FORCED CHEATING
2 #WELCOME HOME

A car entered the courtyard, and Via half ran towards the living room to open the door. His heart rhymed uncharacteristically because it would meet someone he had long missed.

Mirza left Via to sail six months ago. Mirza works as a medical expert on a luxury British cruise ship, DELTA CRUISE. Don't ask how much the salary is. Not free five years so Popaye away from the family, Mirza was able to buy two houses in a housing in the city district as an investment. Mirza has also built her own dream home which is now inhabited Via. Not to forget he also renovated the house and grocery store owned by his mother whose village is next to the Via family home.

"Assalamualaik." Mirza immediately said a greeting as soon as he set foot on the front porch.

Via who has not had time to reach the door handle more and more dig dug heard the baritone's voice.

"Mas Mirza ... " Via's sweet smile splashed on her dazzling lips along with the door that opened. "Wa aleikumussalam." Via greeted his man and immediately kissed his hand.

Mirza kissed Via's forehead warmly and hugged Via tightly. "How are you, baby? Healthy right?"

Via nodded rapidly, his eyes starting to beekaca-glass haru. The yearning is so great, six months is not a short time. Although they are always intense communication, but physical encounters are in fact more emotional.

"Are you sure to miss me?" Mirza hugged his wife once again and kissed her cheeks.

"E um!" Ms. Endang who was standing near the car door made Mirza and Via aware that there was someone other than the two of them.

"Mother?" Via just ngeh if there is a mother-in-law. "Is there Om Jaka too?" Via immediately greeted the two of them.

"It should be a while, Yu. That was again." Seloroh Om Jaka's.

"Connect, Om." Mirza smiled widely while Via blushed.

So Via took them in and took over the big suitcase that Om Jaka had brought.

"What would you like to drink? Om Jaka coffee or ngeteh?" Via offered them a drink.

"No need. I had coffee at Yu Een's house."

"Yes dear. I was the same when I stopped by mom's house first. Om Jaka wants to rest for a while he said tired of driving from Jakarta no one changed."

Via mangosteen.

"Here you go, sit down with your handsome husband." Mirza tugged at Via's wrist to sit near him. "Says kangen .... ?" Tempted Mirza while embracing Via's shoulder.

Mirza is that, she does not hesitate to show romance and revel in front of the family.

Via's a little awkward. "That's .. I want to get Mas Mirza's suitcase into the room." Via pointed at the large suitcase that was not far from him.

"Later on." Hold Mirza.

"All right now I'm ready for Mas Mirza's toiletries."

"I took a shower at my mom's house." Mirza won't let go of her hand.

"Mom made anget tea, Vi." Said Bu Endang later.

"Lho, are you all right, Yu? The distance of your house is the same here just deket kok time thirst?" The Om Jaka Protests.

"No papa, let Via make it."

"No need to." Sergea Om Jaka. "Your parents are. Come on, come home!" Take Om Jaka to Bu Een who is none other than his own biological brother.

With a heavy heart Bu Een obeyed Om Jaka.

"I don't want to go home now." Seloroh Om Jaka's.

"No papa if you want to be here first. I'll take Mas Mirza home." Said Via because he saw the look of reluctance on the face of his mother-in-law.

"Don't you see that Mirza Nyosor is just so rich that she hasn't eaten for seven months?" Whisper Om Jaka at Bu Een while glancing towards Mirza.

"Well!" Om Jaka got up to get his car keys. "Our chips go home. Says you want to have a grandchild?"

Jaka likes to joke. Although his age is quite far adrift with Bu Een, but did not make him hesitate on his brother. his style of speech likes ceplos.

Mirza and Via are just smiles. Om Jaka and Bu Endang, aka Yu Een, came home.

"Now we're both left." Mirza twitched flirtatiously as she brought her face closer.

"That's why the door is not closed!" Sergey Via makes Mirza undo his intentions. He had to leave to close the door and not forget to lock it.

Via took the suitcase to the stairs.

"Mas, I'll go to the room and put the suitcase."

Mirza chased after Via and returned to tease him. "Well, can't wait to get to the room?"

Via pouting pretending to be angry. "What the hell, Mas?" The pinching of Mirza's left arm was protruding muscularly burly.

"Aduuh ... " Mirza pretended to be in pain.

The distinctive aroma of their bedroom which was on the second floor immediately burst out as soon as Via opened the door.

Mirza took a deep breath and dropped her body onto a soft, wide foam mattress.

"I'm finally home ... " She muttered as she closed her eyes and lay free on the bed.

"Don't eat first?" Fresh Via while putting Mirza's clean clothes into the closet. "I've masakin vegetable lodeh like Mas you know." Continue Via but without looking.

Mirza did not say either.

"I also make shrimp peyek just as anointing cassava leaves." Connect Via is still picky and separate Mirza equipment in the suitcase without turning towards Mirza.

Mirza still doesn't say.

"Mom definitely didn't cook, did you? I rarely cook, I'm more practical to buy he said." Via keeps talking to himself. "You want to eat now, let me get ready?"

Still no answer, busy Via did not realize that Mirza was watching from behind.

The tiptoed Via put some clean Mirza shirts on the top of the closet.

Visible feet Via level and smooth. Straight hair rolled up, maroon color dress makes the appearance of Via more seductive Mirza.

Hup!

Mirza tau-tau hugs Via from behind. No doubt Via shrieked in shock.

"Who would eat that, honey ...?" Mirza clenched even tighter with Via, her lips pressed against Via's nape and feeling warm. "I want it ... "

"Later dong, Mas. I'm not done yet." Cut Via as if she understood the meaning of her husband's heart.

"Later on to her nyelesein. There's something more important." Mirza whispered while turning over Via's body and her eyes were straight looking into Via's beautiful eyes.

Via feels more stubborn than a while ago when it was about to open the front door for Mirza.

"You don't get it anymore, do you, baby ...?" Mirza's two hands were now coiled around Via's slender waist.

Via shook his head softly with a smile, then lowered his head timidly. Mirza gently stroked his wife's cheek and raised Via's chin, brought her lips closer and ...

to be continuous & ''Stopped