Trapped In Love
TC 56's

Renata was made so scared, many people are now hunting him like a game animal. The anger that culminated due to Tania's refusal made Renata run out of sense.

"Where else should I go" he panicked.

His eyes continued to block out all directions, ensuring that he would eventually catch up with the people. Only in a foul-smelling narrow trench could he stay, and only such a place made him escape them all.

"Crazy, the stench of exile," his grunts covered his nose and mouth.

It felt like he wanted to vomit inhaling the foul smell that evaporated from the water of the trench, yet if he came out now it would only make him get caught by them. His once peaceful life is now turned upside down after he gets to know Tania, a model he always admired who turns out not to be as good as what he shows on a glass screen.

"Gue will make calculations with Loe Tania, you have made my life chaotic," his revenge.

Tired of running all day from the chase, Renata accidentally fell asleep by hugging both knees. Cold air began to pierce his bones until it was so painful. After making sure no one else was chasing him, Renata began to climb back to the mainland.

Just now that both of his legs were on their feet, two men had come to ambush him.

"Gosh, so you're all still here? Why don't you arrest me anyway," he said.

"We just want to give you a chance to breathe how the air in the dump smells" he whispered sucks.

It was very desirable he clawed out their faces, but what power if both hands were locked firmly. He could only resign as his body was dragged in their footsteps.

........

The dinner is over, now Putra invites Lia to go home with him immediately. But the three seemed still cool chatting until they did not hear anything around him talking.

"Lia," call the Son.

"Lia," called him again in a slightly up tone, but still silent.

"Lia let's go home" the son shouted, surprising the others to cover both ears.

With her pouting face Lia walked in the footsteps of the Son in front of her, Yasmin too Elena could only laugh at the behavior of the two.

"Mr Yasmin wants to go home together, no" Elena said.

"No El, I can go back by myself."

"It's not good for women to come home alone in the middle of the night, let Jo take you," Edwart said.

"No need, I don't want to trouble anyone else sir."

"Jo," call Elena.

"I'm young lady" took a step closer to her nona.

"Please take Yasmin to her house" she asked.

"Fine miss. Let's miss Yasmin, "let Yasmin walk first.

Edwart looked at his wife with awe, how good El who always cared and put the people closest to him. He began to reach El's hand, holding him to his parked car.

Edwart arrives at his house, but the exhausted El falls asleep on the way. Staring at the peaceful face, terbesit ignorant intentions in his mind Edwart pulled out his cellphone.

Edwart poses as if Elene was kissing her cheek so hot, a result so satisfying that she made wallpaper from her mobile screen.

"You owe me one pretty kiss, wait for you to wake up" he murmured giggling.

Edwart's heart felt flowery, for some reason just holding his wife could make him so happy. Sleeping like a dead man made Ed want but want to help his wife change clothes.

He tried to restrain himself, refraining from being tempted by the plain body in front of him. He did not want to attack his wife in a state of unconsciousness, which he wanted were both equally agree.

But his hands began to stretch out, trying to reach what was plastered in front of him. He continued to fight with his common sense as well as his male soul. He wanted to attack, but he did not attack.

"I'm sorry."