
The day Kelana's candidate for secretary interview arrived, Hana was preparing to meet with ten women who would replace her. Hana was a bit surprised as well because there was not a single man who escaped, probably because from the beginning there were not many men who proposed.
Using her best suit, Hana successfully charmed her husband. He who is sitting in front of the mirror a little trouble putting earrings into the ear. A recently finished buttoning his shirt came closer to help. The man took over the earrings in the wife's hand and put them together.
"Thank you.” Hana looked up and a kiss landed on her friendly lips. “Why?” the woman asked astonished to realize the look in the husband's eyes. “You look at me like today I want to find a second wife for you.”
“Hunny!” Kelana's tone of voice rose, she did not like Hana's last words. Feeling anxious, even touching the wife's forehead.
Hana laughed out loud, as if being happy had just made her husband's chest almost jump out. How can he joke with a second wife, Kelana is not a crocodile type of man. He used to be like a fool when he cheated on Amanda for being too loyal.
“Why? I was wrong?” asked Hana while rubbing her forehead which was hit by a flick.
“Wrong, of course you are wrong. I can't possibly wish for your love, what else to think of having two wives, one is not inexhaustible I eat,” Kelana replied.
Now their eyes look at each other from the reflection of the mirror. Hana's eyes changed a little. He was moved, his neutrality to tears. Kelana who realized it rushed to hold Hana's shoulder. The woman rubbed back her hand gently and softly said her thanks again.
“You owe me nothing, why keep saying thank you,” whispered Kelana. He whisked his hand to curl his arms around Hana's body from behind. “Hunny, I should be the one to thank you for wanting to be my life partner, even though I was a bitch at first. I know it's very troubling you.”
Hana's tears dripped, the woman took a breath while trying to neutralize her unholy feeling that could no longer be contained. Gratitude is unceasingly held in my heart. It may be true that every stage passed in this life provides wisdom later in life. Like her once smooth self through misery. From the start betrayed Bagas, lost the baby and in the end divorced.
“Darling, how can you call me a new year firecracker. I am a graceful woman, meek know!” Hana pouted, although traces of tears were still on her cheeks but she could already smile.
Hana loosened Kelana's hand, she turned her body and now faced the husband. Looking up and silent, Hana closed her eyes as Kelana touched their lips. Hana's heart warmed up instantly, Kelana's kiss was really soft and she could feel it all the way to the heart. So tender and loving, she even returned to shed tears. His gratitude was many times over. He and Kelana still clenched each other's lips. Even gently Kelana sipped a chewy object Hana like a vacuum cleaner.
Over time the pagutan became deeper and hotter. Hana felt her body burning with excitement. Kelana increasingly drifting and now began to dip the tongue.
“It is expected that the candidates for secretary who will be interviewed to be patient, the interviewer seems to be late.”
Hana squeezes into two sides of Kelana's shirt, she is sure after this they will end up on the bed.
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