The Man Who Takes My Chastity
As it is up to me

"Today I will start working again, assigned to a subsidiary of the company" said Widuri, seeing Haris watching him with a frown.

"You don't have to work anymore, if you're pregnant, you can get tired later, I don't want you and my son to be sick" said Haris standing from his seat and approaching Widuri.

"I'm tired if only at home" replied Widuri returned the gaze of Haris who was already standing in front of him." And also, I guess, I don't have to live in this house. I want to stay at Marya's house. I feel more comfortable there. And I and Cici better not stay on the same roof" said Widuri again, stepping her feet towards the nightstand and grabbing her briefcase from there.

"I've obtained the status of wife from Mr. Haris. I don't think I need...."

"Babies!" snapped Haris arrived, did not like to hear what Widuri said just now.

Haris also pulled Widuri's arm rough, so the woman hit her body. Without a cue, Haris immediately attacked the woman's lips brutally, making Widuri thrashing and hitting her chest.

"Don't think I married you because of our baby. You're wrong, Wid. you're wrong" said Haris after taking off his pagutan. Breathable Widuri stared intently at Haris face. Haris also put his forehead to Widuri's forehead." I love you, Wid. If only I hadn't been stuck with Kanzo's frown. Maybe it was you who was my bride at the party" Haris said again with a soft voice.

'I love you too, Mr. Haris. But I can't be your wife forever. Besides having made Cici hurt, your mother also did not accept me to be her daughter-in-law' Inner Widuri.

"I don't need that confession right now" Widuri replied, keeping her face away from Haris's."And don't think Mr. Haris, I want to share a husband. Mr. Haris was wrong" said Widuri again, taking off Haris' hand from his waist and immediately went out of the room.

Haris, who was still in Widuri's room, rubbed his face rough with both palms, then rubbed his hair rough backwards. Why do Widuri and Cici always make it inside the tough choices?. Why was he always unable to make his choice between the two women?. My God, is this karma because I once sneered at Kanzo who had a wife of two?, thought Haris. Haris also came out of the room, immediately followed Widuri to the lower floor of the house, to invite her to work together.

Widuri who had reached the bottom floor, just stepped straight towards the exit of the house, without the slightest intention of reprimanding Mother Ilona who was sitting watching on the sofa of the family room.

"Haris, look at your wife. No manners at all, you village man. Didn't he educate his parents to respect their parents" said Ilona's mother to Haris who had just set her foot on the floor.

Widuri who heard Mother Ilona insult her, stopped her steps and turned her body towards the old woman.

"How about you Big Mistress?. Have you properly educated your child, if so, why is it still immoral?." Widuri pulled one corner of her lips upwards sneering at Mother Ilona.

"Obviously I educated him well, and gave him a high education. Not like you, poor and rural, and your school is just a simple Diploma on campus. Look Haris, he became a smart and successful man" replied Ibu Ilona did not want to lose.

"Ma!" reprimand Haris, do not want his mother to demean Widuri.

"His son said you were immoral, and Mama didn't educate you properly" Mother Ilona looked at Haris' angry gaze towards her.

"Do you need to demean her?. Widuri is my wife Ma. Pregnant with my granddaughter now. Can't you open your heart to receive it?" haris.

Widuri, who was lazy to hear the Mother and Child debate, chose to move her legs outside the house. After coming out of the gate of the house, Widuri went straight into the taxi he ordered on line.

Last night, before Haris went into his room. Widuri calls Marya, asking her best friend to give her a job. And now Widuri has arrived at the subsidiary company owned by the husband of her best friend. Widuri also stepped foot onto the reception desk in the front room of the company building. Widuri will be waiting for Marya there.

Widuri immediately turned to look at Haris who had just entered the company building. Haris thought that Widuri would wait for him outside the house, in fact, when Haris left the house, Widuri was gone.

"Why?" ask back Widuri frowned towards Haris.

Haris sighed, then pulled Widuri's arm, bringing the woman to his room.

"Sir Haris, my lady!" Widuri pulled her hand, but could not escape because Haris held her hand tightly.

Haris forced her into the man's room. Arriving inside Haris's study, the man immediately hugged her from behind.

"Sorry Mama I was" Haris said in a soft voice.

"I don't care about your Mama" replied Widuri, her eyes glazed with glass. Obviously the heart of the sick Widuri got a humiliation from her mother-in-law. Not to mention yesterday the woman hurt him.

"Yes, you don't have to care about him. What you need to care about, me and our son" Haris also stroked elus gently Widuri's stomach." Later on lunch break, we go to the Doctor. I want to see it." Haris took her breath slowly like inhaling the scent of Widuri's body, while tightening his embrace to the woman's body. Haris commented on her smile, I don't know? Haris felt comfortable when he was near Widuri.

"I miss you, Wid!" lirih Haris's. Widuri who was in his arms, immediately took off her embrace and stayed away from him.

"I don't want to. After doing it with Cici, you still want to touch me!, I'm disgusted" said Widuri.

"I've taken a shower, why are you disgusted?" Haris looked at Widuri not like it.

Widuri twisting lazy eyeball. It wasn't a matter of showering or not bathing that he said. But Widuri is disgusted if she has to be in a crush with Cici. Anyway, last night Haris did it with Cici, wasn't that enough?.

"I don't want to be touched" said Widuri, stepping her foot toward the door of the room. But Cici had not yet opened the door, Haris had already pulled his body, and carried it, brought it to the man's desk, and sat his body there, brutally attacking the woman's lips to the satisfaction, just removed.

"Sir Haris!" yelled Widuri while breathing hard. Not accepting Haris forced her to kiss.

"You're my wife, whatever I want to do" Haris smeared Widuri's wet lips with a smile.

"But we get married is not the basis of what love is anymore. We married for this child. Did Mr. Haris forget?."

"So!"haris replied quickly, making Widuri become annoyed."That's what you think, but I think it's different." Haris also pulled Widuri's hair from behind, made the woman's face look up, and immediately attacked Widuri's tiny lips again greedily.

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