The War of Love 1930
23. A glass of wine

"Huhh?!"

Eva gaping from behind the door slit, she immediately closed her mouth tightly, her eyes perfectly rounded with both feet slowly walking backwards. he was still staring fixed Hema who was holding a woman on her thigh, they were fighting tongue fiercely until one by one clothes began to be undone in any direction.

Bruck

"SISTER!" His light.

Eva reflex kicked the door which then opened wide, showing both of them were on the bed immediately aghast awake covered the body with a blanket.

"Eva?! K-we just-"

"What only? I didn't expect you guys to do something like this!" Eva cut Ilse's speech.

Eva's kick and her loud voice echoed in the silence of the house, making everyone wake up. Including his parents who slept downstairs were heard coming out and were rushing up the stairs.

"Darling what happened?" Hietlar panicked to him.

"What a fuss!" Frederick and Franziska came together.

"Curtain! look at what they did!" Eva pointed into Ilse's room.

Hietlar, Friedrich and Franziska who stood in the hallway in unison turned at the point that Eva pointed to. In an instant they displayed the same expression with perfectly rounded eyes almost out of place.

How they were not surprised, saw Ilse without a thread sitting covered in blankets with Hema who was not dressed at all. Moreover, they do this inside the house, what if Gerlt wakes up and he sees their erotic scenes? totally humiliating.

"SILLY! WHAT THE FUCK?! Sentak Friedrich's.

The middle-aged man looked extremely wrathful, his teeth were bluffing with his jaw stiffening.he rubbed his hair while looking at Hema and Ilse sharply.

"Wake up you wake up! put on your clothes!" Franziska quickly approached Ilse and pushed her into the bathroom to put on clothes.

"Hema, what the fuck are you so brave to touch my sister-in-law!" Hietlar.

"M-sorry sir, s-I'm khilaf. Miss Ilse who teased me first-"

"SILENCE! SHAMELESS, TOUCHING MY DAUGHTER BLAMES HERSELF!" loud Friedrich.

"What's really going on?!" Cetus Eva's.

"I was thirsty before and intended to fetch water in the kitchen......" Hema started telling me about what happened a while ago.

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2 Hours earlier.

Moments before falling asleep, Hema saw the whole room Ilse neatly arranged with sweet photos hanging in every corner of the room. Ilse herself slept in Gerlt's room opposite Hema's room.

The view of Hema who was still turning down the room stopped when he saw the clock on the nightstand that showed time was almost late, he went up to the bed and laid down his body to rest.

But before long he woke up when he felt his throat dry, he again put on his sandals and went down to the kitchen. Inside the kitchen, Hema's gaze was fixed on Ilse who was sitting leaning on the cupboard while sipping a few glasses of wine. His gaze seemed empty and gloomy, then Hema approached the girl.

"Miss, it's not good to drink too much wine."

"Huh stale, I come home from work always drink wine to relieve work stress. After all you already know very well what my drinking ability is."

Despite being drunk, Ilse still seems to be able to control herself and her speech well. Maybe exactly because as he said, too often drinking wine so more immune and not easily drunk.

"Curtain!" Ilse smiled mischievously as she thrust out a wine glass.

Ilse poured the wine until their glass was filled toast and drank the glass in one gulp. They repeatedly did the same thing until 3 bottles of wine ran out.

"N-miss, I've had enough. I-I want to sleep first." Hema left because she could no longer drink.

But his steps stopped when Ilse grabbed Hema's leg and slowly touched her mischievously to the core of Hema.

"Huh miss, please stop. I-this is no good." Hema tried to pat Ilse's hands and body, but the girl was very adamant until now their faces were facing each other and only a few inches left.

"Come on, I think you're curious about the pleasure I can give you, I'm also curious about the way you repay it." Ilse's gaze wildly mischievous towards Hema's lips.

In an instant the girl******* Hema's lips violently and wildly, pushing her all the way to the end of the wall. Hema tried to escape but her drunk self was also carried away. Ilse and Hema continued to clash their tongues while climbing the stairs, Sutih instead led the way to the room but with the body still fused.

Until the moment they were at the peak of lust, Eva suddenly came and broke down the door hard.

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"....I guess that's the story, sir, madam." Hema.

"Yes, what Hema said is true! I teased him first!" Timpal Ilse came out of the bathroom.

Plakk

A loud slap drifted from Franziska right on Ilse's smooth cheek until she fell to the floor.

"Not shameless! is this how we educate you huh?!"

"Patience is good." Eva tried to break up.

On the other hand Hietlar stared at Hema sharply, Hema herself only dared to look at a glance and then again bowed with a look of regret. As well as Friedrich, he had run out of words until he only slowly walked backwards leaning against the wall with a blank look.

"I'm a grown man, I can decide my own wishes." Sahut Ilse glazed.

"Oh, do you feel most mature?! Adults won't be as careless as you!" Franziska.

"As far as you guys are concerned, mama's not done thinking with you!"

Furious and disappointed, Franziska passed down the stairs and left Ilse's room. So did Friedrich, before following his wife to his room he said "Hema, Get out of this house now! I don't want to see your face in this house anymore!"

Hema, Ilse, Eva and Hietlar looked at Frederick's back as it moved away. They all seemed to be agitated and worried about the actions taken by Friedrich and Franziska.

"Hietlar, I leave it to you. I'm tired..." Eva also moved from Ilse's room.

"Dear, go to sleep first."

As much as Eva from Ilse's room now the atmosphere feels very cold and gripping, he said, Hietlar sat on the bedside chair crossed his legs while Hema and Ilse began to sweat coldly staring at Hietlar's discreet behavior.

"Sister, I knew from the beginning that you knew who I was. And I'm so grateful that to this day you're trying to hide my true identity." Chirps Hietlar.

"Yes, sir, please let us be together. We've loved each other for a long time, even long before that year's campaign." Ilih Ilse.

"Alright, I can persuade mom and dad-in-law to bless your relationship. But the condition is that you have to cover up my real identity until the right time comes. How's it?" Hietlar smiled cunningly.

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