Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Like terror.
"Hiks hyks..."
"Don't, please let me go"
The sound of screams and cries of women can now be heard clearly, he stepped his feet in the place where he was and Roy tortured humans because the source of the sound that seemed to be heard from that place.
He opened the door and was surprised to find the shadow of Shirleen who had been standing in the doorway of their house was now tied to a chair with more dire conditions.
It was as if it seemed real making his feet step on their own wanting to ascertain what he was seeing this time.
Their eyes met, Shirleen seemed to shower her heart with pain, Jason could see and feel it as if Shirleen was suffering so much right now.
Getting closer, now that he was in front of Shirleen, he closed his eyes before actually touching the body. And sure enough for the second time the real-like shadow again disappeared.
He cursed in his heart, wanting to rebel but as if there was nothing he could do, he even felt strange to himself who kept thinking bad things so that it might make him start hallucinating.
But no he had absolutely no thought that Shirleen would end up like that real shadow.
His body began to break out in cold sweat, he could not continue like this everything had to be resolved immediately.
He rushed out of the basement, he was going to end this.
The car began to creep, this time slowly Jason did not want because too panicked could instead cause this kind of thing, prolonged hallucinations about his wife.
"Aaaaaaaa" the car squeaked, Jason spontaneously shouted, as it seemed he was about to hit someone. And what surprised him even more was that the person he almost hit was very similar to Shirleen.
He was still neutralizing his heart and starting to clarify his vision again, sure enough someone who resembled his wife or perhaps indeed his wife, indeed, she saw the beautiful-looking Shirleen wearing a suit the first time they met in the park.
Shirleen was smiling at him, a smile that was currently always filling her days.
He rushed to open the door, and once again someone who turned out to be just the shadow disappeared.
Jason growled, he rattled his hair rough, he felt being played with at the moment.
Shirleen's shadow, what a terrible thing she thought she meant, she really couldn't interpret what had happened to her, she said, like a terror and unfortunately he can not do anything because all of it turned out to be fake even unachievable.
"Aarrrgghhh" he cried out all the burdens, but unfortunately to no avail.
He gets back in his car and starts moving fast, he's going to meet someone.
Dareen was holding something that from earlier disturbed his mind, he cursed in his heart when Sri did not know shamefully wear open clothes in front of him.
It is still said to be ordinary, at this time Sri only wears loose clothes with hotpants that expose her smooth thighs.
He wants to protest but also enjoy the treats that Sri gave, besides not including sin if he looks more because he and Sri are halal at this time.
Since the incident in the bathroom this morning, Sri seemed more aggressive and shamelessly pointed out her dandyism, making Dareen growl because of the passion he endured desperately.
He is a normal man, what else can not be said khilaf if he did it at that time also everything is legitimate.
Sri was about to sleep at this time, Fahira was already asleep in bed, while Dareen was at home stealing a glance at him below, and he was still sleeping, Dareen indeed some days sleep with a mattress floor because he said he did not want to sleep one bed with Sri.
Sri knows that, but he deliberately acts as if he does not know, because it will definitely make Dareen very embarrassed if their eyes meet.
Sri began to undress, she planned to sleep only wearing tangtops and hotpants, whatever if Dareen looked at her what kind of woman she was, for him he is not wrong even get a reward if presenting things that can make fresh eyes for the husband.
Sometimes it's okay, I hope it's true what Dareen said if he's not interested in his wife, even if with this situation three with Fahira in the room, he said, hopefully Dareen isn't a hypocrite. Sri laughed loudly in her heart, if not for wanting to melt the heart of her husband she would never have done this kind of crazy thing.
"Eehh eeeh what do you want ?" tanya Dareen who began to be suspicious of Sri's movements.
"You undress Mas" said Sri casually.
"Lo crazy yes, there I am here you even want to undress" said Dareen, his sanity is disturbed because Sri who from this morning always tested his patience.
"Why did you ?" ask Sri.
"Lo bego how to make a man look at your body" asked Dareen, he was very knowledgeable about religion, although he looked ugly and rebellious but he understood a lot about Islam, he also never left his five-time prayers plus dhuha and evening prayers, fasting on Monday Thursday has always been his schedule since he sat on the bench of High School, but this time he completely forgot that Sri was his wife who had been religiously legitimate.
Thus with Sri, born from a family that is poor in wealth but in fact not poor heart and knowledge, although sometimes he likes to gossip and talk about things that are not important, he said, but believe me to solidify itself is not as easy as people say about how to be a good Muslim in Islam, just think of all its shortcomings as a test for him to be better.
And by being the wife of a Dareen Hanif Akbari, she realized she was also not a perfect woman who could get the heart of a Dareen easily, he was also not a perfect woman who could get the heart of a Dareen, although sometimes her husband is annoying and annoying but he really only wants to get married once in a lifetime, he is determined with Dareen he will achieve happiness.
Her wedding day alone could still be counted with fingers, so it wasn't that easy for her to give up.
"Can't papa Mas, Mas Dareen is my husband" said Sri without burden, he had no complaints anymore, for him Dareen just can not accept it because he might think he is a widow, he was not a widow, seeing the way Dareen looked at him earlier Sri seemed to know Dareen actually also had a taste for him, although only a little but there must be a place in Dareen's heart for him.
And he plans to cultivate that little taste, he will add and add more so that the taste is really only for him.
"Lo crazy yaaa, don't open" snapped Dareen again.
"Why are you ?" Sri put on a confused face as if asking for an explanation.
"No, no" said Dareen.
"If I want to be opened how" said Sri no less firmly.
"Don't"
"Why the hell Mas"
"No, no, no, no"
Sri doesn't care, she starts taking the bottom end of her shirt and will pull it up.
"Sri..."
Seriate...
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