Married a Friend's Husband Because He Was Fuck
3: Pe-lacur Class Snapper

“I really don't think, Nit. You know me more than anyone. Everything I actually told you included everything related to my husband. But now I really feel the assumption, that the closest people like you do not know themselves!” Azelia. “Heart intention to trick two men at once, uh you again less hockey!”

Arnita who was still holding onto her left cheek using both hands, gradually sighed softly. “I'm really sorry Li. Please forgive me, please help me divorce from your husband.”

“For you to show off, feel victorious because you've slept with my husband?” while cross-sectioned and looking up to be able to look at the face of Arnita who was taller than him, he said, “You want to show off, have slept with my husband and until married, You want to show off, until you feel you have conquered our household?” He grinned, and he could make sure his look this time was immediately vile. “Great you indeed, Nit! This way of yours doesn't just make you a pe-la-kor! Because of your achievements this can make you a big-class prostitute!”

“Don't expect you to get divorced from my husband for whatever reason! You must stay here, so that you feel the romance and sweetness of our relationship because it's a punishment for a high class prostitute like you!” Azelia gets more emotional even though she can still control her voice to stay smooth.

Without complaining, expressing feelings as well as the destruction of his life which is really tragic after the trap he experienced with his best friend's husband and it was on his wedding day, which is the, Arnita grabbed her tote backpack from next to their bed together. Now, they were indeed in the guest room of the residence of Restu and Azelia. Restu said the room became Arnita's temporary room, before Restu found a decent place to stay for Arnita.

Although not much to say let alone make promises as well as calming, Restu's way of finding a place to live for Arnita, asserting the man did have the intention to be responsible. Restu tried as fair as possible to them even though the man was sure, he was framed. However, despite the fact that Arnita's position is safe, not with Azelia who must have been hurt. Because the husband who usually only focused on taking care of Azelia, now also have to take care of other women who have also become wives. Now, inevitably Azelia must share the husband. This fact also makes Arnita try to understand the emotions of an Azelia and she believes very disappointed, really hurt.

Now, Azelia suddenly panicked because she believed Arnita would leave. Azelia was reckless to squeeze the par of her right cheek using her right hand, with all her might. Then after that, he deliberately shouted, roaring. “That's so good of you, Nit! Why did you get to tam-par me?” when Restu finally came.

Restu came running very fast, making Arnita surprised for the second time, after previously, Arnita almost hangers because Azelia suddenly screamed hysterically while several times pounding her own right cheek. Azelia who was recklessly injuring herself made Arnita shudder in horror. Arnita's heart beats very fast. Wanting to get closer and stop, he was afraid that Azelia who was very not okay was losing control.

Lia desperately hurt herself just to get rid of me? Loh, why does it have to be like this? Didn't she help me get divorced from her husband? arnita ketar-ketir. Especially when finally, Azelia approached Restu who was standing on the lip of the door next to her.

“Mas ...,” whining Azelia still tearfully. His right hand is still holding his right cheek. Then, he deliberately buried his body including his head in the chest of the field of the husband, asking for attention as well as special protection from the man.

Restu's worries become replaced with seriousness. The thick-browed man grabbed Azelia's right hand, then stared intently at her first wife's right cheek and was initially covered in her right hand. Azelia still looked at him with helplessness. The woman looks very hurt.

“You squeezed-par your own cheeks?” lirih Restu astonished. “Now, your former right hand too. If it was Nita who did it, it should be on the left cheek because Nita's left hand only carries a backpack, and the shape of your fingers is clearly different,” explained Restu.

Azelia was speechless. Unexpectedly, a Restu became very careful in assessing everything, until the charade was immediately revealed.

Restu immediately shook his head slowly but firmly. “Give me time, just a day so I can take care of my case!” begingly.

“Then, I'm gone. From the beginning I asked you not to marry me. Enough of my talent and it will set you free from our relationship! There is not the slightest I intend to mermaize your relationship,” said Arnita deliberately pamit. He still spoke softly, not wanting to create a commotion that would certainly only make it more bo-broken in the eyes of people.

“You also do not do that, dong .. what people say, if you go let alone roam outside?” pusu Restu still said softly because after all, in the village where he lived every house is close. Of course, some sort of speech is guarded like now, it can be heard outside.

“I won't wander, Mas! I'm really going to go and you can hold my word!” arnita asserted that although honestly, Restu's words that asked him not to roam outside, again made his heart hurt. Because even before, Arnita is typical of home children who will only go out of the house for important business.

“Let me just one day to take care of our case!” resolute Restu.

Unlike when to Azelia, to Arnita, Restu to snarl. The fact that immediately made Azelia lowered her head while smiling happily. Azelia finds herself more important to Restu than Arnita.

Another with Azelia, Arnita who despite feeling increasingly vulnerable due to the clash of Restu just now, just trying to be patient. Because in fact, although Restu is much more handsome at the same time mature if in terms of good looks as well as physical, Arnita is not at all interested in Restu let alone Arnita know, Restu husband of Azelia. The blessing of men's husbands, and still so even now, the destiny of life has bound them in a marriage.

“Alright, .. I'll wait. But after this case is finished, I really want a divorce,” said Arnita.

No meaningful response. Restu did not return to voice. Only Azelia secretly glanced fiercely at Arnita before the woman herded, taking the husband away from there.

Arnita exhaled a long breath through her mouth after she was sure, Azelia and Restu actually left from there. He looked back, intentionally making sure. True, both are gone. Immediately he stepped quickly to close the door then to lock it. The fast pace that he still accustomed, although the wound in his femininity due to his purity as a woman was gone, incised excessive pain in each of them also stepped over.

Then, all Arnita did was take a bath, clean up because from the beginning of waking up, he had not cleaned himself at all. Because let alone take a bath, just tidying up the origin of long wavy hair, he has not done it. Including just cleaning the corner of his eyes from a kind of belek, also not at all Arnita did so confused as well as hit.

Now, under the warm water from the shower above, Arnita deliberately mused. Arnita will really just wait, undergo her marriage until Restu successfully investigated their case. The rest, there is no permission, Arnita will go, do not want to be part of Azelia or Restu again.