan is increasingly upset that the handsome face that used to be so adored Samsiah turned ugly with one eye. Very much like the one-eyed Dajjal demon with a creepy face and gimbal curls.
Ojan was really upset when Samsiah refused him to have intercourse right then and there.
After all the household furniture that became a gold colored glass cabinet decoration Samsiah collection destroyed Ojan.
Brueenggg
Wrestling
The gombrengg!!!
Prorgasm
Samsiah was terrified with her body standing in the corner of the room.
"Open your shirt! Open up!!!" hardik Ojan on Samsiah who held back crying a mouthful.
"Open up!!! Where is your dedication as a wife to your husband? Whereabouts? Seeking reward you refuse! Wh why? Because my face is now ugly? Like the Dajjal devil? Huh uh?!? You even beautify yourself! Undress you! I said open it! Or should I tear off your thin clothes inviting that orgasm!?"
Samsiah according to.
Slowly He took off one by one strands by strands. Until only daleman remains.
"Hm. What are you doing with your chest? The operation? Why is getting bigger and firmer making me cry no longer able to vent this desire!?!"
Ojan pulls Samsiah's hand.
Hugged his wife's body tightly and forcibly opened Samsiah's breastplate hook.
"Mas... Dear Abi! Dear Umi's ashes! Hik hik... Umi's love is only for Abi! But we are no longer young. The desire to do this activity is no longer what it used to be. That's normal, my dear!"
"How can you resist the urge not to ask me for your inner living? How did you work around it? Whereas you used to lash out in anger if I went out to hang out with my frat friends last night. You said you were cold! You said, you want me to always be spoiled! Now then?! You never even told me to miss! You don't care about me anymore! Do you have an affair???" ojan shouted making Samsiah's eyes blink in fear.
His face was as pale as a corpse.
Worried that the forbidden relationship that he lived with berondongnya sweetness that is none other than the sister-in-law of his daughter-in-law until it was discovered the husband.
Samsiah started to take steps.
He showered ciu+an into Ojan's body with indiscriminate lust.
Trying to provoke the desire of bir+hi The Husband to forget what he just said.
Ojan fishing.
But unfortunately, he is no longer the old Ojan.
Which is easy to lust and immediately bring Samsiah to the bed.
Now his body is really frail with an unsightly visual appearance. Completely God has given him punishment when his age seems to still be long.
Ojan just mere?as-rem+s pay++++ with very rough to vent hasr+t his soul blindly.
His lips also with makeshift strength along the entire curve of Samsiah's body that increasingly excites++kan but can not be completed Ojan like in his prime first.
As a result, the bite of his teeth attached to every inch of the body of the wife who cried in pain.
Ojan was physically tortured without realizing it.
That is if someone is no longer able to channel his hasr++ biol+++ correctly.
Torture becomes the path taken to get satisfaction.
Samsiah could only fall back on her back with tears breaking down to endure the pain and soreness of her software.
For a long time he cried in silence while Ojan slept soundly with his body face down next to him.
Her husband had turned into a monster. Ojan deserves if Samsiah nicknamed the monster because of his depraved behavior which is now more perfect.
Truly a consistent satanic cult. So Samsiah cursed in heart.
An hour later, he woke up and walked to the bathroom.
The pain, pain and pain made Samsiah more destroyed when he looked at his body in the bathroom mirror.
Traces without which Ojan left make a smooth white body like an Australian horse attacked by malaria mosquitoes. Red-red everywhere.
Samsiah was crying.
"Darling! Samsay!!! What was? You want to add more? You still don't feel satisfaction? Come baby! Comeon! We'll do it one more time!"
The sound of Ojan's call came from the bed.
Samsiah shut her mouth. He held back the crying until he made his chest tight.
"My dear? Sam..., Baby!"
"I'm very satisfied, Mom! Puaaass once!" samsiah answered from the bathroom.
"Hehehe..thank God! Then, I can sleep well now! And you don't have to ask for more. Because we've been married for decades. It is not a year and two years that should be shy about asking for rations. Hehe..."
Samsiah fell silent with tears flowing.
His broken body was drawn by the bite of Ojan who did not use feelings.
Bathing is the best option to relieve the pain of the heart and his body that feels cringed.
Samsiah slowly picked up her clothes from the closet.
Occasionally he turned to Ojan who had been slumbering, even to the sound of his snoring.
Samsiah was determined to escape.
Want to find a lover of his heart who used to pamper himself when lonely.
Tito's.
He and Tito had just returned home at seven in the morning.
After staying overnight at a motel in the area around Jogja on hunting grounds looking for clothes to sell in boutiques.
"Mom!" Giman's wife who worked for his family said hello.
"St! If Ojan wakes up and looks for me, just tell him I'm looking at Juria!" tukas Samsiah made Tika just nod.
Tika was tidying up the shattered items in the living room as Ojan went berserk before venting them on Samsiah.
She and her husband, who is none other than Ojan's cousin, have been witnesses of the household and the intricacies of the couple.
Only a thousand languages could remain as his family needed work and money from the proceeds of the attack on Ojan and his family.
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