Hot Passion of the Doctor
Episode 220's

Yesline stood not far from the latest sedan car parked in his yard. Before long the car door opened, and Yesline immediately sumringah when he saw the one coming out was Cannon, his face immediately shining.

"You guys?'' yesline is happy.

In contrast to Yesline, Al immediately had a sour face.

I was like a jelangkung, came without being picked up.

In his heart, Al ngedumel is not clear. Hans got out of the car after the Cannon, his eyes looking at the Cannon and Yesline greeting each other and chatting familiarly. Hans walked over to Al who was nailed to his spot with his face bent.

"What's wrong with you, bro? The persambet?" investigate Hans, after combing Al from toe to toe.

"You demons!'' jak Al was very upset. Hans was laughing.

"Satan satan gini is also sought after as brazen and your future child," Hans joked proudly." Al's excuse grew increasingly upset.

"Cih, your spiciness! Yesline just wants to see your face does not like you.

Hans' laughter grew wider, it was rare to be able to upset an Al half-dead.

From a distance, Yesline called out to invite them into the house.

"Come, Hans. Login!'' shout Yesline.

Hans, who was called Yesline instead of Al, cleared his throat several times and glanced awkwardly at Al.

"Yes, Yes!'' answer Hans.

Al grew even more pouted, he stepped away leaving Hans with a stomp of his vexed legs. Yesline forgot not to bring him in.

Yesline, who was still standing at the door waiting for Hans, saw Al get to the front first. Without sin and feel that he has made Al sour-faced. Yesline even touched on Hans again with a sparkling and enthusiastic face.

Which husband would not be jealous?

"Mas, are you alone? Hans, didn't you bring in?" kalapa Yesline dyed, looking for Hans figure.

"You know what, honey, only Hans is looking for, he's big, can walk alone, besides you can't do that, how jealous Cannon?" al protest.

"Sorry, Mas. I just want to see Hans, 15 minutes to look at his face, and then I'll, okay? Don't sulk, it won't be handsome anymore. If Cannon she already knows, if I crave to worry about her husband's face, God willing will not be angry huh, Mer. You're not angry, are you?'' Yesline turned his head inside the house, looking at the Cannon that was already sitting on the living room sofa.

"No, Brother. Just look at it, right? Not the other one?'' joked Cannon with a smile on his lips that made him look sweet.

"Sipp." Yesline replied as he pulled his head back out.

"Tuh, Mum. I've asked permission to the cannon. He won't be angry." Yesline looked at Al full of probes.

"Are you not happy, I looked at Hans, Mas?'' accuse Yesline. Al took his eyes off Yesline's eyes, which often weakened Al's defenses.

"Ck-ck-ck lizard, where are you? Azka, darling! You said you asked to get a lizard, right? This is Papa fetchin, this much, again gnantip," cried Al who seemed to be the sentence was addressed to Azka. The man turned his back, now he turned his back to Yesline, Al trying to avoid the question that the tip would corner him.

Yesline was furious, she grabbed Al's shoulder and turned her husband's burly body again to face him.

"Mas" called Yesline again, he stared fixedly at Al, while Al just grinned to show off his teeth.

"Mas, ridho, really." Al had to smile on his lips and rub Yesline's hairbrush, so that Yesline would no longer look at him that way.

Hans came, he deliberately slowed his pace so that Yesline would no longer wait for him, but he forgot, the woman's determination was too strong to be broken if he already wanted something.

"You are long-willed, Hans," protested Yesline, who immediately turned his gaze from Al to Hans.

Yesline knitted her eyebrows together, looking extremely beautiful, and stood right in front of Hans, looking at Hans's face without blinking.

"Be there" said Yesline.

If this had happened before Hans met the Cannon, his heart would have been pounding erratically, he would have again admired Yesline's face, she was indeed an incomparable beauty. But fortunately, he already had a Cannon that now controlled his heart. Although the sense of dejavu is still there.

The cannon, which had been waiting inside the house, came out when Yesline said her husband's name. The cannon stood by the door, watching Yesline and Hans standing face to face. There is a strange feeling that suddenly greeted. There is a pain that is not so slashing but quite painful.

Am I jealous, Mom?

Seeing you so stared at by another woman?

I thought my heart was as strong as steel. And as for Sister Yesline, I will not feel anything.

In fact, you've mengcudeta good taste just me to be full of worry.

Al was upset, furious, angry and his emotions had reached ubun ubun. But, many times he filled the tightness in his chest with full oxygen, he knew it was not his time to get angry.

You must have medicine, to treat this pain, Yes....

Who would willingly burn the flames of jealousy, for the sake of that smile on your face.

Your medicine must be of high stature until I forget, if today you ask my permission to allow you to enjoy the face of another man before me.

The medicine I need you to prepare tonight, before this sickness takes me to the middle of nowhere named disappointed.

I'm just jealous, because my heart has been attached to your heart for a long time.

Hurry up, end that look, then look at me full of love.

Any more.... Again.

"Already" said Yesline arrived.

"Thank you, Hans," he added. After saying that, Yesline immediately sprang up to grab Al's hand and took him to the kitchen.

"Hans, Mer, you guys just go in. Sit down, I'll make you some food and drinks." Yesline shouted from the kitchen.

Al is still silent.

Yesline knew how hot Al's heart was. Yesline pushed Al's body slowly to the wall, he wrapped his hands around Al's shoulders. Tilting a little of his face then poking Al's lips with intent.

Al responded to every lip Yesline saw, he lifted Yesline's body and took her into the bathroom in the kitchen.

Al channeled his anger by enjoying Yesline's body, having intercourse made him able to divert that anger properly.

"You're so excited, Mas," said Yseline.

"Slow down, Mas, ah," he sighed again in between the onslaught of Al.

The man is still silent.

"You dare make me jealous, here's the reply," growled Al to increase the speed of his game, making Yesline turn delicious when it turns out he has done the release.

"I'm sorry, Mas, that's the last sentence Yesline said at the end of the game.

Al still kissed Yesline's face and whole body. He's like a man of infidelity.