The Slengean Boy Love Trap
Revenges

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The star rose instantly, when he heard the familiar voice of Mas Aziz the owner of the motorbike.

The diamond whose hand was attached to the handcuffs, was instantly attracted instantly.

"Ow ... Ang, open it up." Angry angry.

The star just stood still and hurriedly picked up the jacket and motor keys lying on the carpet.

"Stay, gig. Just love this." He said while taking money out of his wallet.

"Make what?" Intan asked again.

"Hire a motorbike" he answered briefly. Then opened the door and it was true that Mas Aziz was nervous in front of him.

"Ma-sorry, Ta-but I ha-should pu-lang. Is-is-my wife wants to be brought in a Padang sa-sate, now ju-also." the man grinned while receiving the jacket and keys propped up by the Stars.

"Oh, yes. Thanks, Yes. Mas Aziz." The star then offered 400 thousand dollars.

"Gee. How come?"

"Sa-sama is making it tomorrow?" ask Aziz.

"No, the mission succeeded. This is the last one,"

Aziz nodded his eyes twinkling at the money sheet in his hand.

"Mo-his car's in-there." He said again, his eyes staring at the star's handcuffed right hand with his wife's hand.

"Sir? Mr, Intel?" tannya

Intan who stood behind the Star, automatically withdrew his hand. And hid behind her husband's body. Her hands pinched the back of her very husband.

" Aw, No. We're playing crooks." Answer origin. And the more Intan twists his fingerprints.

Soon Aziz left, with a confused face.

"What the hell? it hurts!"

"Open, this." Intan moved her hand around the toy's handcuffs.

"Start, responsibility. Come, cepet. My body is like burning. Hareudang really," The star pulled his wife into the house.

"Car, you?"

"Our Car, thisin. Later on this abis." The star locked the door and hastily opened the door she believed was the room.

"But, I'd like to pee." Intan held her hand in the door.

The good star snorted in annoyance.

...***...

Followed Intan who walked towards the bathroom.

"Wait," Intan stopped the steps of the Star that would come into the bathroom.

"Ang ... " His growled when he noticed the handcuffs in his hands.

"What?"The stars tickled amusedly,

" Uyeah, spit. Why would I want to come in?" The star pushed his wife's body slowly to complete her goal.

Intan felt embarrassed crouching on the closet with a man standing in front of her.

The star continued to smile, occasionally looking down on his wife's forehead.

When Intan took the dipper to ce*bok. Star hands were interested.

For whatever reason, Intan was furious with her husband. His ideas are always amazing.

The star of his right hand followed the movement of Intan's hand.

The man continued to laugh, flipped over with a pouting face of Intan.

Intan wants to get up wearing her pants. Yet unfinished Star cornered her on the bathroom wall. Her husband's breath was already hunting, and the look in her eyes was looking sweet.

"Ang ... " Inan held back the chest of the Star that was pressing down on him strongly.

"Not strong," The star melu*mat that lip, and his right handcuffed with Intan's left hand. Directly creeping something that has not been wrapped up, touching the house is very pyton that he really misses.

"What's this?" god, their fists clinging to each other, the Star stared at Intan's closed eyes as his hands played mischievously down there.

"Nake?" tanyanya whispers.

Intan did not answer, she drowned her face in the recess of her husband's neck, with her handcuff-free hand held on her husband's shoulder.

"Ang?" the village*nya when the Star pecked Intan's neck. His pants that had rolled near the knee, he had not been able to raise to the waist now had even fallen on the floor.

"Hmm .. "the answer.

"In the room, don't want to be here!" Intan tried to hold the hand of her husband who continued to play in the area under her body.

The star also gave his embrace to his wife.

Pulling the body hastily towards the room. The star is still swaddling with hands joined by the twists of toy handcuffs but firmly entwined it.

"Ang, sick tau." Intan kept grumbling begging in his release.

The stars care about their hearing. He continued to attack his wife on the grounds as punishment for running away.

...~~~~...

The star gasped and drooped next to his wife, as well as his wife who was not energetic after all the scolding and anger that he let out.

The herbs reacted very real. Evidently her husband's game was almost two hours, with the release of Intan many times. The star complained of fatigue and his waist hurt because it continued to be used to stomp the wife. The outpouring of longing, relief, and resentment become one. Fused perfectly, her body was tired. But soon ga*rah jamu it back he felt.

"Yank!" call him.

"Tau," Intan sounded sniffy.

"Current, angry. Just now I forgot to be literate. Kangen too, right?" Star kissed his wife's gnaw.

"Open up" Intan whined with the rest of his energy.

"Why? good to know the sensation is different. Like a Hollywood movie."

"Yes, the maniac and the psychopath. You that?"

Intan just glanced. His handcuffs are what pisses him off he's not free to move. Even to turn her body. He's difficult. All she can do is face up to her omes husband (bawdy brain).

But the Star again groped, sucking her lips strong. His lips felt thick and numb.

"Ang, open. Don't you want to be plain?" Intan's alibi.

Stars who are ready for the next round, a little thought, they just let go of the bottom.

The star dipped his wife's forehead before waking up.

They woke up like a child, busy wearing their underwear with difficulty because they had to take turns.

"Ehh. No work, put on handcuffs!" Intan continued to grumble when her hand connected with her husband had to dangle when Bintang put on his pants.

The stars laugh. "What the hell? ngga ngga abis. Here I'm just going again, wait a minute. We open this first. Let our hands be free, "The star opens the door to the room and of course automatically the Diamond follows.

...-----...

They dismantled everything from carpets, star pants, still haven't found.

"Ang, how?"

"But where is this? what's in the car?" The star asked himself.

"Yes, look there. Move the car to the front of the house." Tell her.

The man was obedient, and of course his wife's hand was attracted.

Along the way to his parked car, Intan pursed his lips.

The star hugged him gauntly while chuckling amusedly.

The housing is new housing. The residents have just a few. Some of the land is still in the construction stage.

"Yank?"

"What?" the answer.

"Aren't you afraid of diem here?"

"Fear what?"

"Satan or the bad guy?" The stars occasionally stared at him.

Intan just put his shoulder around.

"Yes?" Ask again the stars make sure.

"Why afraid, people are used to side by side with demons and bad people. How come!"

"Well? a timing? you're Indighost's son?"

Intan stopped her steps a few steps away from the car she knew belonged to her husband.

"You're a complete package, the devil exists, the bad guy exists, the lambe nyinyirnya there." Intan looked into those dumbfounded eyes with a hold of laughter.

"Ish, you. Forgive me, sholeh's husband and sholehot gini you consider a demon and a bad person?" the complaint does not accept.

"Udah, wanted. I'm sleepy, cape. I want to sleep." Intan diverted the conversation.

The star continued his steps and opened the car. Go in and look for the keys to the toy's handcuffs.

"Oh, there's nothing. Where ya?" Stars are still looking around with the help of flashlights from a cell phone held by Intan.

"How come?" Intan suddenly wanted to cry, because of her husband's miraculous behavior, she had to end up with handcuffed hands.

"We bought a big pair of scissors for this. Relax, "we eat first. Let it relax, tuh your stomach from earlier sound. I think the marrow's been drained all that time." Chortled.

There was no reply from Intan, who indeed felt an incredible hunger. He sat with his left hand hanging near the steering wheel of the car.

The star started driving his car out of the house.

"Eat what?" bargained for.

"Whatever,"

"Like it, weird same chick. It's not the answer to know?" The stars looked at Intan

"Super chick, but men need it, right?" Intan still sounds sniffy.

"Wine, girls don't need guys?"

"Ang, enough. I'm tired, I'm a pegel, and my stomach is hungry for fried rice!"

The star laughed satisfiedly, "Well that's dong, want some fried rice. What is difficult anyway stay talking, must be on the fishing rod first. Just talking,"

Intan did not answer, she leaned her head dizzy, tired, angry, upset, and certainly hungry. Serving her husband will never end.

The star lowered his heavy right hand on the lap of Intan's hand. Actually the handcuffs were torturous as well for him, but he let it go as a lesson to his wife.

When he looked down for the little key, he saw the thing he was looking for was in his shirt pocket. He was silent and gave a smile when he saw Intan's frustrated face.

Every now and then his wife had to make him feel what it felt like to be restless and uncomfortable.

"This why?" Intan squealed as his hand was made to hold the pyton who was already as hard as a cassava tree trunk.

"Ang?"

"I don't know, I put my hand down. Your hands go down there!" He said he didn't admit. He kept the hand when he saw his wife asleep.

"Hayo, responsibility. Wake him up

Enough yes, you tortured me for a month more, uh want two months the same before the bloody incident. You didn't give me long. Now you take responsibility, it must be finished. Wait a minute, I'll find a dark place first." The star stopped in a field that was dark and grew tall weeds.

Intan closed his eyes. He wanted to cry and scream. Her husband really took revenge on her.

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