The Dying Marriage
Challenge: 4
From a distance Amanda sees the goal of a figure who is no stranger to her. Reminds me for a moment. He was no stranger to his stern posture and jaw shape. What Amanda believed were sharp eyes was staring at her. But for what?
Amanda's looking for the answer herself.
It took a long time for Amanda to wake up. Didn't he-some time ago-have gotten the challenge and been passionate about winning it? What Amanda regretted was why she could forget such an important thing. No way! Now he just hopes that the man has not taken a step too far.
Okay, okay, that's not a problem. Now Amanda can do it and start a new plan. Amanda stepped so gracefully approached Pram with her style that was so alluring. It didn't take long, Pram's eyes were in lockdown. For the first time, the aura given by Amanda is not what she used to be - who is a boss.
The incident did not escape the view of Pram. Of course he smiled with excitement. What better than this?
“Der, the cat came alone,” he said without giving a look to Amanda.
“Maybe he just remembered something, Pram.”
“Heh, of course I know,” said Pram.
“What will you do?” ask Der.
“Something of interest.”
Unexpectedly by Amanda, Pram comes to her and holds her back, crisscrosses to her shoulders, and impolitely has dared to hold Amanda's slender waist. No one dared to sassy this before! For God's sake Amanda didn't take this.
“You!” amanda growled, the voice blazing like a blaze in her black eyes. This makes Pram more unnatural pleasure, but he cleverly hides it.
“Why? didn't you come to see me?” That question made Amanda throw away! Either he's ashamed of being discovered or something more. No one knows it.
However, that was already a separate answer for Pram.
Der who was looking from a distance had already ascertained what would happen next. Most likely they will spend the night in bed - if Pram really wants to finish it soon - or choose to chat that ‘look’ wasted.
“Can you be that low? so pede and brash!” Amanda switched the conversation, and a little relieved her anger.
Pram's eyes narrowed, glancing at Der at a glance who was watching him to wait for his continuation. Not long after, Pram looked back at Amanda. “I'm not sure your reputation will be ruined in vain.”
That made Amanda confused. “Hah?”
Pram smiled cunningly, making a danger sign inside Amanda's brain.
“Your speech is not that simple!”
“You're right!” pram's approval makes Amanda even more drunk.
Realizing that here he was about, the soul of the victorious challenger reappeared. “You think I can you trick, heh?”
“Haha, you're wrong. Did I say I'd paddle you?”
Amanda laughed cynically. “You think I believe? At least you're gonna push me, aren't you?”
“You want to dance with me?” For Amanda it's not a question, but a demand that has no way out. Unfortunately, before Amanda could figure it all out, she was too late. Somehow the story of the room lights turned dark and left only the blurry lights.
“You!” exclaim Amanda.
Unfortunately Amanda's exclamations and footsteps did not succeed in making Pram grimace or creak. Precisely the music is increasingly flowing, Pram's hands shrewdly lead Amanda's body to twist beautifully, spin, and almost make the spotlight from the eyes of visitors.
Are they dancing alone? Amanda wondered so. If yes, how next?
Amanda's lips were about to protest, but somehow she regained her silence and chose to continue her dance: enjoying the music and Pram's gaze which-it seemed-beginning crazily.
Don't imagine how that looks. Clearly that was enough for Amanda to make it an excuse to put down her protests. Is it possible that Amanda has forgotten the challenge and let herself lose?
That's choice. It's just that he doesn't understand that Pram really wants to make it no more than a \*\*\*\*\*\* private. If Amanda knew this hidden intent, wouldn't she have killed Pram that day?
“Why?” Pram asked as his dance was still going. “You're getting hooked on me ..., Mrs Amanda?”
Amanda grating. “You're crazy! Am I going to be that low?”
Pram chuckled, this time Pram's madness really seemed. Pram dared to give a touch on Amanda's buttocks that made her goosebumps, for that Pram chuckled. “What is delicious?” tanya Pram is impudent.
“You terrible land crocodile, Pram.”
“Iya, I know. Do you want to give it to this land crocodile?” said Pram.
Amanda grumbled, staring at Pram's bitch. His jade-like white face turned crimson. Then the loud noise makes everything stop, whether music or whispers-whispers-which Amanda believes-that she and Pram are the main topics.
Pram was close to exploding when the slap fell on his cheek. However, Amanda first said, “You are the worst man I have ever met, Pram. Don't you think I \*\*\*\*\*\* lowly. In fact you are worse than \*\*\*\*\*\* itself! Very depraved and uncharacteristic.”
Amanda's departure like that made a quiet atmosphere for some time. No one dared to ask. The people around them made the same conclusion, that the two people who looked like lovers some time ago had a bad relationship and got worse.
That's enough!
Der who had previously come to see, became surprised and hurriedly approached Pram. “You okay?”
“No!” firmly Pram. “My price dropped to pieces, Der. What are you thinking?”
“I told you everything-” Der's speech was cut.
“--I don't accept this insult. It's true that we're both involved in challenges, but now I'll make sure that for me this is not a challenge that I have to win again. But a vengeance.”
Der reminded, “I think you became obsessed with him, Pram.”
“What is important? What is clear is that my pride has been hurt, then the punishment will be much worse than before. Who does she think I am?” sulcan Pram's.
Pram's view on Amanda has become more contemptible than the trash in her barrel. Isn't that guy disgusting? Amanda did not think what Pram had in mind because he had acted recklessly and .. his pride had been insulted!
Did Pram think Amanda would just shut up? Stupid if Pram really thinks like that. If Amanda can't make Pram bankrupt, then her name isn't Amanda. Both Pram and Amanda are stubborn! And unfortunately, their path is harder than it should be.
