Popcorn My Wifes Saving

Bab 1 Popcorn My Wifes Saving

Samsul was shocked half to death. When the vegetable seller his wife ordered told him that he had seen his wife Mila leaving the house of a young man whose house was occupied several times.

Adjacent to the house that Samsul lives in now.

But Samsul didn't just believe Mang Ujang's complaint.

A vegetable seller who usually sells his wares around the housing complex.

Once, Samsul saw a red automatic motorbike parked at the house, but Samsul didn't care about it and didn't want to care.

Samsul also did not know for sure. Since when did this young man occupy the house which had been empty for almost two years

Besides, there is nothing strange about Mila's attitude. The woman was acting naturally in front of him. Only recently. Samsul felt there was something strange about his wife's attitude.

Mila often goes back and forth to the bathroom to clean her body.

Mang Ujang's complaints about his wife Mila did not affect the harmony of his household.

Before there is solid evidence. Samsul doesn't want to be prejudiced against Mila. The woman who has been with him for three years in joy and sorrow

Although the woman has not yet given birth to children

As always, the charming Mila always prepares Samsul's favorite breakfast. Stuffed bread and hot tea.

"Pa. Don't come home too late okay?" He said spoiled, hugging Samsul from behind.

"Yes Ma, Papa will definitely come home soon, when the work is done," Samsul replied, kissing Mila's cheek gently.

Mila's smile widened, starting Samsul's day when he went to work. That is what makes Samsul really love his wife.

Mila is caring and spoiled.

But before Samsul could move his feet, Samsul stopped for a moment because he remembered something.

"Ohiya Ma. You know, don't you? It's said that there are residents next to our house?" Ask Samuel.

Milla's face turned pale.

"Ehh, anu Pa. Mama ....Mama doesn't know Pa," Mila answered nervously.

"That's it. Papa's going first, okay?"

Samsul then left with his favorite motorbike.

Mila took a deep breath of relief. Behind her love story with popcorn next to her house, apparently that day she was still blessed with a bit of luck.

Suddenly Samsul asked the occupant next door, who was none other than his mistress Popcorn, who had been in an illicit relationship with him for three months.

The young man who was only twenty years old. Known through social media. Even though he is very different in age from Mila, the man's charm makes him fall madly in love with her.

The man's wild play on the bed, was able to melt Mila's thirst for the caress of a strong and mighty man.

Often the young man gave him inner satisfaction. It is proven that Mila has repeatedly released the pleasures of heaven on earth that are second to none.

Unlike Samsul, her husband, the man was only able to hold out for five minutes and then gave up.

After Samuel left. And when she felt the situation was safe, Mila hurriedly went to meet Deni.

Just one month, Mila rented the house for Deni to live in. So that he is more flexible to meet her at any time.

With his own savings. Mila even bought all of Deni's needs. From clothes to shoes and more. The unemployed man feels happy, even though his heart is sometimes afraid. If someday.

Mila's husband finds out about her immoral act.

For this reason, Deni always advises Mila to be careful. Things could go wrong if one day Mila's husband suspects her.

Moreover, the house he lives in is next to the house belonging to the woman who is currently in an illicit relationship with him.

Right in front of Danny's house. Mila opens the door carefully with a spare key that she always keeps safely, so her husband doesn't find out.

Once inside, Mila immediately locked it tightly while observing the quiet situation outside.

The complex does look deserted in the morning, because the residents are busy with their respective activities.

Mila's breath rushed passionately in front of her eyes. Deni just came out of the bathroom, the young man put on his pants and then approached Mila who was standing looking at him.

"Mom, mom is still early," whispered Deni panicked.

"Come on Den. Mother can't stand it anymore."

Not long in the room, Mila's screams and groans could be heard coming from her mouth which had just reached its peak.

But apparently Mila is not satisfied. Once again, Deni has to serve the woman's desires with extra energy.

Delicious screams sounded from every corner of the room. After that, the two humans drooped limp after quenching their thirst for love.

"Den. Do you still have the money you gave me yesterday?" asked Mila while leaning her face on Deni's chest.

Both of them were lying on a soft bed and still in an innocent state.

"There is still Ma'am. But today Deni wants to buy a laptop," Deni asked.

Mila then got up from the bed, then quickly picked up one by one her clothes that were scattered on the floor.

"Okay, mom go home first. Tomorrow mom, give me the money," said Mila, biting her lower lip, as if she wasn't satisfied with the hot scene she just did.

Deni nodded slightly in response.

That morning was not as usual. For some reason, Samsul always remembers his wife Mila. In the room where he works, he can hear Pak Dadang busy chatting with Mrs. Dewi.

Occasionally the two of them laughed uproariously making Samsul curious and approached them both.

"What's wrong, the morning is already excited. It's not work!" Rebuked Samsul while patting Pak Dadang's shoulder.

"Here, sir. Mrs. Dewi brought something and this is very important for us," Pak Dadang whispered in Samsul's ear.

"What did Mrs. Dewi bring?" Samuel was even more curious.

Mrs. Dewi and Mr. Dadang then smiled.

"Here." Pak Dadang stuffed a small pill into Samsul's hand as he said.

"One grain costs forty thousand. Guaranteed to be strong all day," whispered Pak Dadang.

"What medicine is this?" Samsul's forehead creased as he looked at the small pill he was holding.

"That's strong medicine!" Mrs. Dewi interrupted

"Strong medicine?" Samsul looked at the faces of Mrs. Dewi and Mr. Dadang in surprise.

"Listen, this drug can make your wife thrash hahaha ...." Mr. Dadang laughed out loud seeing Sansul's facial expression.

"Wow! Seriously sir!" Samsul's eyeballs were about to pop out hearing Pak Dadang's confession.

"Don't worry sir. This medicine is efficacious and effective. I have proven it, my wife is addicted!" Mr. Dadang explained.

"Okay, then. Can I buy one?" Samsul was so excited as he reached into his trouser pocket. One hundred bills were given to Mrs. Dewi.

"Here, ma'am. Just save the change for later if I need this medicine again," said Samsul with a shining face.

"Thank you sir. Tonight, you can directly prove the efficacy of this medicine."

Mrs. Dewi and Mr. Dadang returned to their respective offices.

While Samsul was still holding tightly to the drug while imagining Mila who he would later hit with the strong drug.

Samsul smiled to himself in front of his laptop. Tonight, he will fight with his wife to prove the efficacy of the strong medicine Mrs. Dewi sells.

Exactly at five o'clock office hours ended. Immediately Samsul clean up his work file. He couldn't wait to go home.

"Sir." Suddenly Pak Darman tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

Samuel was shocked. "What's the matter, sir?"

"You have been summoned by your superiors to appear immediately!" Darman said.

Samsul snorted roughly. The bald man must have given him a job.

Samsul quickly put the file into the drawer, then walked hastily to Mr. Wisnu's room.

Mr. Vishnu was sitting waiting for him.

"Come on sir. Come in here!" He greeted enthusiastically.

Then Samsul sat facing Pak Wisnu.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"Look. Because today's work is piling up, and I have an event that I can't miss, so I ask you to work overtime today. But don't worry, I'll give you a month's bonus, how about that?

Samsul swallowed hard. How could he refuse Mr. Wishnu's request.

The bald man always gave him a sizable bonus, if Samsul was able to do all the work Mr. Wisnu bestowed upon him.

But what about strong medicine?

Even though that night, Samsul wanted to prove the efficacy of the drug to his wife, but damn!

Mr. Wishnu suddenly asked him for help to complete his work.

But a big bonus in sight.

With a heavy heart, Samsul finally agreed to Pak Wisnu's request. That night, Samsul would work overtime until his work was done.

He can give Mila a pretty bonus. Beloved wife.

"All right. Thank you, oK?"

"Yes, Sir."

Samsul will finish all his work. Although his heart is cranky, but so be it. After all, this is a big bonus.

Before doing his job, Samsul took his cell phone to call his wife.

"Honey ...." Samsul greeted Mila.

"Yes, Pa. What's wrong? How come you're still at the office at this time?" Mila's answer from across.

"Yes, Ma. I'm sorry, Papa seems to be coming home a bit late."

"Why is that? Papa said he would come home quickly, if the work was done."

"What can I do, Ma. The boss asked me to work overtime, that's it. Mama, be careful at home."

"Papa will be home at one o'clock at the latest, Mama can sleep first, okay? You don't have to wait for Papa."

Then Samsul disconnected the call. It was a relief to have contacted Mila, that way he wouldn't worry about his wife, who was always staying overtime every night.

What else can I do to make my wife happy? She has to work hard to fulfill all of Mila's needs.

Mila understands a lot of requests. From bags and expensive clothes, his wife often buys them. Although Samsul never saw the new items his wife bought.

But Samsul believed that Mila did all of this for the sake of making herself happy. Mila wanted to look beautiful and flexible in Samsul's eyes.

That night, Mila felt like she wanted to scream as loud as she could. Her husband would come home late, that way he could have fun with Deni.

Immediately Mila contacted Deni.

"Den."

"Yes ma'am, what's wrong?"

"Are you ready, are you ready? Tonight we will go for a walk. You will wait in the usual place, so no one will see us."

"But Mom. Where is your husband?"

"Never mind Den. Don't think about my husband, he has overtime tonight!"

After saying that, Mila hung up the phone. She rushed to the bathroom to clean herself, dressed beautifully.

That night Mila will spend time with Deni. Take a walk while culinary.

Ah, Mila was so happy that night, I can't imagine what she would do with Deni.

After getting dressed Mila went straight out of the house, it seemed that Deni was ready with his automatic motorbike. Deni was already dressed neatly, that night. Deni is very handsome and dashing.

Mila can't wait to fondle the young man to her heart's content.

"Den. You go first, mother will follow later. Will you wait at the usual place?" Mila whispered.

Deni nodded slowly, he immediately turned on his motorbike and left. Soon Mila followed him on foot. Only ten minutes to reach the front of the gate where they met secretly.

On the way, Mila meets Pak Bowo. His next door neighbor.

"Eh. Mrs. Samsul, very neat, where are you going, ma'am?" he asked politely.

"Oh, sir. I need one, excuse me sir," answered Mila in a hurry to leave.

Mr. Bowo watched Mila with a surprised face. Recently, Pak Bowo has often seen Mila dressed sexy. Even though at her age, Mila is more appropriate to wear the Hijab to make her look polite.

But the woman instead wore a short, knee-length skirt with a tight T-shirt on top, making Pak Bowo shudder when he saw Mila's appearance.

Right in front of the gate. Deni was ready to wait for him, Mila quickly got on the motorbike and hugged Deni tightly to Deni's waist.

"Where are we ma'am?"

"We're going to the cinema Den. There's a horror movie tonight.

"Okay ma'am."

Deni quickly started his motorbike. They both left laughing happily. Along the way, Mila kept kissing Deni's shoulder.

Mila doesn't have the slightest shame when people on the street notice their actions

But Mila doesn't care, no one recognizes her Besides, it was already getting dark. And they are far from home.

And Mila is free to do whatever she wants Deni as a group.

Mila's young soul seems to have revived, she feels like a girl again. Being hitched by the idol makes Mila forget about staying

But people who are in love and forget the mainland. Never think about other people, the important thing is they have a good night

Arrive at a large Mall. They held hands like a pair of lovers who were knitting romance.

Although people around him began to notice the behavior of the two of them. A young man in the hand of a woman who is not young anymore.

Mila will be thirty-eight years old in July. While Deni is only twenty years old.

But for Mila, she feels seventeen years old when she is walking with Deni

The woman has indeed lost her shame, because she was darkened by her blind love for Deni.

On the other hand. Samsul was busy struggling with work, his eyes already looked sleepy. Occasionally he wiped the sweat dripping on his forehead.

That night, he had to quickly finish his task. Tired and tired he didn't care. For Mila's sake he would do anything.

As long as Mila is happy.

Samsul took a deep breath as he glanced at his watch. It's only ten o'clock in the evening, two more hours of work to be done. There are only two files left.

Samsul then stood up from his seat, to tighten his stretched muscles.

"Mila, what are you doing...." Samsul muttered, grabbing the cellphone that was lying on the work table

"Hello dear....'

No answer from the other side.

Samsul pressed his cellphone screen again, calling Mila once again

"Hello dear...."

Still no answer. Even Mila's cell phone is not active.

"Maybe my wife is asleep," he thought.

He sat back down to finish his task. To hurry home.

Samsul really loves Mila, he sometimes feels sorry for his wife, who is always staying overtime every day.

But even so, Mila never complains or gets angry. Her demeanor was normal, only briefly angry. After that, Mila was sweet as usual.

I don't know... what's clear, lately. Mila looks happy and often smiles to herself in the room.

The sound of sighs from the two couples who were engrossed in their activities, filled all around with very minimal lighting, making the room a little dark.

Moans and screams were heard, from Mila's mouth which had just reached its peak, but before it managed to finish it. The sound of the clock on the wall startled them both.

"Gosh! It's already twelve o'clock!"

Mila immediately got up from the bed and so did Deni.

"Why Mom? We're not done yet!" Deni said as he pulled the blanket to cover his muscular body.

"Ouch Den. My husband will be home soon, let's quickly put on your clothes!"

Deni quickly got up from the bed. Then grabbed one by one the clothes scattered on the floor.

"Hurry Den!" Mila was scared, she was so engrossed in making love that she made three rounds. She forgot that her husband Samsul would be home soon.

Deni and Mila quickly walked towards the door of the house.

"Wait a minute Den," Mila whispered, her eyes wandering observing the situation outside. Afraid that someone will see it.

"Safe Den! Let's hurry up!"

Walking stealthily, Deni returned to his house. Luckily that night, no one was outside.

Mila immediately locked the door of the house. His heart was dag dig dug, how could it not! That night they both played hot scenes in the usual place where Mila and her husband made love.

On that bed, Samsul used to rest and unwind. A place where husband and wife should share stories and love. But Mila was so brave, put another man into her private room.

Without Samsul's knowledge of course.

His eyes are dark, his heart is covered by sin, without considering the taste. In the office her husband was sweating sweat looking for rupiah.

Meanwhile, Mila is engrossed in chatting with a man who is not her mahram. Their actions are truly barbaric, just like animals.

After Beni came home. Milla quickly returned to the room to tidy up her messy bed. But suddenly the sound of someone parking the motorbike was heard.

Suddenly Mila was shocked, she quickly ran towards the door of the house. And sure enough Samsul came.

Mila took a deep breath, luckily Deni was home.

"Honey I'm home," said Samsul as he put his motorbike into the house.

Mila pretended to act like a person waking up in front of her husband.

"Hey honey, I'm home," Mila greeted as she tidied up her wrinkled evening gown.

Samsul who was exhausted immediately asked to be made hot tea.

"Put sugar honey!" Mila shouted from the kitchen.

"No, Ma. Earlier at the office, Papa drank up to five cups of coffee, just hot tea, okay?" Said Samsul who was already in the room.

Samsul's eyes immediately fell on his messy bed, the bolster pillows under the bed, the sheets were also out of place.

"Mom....!" Samsul shouted for his wife.

"Yes Papa, what's wrong?" Mila approached Samsul with a pounding heart.

"Here, the bed is so messy, how can Papa sleep if the mattress is messy like this. Papa is tired Ma, Papa wants to rest."

Samsul complained with a face that already looked disheveled because since he was in the office earlier, he was holding back the sleepiness that had plagued him.

"Uh, yes, that's Pa. Just take a moment to clean up Mama, okay?"

Swiftly, Mila then tidied up her bed.

While Samsul returned to the living room, then leaned his body on the sofa, Samsul soon fell asleep.

His white shirt was wrinkled, as was his hair. The look on the face of the husband who since this morning, worked hard for the sake of his beloved wife.

Came home to find the bed messy. Making Samsul, who that night could no longer hold back his sleep. Until he fell asleep on the couch.

"Pa....here you go..." Mila stood still holding a glass of warm tea in hand, but Samsul was sleeping instead.

Mila then put her glass on the dining table, then approached her husband, her husband's face looked so soundly asleep.

She caressed her husband's hair, then wiped her husband's sweat with her night gown. There is a feeling of guilt in the heart, because all this time she has sinned against her husband a lot.

But alas, the inner sustenance that Samsul gave could not satisfy his desire. Mila is tormented when she has sex with Samsul, the man who has been her husband for many years.

During intercourse with Samsul, Mila never felt the release that every wife craves. Only Deni can make him feel heaven on earth, whose pleasures are incomparable.

Mila admits that what she did was a big sin. But as a woman she also needs it.

Mila once bought a tool that could satisfy her desires, which are sold online. But it also can not fully satisfy his desire.

Through friends at her gym, Mila is often offered something even more powerful, she said. But in reality, it actually causes disease for the wearer if you can't take care of it.

Almost all of her gymnastics friends also wear it. Because the tool is no longer a public secret among lonely mothers who are often left on duty by their husbands.

Until finally Mila meets Deni, a young man she knows through social media. With Denilah, then Mila felt the pleasures of heaven on earth.

With Deni, it's as if he's back to his teenage years. Deni is able to make him forget everything, even though the man is just an unemployed man.

But that was not a problem for Mila, because for her the abundant money her husband gave her meant nothing. If her husband can't give what his wife wants.

Namely warm caresses and spoiled flirting from her beloved husband.

And that, he did not get from Samsul. The man was too busy with his world of work. Forgetting his thirst for sex.

Clear liquid started dripping in the corners of her eyes, Mila then buried her face in Samsul's chest and the two of them fell asleep on the couch.

The morning. Samsul blinked several times, before he finally gasped in surprise.

"Mom! What time is it?" Samsul got up from the sofa, glanced at his watch. The time was already eight o'clock in the morning.

Samsul quickly walked to the bathroom. After taking a shower, Samsul went straight to his room wearing a shirt and pants neatly.

Pa, where are you going?" Mila was already standing in front of him.

"How are you doing Mama! Papa has to go to the office, why didn't Mama wake Papa up!" Samsul said while combing his hair.

"Pa. Can you just spend one day with Mama," complained Mila with a pitiful face

"Honey, Papa is doing this for Mama," Samsul coaxed while poking Mila in the nose.

"Enough!" Mila shook off Samsul's hand roughly.

"Hey! What's going on? Why is Mama angry!" Samsul scolded looking at his wife's face in surprise.

"Dad, what do you want? Mama doesn't want all of this, Pa! Mama just wants Papa...sob..." Mila suddenly burst into tears while embracing her husband's body tightly.

Samuel was silent for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

Mila tightened her arms around Samsul.

"Papa has given Mama everything, that's enough. Mama thanks you. But give Mama a chance to serve Papa, almost every day Papa works overtime! Mama also needs Papa.

Mila whined on Samsul's shoulder until Samsul's shirt was wet with Mila's tears that were flowing profusely.