
"Affita?" Oozing Zafian.
"What did you forget to call me?" Sahut Afita stared intently at Zafian giving the code to follow the game.
"Oh yes, sorry honey" said Zafian immediately.
"The President is Miss Afita, sorry not to invite you to join here before" said Bimo basa stale.
"It's okay, I was busy earlier, and happened to be able to spend time accompanying my husband here, you don't mind right?" Ask Afita who is now sitting so close to Zafian.
"Of course, as a couple who are new to marriage, maybe you can tell a valuable experience for me" said Bimo.
"Of course, please, what would you like to ask?" Saying Afita with a smile.
"What about the first night?" Bimo asked without shame.
"Sorry Mr. Bimo, it's too personal for di_"
"It's okay honey, it looks like Mr. Bimo has very little experience, in which part of your question is Mr Bimo?" Afita's words made Bimo surprised at Afita's courage.
"Ah, that, of course, when you do the unification, I can't wait to hug and enjoy Eliza's body, certainly very magical, considering she is a top model with expensive body care of course" Vul-gar Bimo replied deliberately.
Instantly Zafian swore in his heart that felt hot.
While Afita was still silent, he only noticed Zafian's reaction and knew how Zafian was holding back his emotions. But of course Afita did not stay silent. For the time being for him the two men before him were insane losers of mere bodies.
"It's a shame" said Afita made Bimo and Zafian look at him not understand.
"What do you mean?" Ask Bimo.
"Yes, I regret that the high cost of care is not balanced with the cheapness of self-esteem that is displayed just like that" said Afita.
"You mean?" Zafian asked a little not to accept.
"I asked, which part of Eliza's body has not been enjoyed by all the eyes of the men who look at her?" Said Afita who also began to be upset with her husband's attitude.
"Even being an adult magazine model so proudly, what's her name other than you just accept the rest of her, Mr Bimo?" Afita surprised Bimo and Zafian.
"That's precisely the career achievement of a famous and top model" Bimo Swampy.
"Don't forget, many top models with a firm hold of honor, of course you know the international model that comes from our country is not, KIRANA for example?" said Afita with a very calm look.
"Of course" said Bimo after thinking for a moment.
"It's good that you remember" said Afita.
"But obviously different, it doesn't take extra energy to make him famous because what I hear, he has an affair with a family of famous conglomerates, the Nugraha family" said Bimo explained his prejudice.
"Affair your head, he's a member of my family, the bottom of the breng-sek" Afita's inner self held back her emotions.
While Zafian could finally smile seeing how Afita was unable to do anything and only held back his emotions for keeping the Nugraha family secret.
The conversation that was more like an argument and attack each other was immediately stopped by the time that had been rolling almost evening.
Zafian finally resigned himself to return to the company, as well as Afita, while Bimo was still filled with annoyance and did not receive the extraordinary, the desire to ensnare Afita grew stronger when he realized that the woman who had been Zafian's wife was a rare woman with a million charms.
"I'll drive you to the car" Afita said, pushing her husband's wheelchair.
"No need, we'll go home together, and I'll wait for you to pack up" replied Zafian, who had stopped his wheelchair.
"You mean?" Tanya Afita did not understand.
Instead of answering, Zafian immediately ordered his personal driver to go home first, Afita was surprised.
"Take me to your office, I'll wait for you there" Zafian said to Afita's surprise.
"What!" Afita.
"Ck, I'll wait for you, we go home together, is it still unclear?" Zafian began to get upset.
"What?!" Afita said back.
"You are, what opa opa what, let's go to your work space, even bengong here" sahut Zafian and sontak make Afita gawking seems eager to push the man who has the status of her husband from the top floor of his hotel.
"Yes, noise!" Afita said at the end and brought Zafian into his study.
A moment Zafian looked all over the room, as if he was investigating, making Afita uncomfortable with what he was doing.
"This room has the cctv?" Ask Zafian suddenly.
"Of course" replied Afita.
"Can I connect to your phone?" Ask Zafian again.
"Certainly can"
"Good"
"Ish, what are you, why?" Said Afita feeling annoyed herself.
"Give me the code, let me scan it and it can be seen on my phone as well" Zafian ordered, which made Afita even more incredulous.
"What?!, you want to monitor me through your phone?"
"I'm not deaf, put down your tone!" Zafian's heart was stirred by emotion.
"You made me want to beat you up first!" It's so hard that Afita really wants to teach a lesson this time.
"You're so brave!" Zafian.
And what happened?, Afita was very surprised not to suspect the movement of Zafian who had pulled himself up to fall in his lap.
"Take off me Zafian!" Shouting Afita.
"No, you must be taught a lesson!" Answer Zafian.
Afita widened his eyes, as Zafian's lips quickly grabbed and slightly melted his lips, trying to push his taste useless, Zafian's hand against him so strong, his heart hammering like a drum ready for battle.
Zafian still forced the luma-tan of his lips, although he knew Afita was trying to keep his lips from opening, but Zafian's shrewdness and experience knocked down Afita's defenses, with the softness of Zafian's hands re-mas two twin hills that have become his favorite.
"Ahh, Zaf" The voice of Afita finally escaped and the opportunity was not wasted, Zafian's tongue immediately infiltrated and obscured every inch of the softness of his wife's mouth.
When all the movements were so natural it began to fill each other up, all of a sudden.
Chequek.
"Akh!, what did the lady do!"
Brug.
"Aw !"
Afita falls when Zafian is shocked and accidentally lets go.
"Naura !" Shouted Afita wrathfully.
"Sorry Miss!"
Brakes.
The door was immediately closed and Naura darted away to save herself.
Zafian still could not believe what happened, wanted to immediately help Afita was also impossible given his condition, it felt like he wanted to laugh but as hard as he could in the end for the sake of mutual peace.
"Damn!" Say Afita immediately stood up and rubbed her pan-tat.
"Sorry Af, are you okay?" Zafian asked still with his face holding back his laughter.
"Don't hold on, attention-grabbing, I know you're happy, right?" Sahut Afita's.
"I've apologized, not intentionally" Zafian replied, still following his wife who walked back to his desk to prepare to go home.
Afita walked quickly left her study, her heart was still arrogant and embarrassed into one made her want to immediately disappear, arrived at the car park, Afita immediately entered and drove her car just like that, a few seconds later, I remembered something was left behind.
Ciiits.
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