Scandal Compound Love
Episode 72

Santa Clarita California's.

The two-story suburban neighborhood was bought by Austin and Andrew as a stopover when they came to America, either to visit the graves of the elderly or take a vacation to fill free time.

Austin and Cindy are there now for the first time as a married couple.

Their parents' homes that sold first, consider it this instead.

A bright morning.

Austin had just opened his eyes when the clock pointed to the number 7.15.

His head turned to the left of the bed he had laid. Blank. Cindy was no longer there, other than a white pillow that rolled neatly with a tie of small blue hair stuck on it.

Austin rubbed his eyes as he straightened his body. The feet are lowered on the floor, then walk towards the bathroom to at least brush your teeth and wash your face.

Next he went out of the room with bare chest after a moment of reflection saw the condition of his face that remained insane.

Down the stairs looking for Cindy's whereabouts which she believes is in the front garden, playing with a bunch of flowers just like yesterday when they had just arrived at this house.

Actuallyno. There was no Cindy there. Austin frowned with a fixed glance.

So where's Cindy?

The situation feels empty. The maid they used to hire would come tomorrow.

The next step made the man smile.

The sound of cooking utensils clanking sounded from the kitchen. Cindy must be there.

Is correct.

Hotpants combined with a crop shirt with a wide chest worn by his wife. The hair was smashed just like that, making Austin interested in approaching. The smell of fragrance even though not bathing always makes Austin tempted.

Cindy was aghast, when a pair of one's burly arms suddenly wrapped around her slender waist without any lumps of fat. His face turned to the side. Automatic banging her husband's nose.

“You!”

Austin responded with a horse's grin without letting go of the circumference of his hug. “What are you cooking, Babe?”

Cindy grunting. The spatula in the hand that stirred the vegetables on the frying pan was still playing. “Do not disturb. Take me off, no!" The answer is with Austin.

“Miss!”

Austin knew his wife was still sulking because of yesterday's problems connected Claire. But he won't apologize, because he doesn't feel wrong. Cindy was just sulking on her own ego.

It won't be easy to shake his wife's stubbornness, Austin knows it's from his sister-in-law-Sigi.

“Iihh! I'll eat food later!” Cindy sprayed, it started to get inflamed.

However ....

THE TRACK!

Austin turned off the stove, delaying Cindy's immature cooking.

Once pulled, the woman's body climbed into her sling, the spatula in her hand slammed and landed under the floor.

“What do you want?!” Cindy rebel. “Please!”

“I want to teach a lesson because you cuekin me allman!” bright Austin. His long legs continued to step without feeling heavy with Cindy's body in a sling.

A room in which there was a hearth, Austin brought his wife there.

Premium rugs of rasfur are spread out under a sofa devoted exclusively to watching television.

“We chat here," said Austin. Cindy kept him in a decapan occupied the annual.

“I haven't had a shower, Austin.” Back the young lady wriggled wanting to break away. Pushing a hairy plain chest was actually very tempting. It's just that Cindy wanted to put a price first.

“Where's your dear call, huh?!" hardik Austin, a little dislike that greeting. From the call 'sister', Cindy changed it to 'honey'. Austin asked, because he didn't want to be considered old. How can a husband be a sister! Didn't approve at that time.

Cindy's face she pulled up to face her face, a distance that stretched out a few inches. “You're still angry, hmm?”

Cindy fell silent.

He's really just upset. Really don't like Austin looking at other women, especially the unusual radiance he caught from a Claire.

The man's breathing pummeled his face until it penetrated into the pores.

“I'm just unfortunately the same as you. Don't be mad. Claire's just a piece of the past that never even existed in my head.” Austin explained in a smooth voice. Cindy's strands of hair in front of her face tidied behind her ears. “Trust me, right?”

Cindy was stunned for a moment. Looking for a little lie in Austin's eyes. But he didn't find it. Feeling her sense of unease begin to descend, she threw away her face. Unfortunately again, Claire's beautiful shadow and staring at her husband with full adoration, still make her heart quiver. Moreover, Austin was equally aware even though he acted unconcerned at all. Cindy felt played.

Luckily, his heart was now accepting. He believes Austin won't be easy to seduce.

“Sayang ..” Austin's voice sounded again.

His hand pulled Cindy's face back to face. Meet face to face piercing each other until the shadow of the two is in each eyeball.

Not a word came out of Cindy's mouth. Locked and starting to dim.

Anxious about it, Austin uses his wild ways.

Within a second, his lips had already advanced to kiss the lips of his wife who might still be upset. Then he was released five seconds later. Cindy's face turned red. “By the way dong, honey," soft Austin voice, more sounds like hiss.

Cindy hung around for a while, then spoke a few seconds later, “I just don't like you hooked up with other girls,” she said. "I want you to just look at me."

Austin couldn't bear to not chuckle. Cindy's cute pouty face made her even more anxious.

His hands went up to his face. Draped Cindy cheeks full of affection. "What matters is that I'm just you, right?" They were still littered with Cindy's position on Austin's lap in front of the hearth.

From the open window, the wind burst into the room giving a cool. Atmosphere of peace instantly.

Among them, two lovebirds who began to clash, had already run from the theme. Now they are engrossed in each other, twisting lid4h exchanging salivae full of flavor. Eyes closed enjoying the melody deepened.

Austin's neck was wrapped around Cindy with both hands, while one of Austin's hands was at home between the waist and the other went up to his wife's innocent nape because the hair rose high made a midrib.

In two minutes the motion turns into a collapse, the further the desire. Roll around tightly, not wanting to escape.

Empty floors become targets of clothing thrown with just anyone. Loud voices crashing into silence.

In the end time swaps fret with des4h sweat without anger.

Time skip----------

In the afternoon.

Satisfied with the sweat bath, Cindy and Austin fell asleep tired. Unknowingly, the sun was already leaning past the number twelve noon.

The woman opened her eyes.

Although his entire body was crumbling because it was devoured Austin until many rounds were crushed, he still forced himself to wake up. Austin's arm moved slowly to lift from his stomach.

Like a baby, Cindy crawled up to grab one by one the clothes that were scattered at some point, then put them on.

Austin, who had lost her, was covered with an idle tablecloth on the table. Haha!

After a funny giggle, Cindy slams away to the kitchen to continue her cooking show that is delayed for some time.

But coincidentally, when his step passed through the front room, the door bell was pressing down. Three times as many.

Cindy had to turn the step.

Door opened.

CLAMPS!

As if he had a ghost, Cindy was shocked.

Claire's face controlled her vision.

“Hai," the beautiful woman waved her hand with a carefree smile. “It's nice to see you again.” ---Using English, yes!

“You ... What are you doing here? How do you know our home?” cecar Cindy without caring for the woman's warm greeting.

Claire smiled without sin. “That's no problem, Miss. It's not ancient roman times" he joked a little.

Cindy silence.

“Do I don't want you to come in, Mrs. Bennedict?”