Chapter 1: Full story
Nisa is a
25-year-old Muslim woman living in a picturesque Indonesian town, blessed with ivory skin, enchanting brown eyes, and a delicate silhouette. Adhering faithfully to her religious beliefs, she drapes herself in a hijab, a symbol of modesty and grace. Married to Faisal, a tender soul with ebony locks and gentle eyes, their love story began with a promise of eternal devotion. Yet, the cruel hands of fate intervened in their idyllic existence, thrusting them into the labyrinthine machinations of power and desire.
Faisal work as an accountant at one of company owned by Pak Bambang, a prominent and corrupt politician of the region. Unbeknownst to Faisal, however, his seemingly innocuous profession had placed him directly in the crosshairs of Pak Bambang's insatiable appetite for control and domination.
One evening, Pak Bambang held a birthday party
for his young daughter, inviting Faisal and Nisa to join in the festivities. The grandeur of the event was nothing short of breathtaking; opulent decorations, exotic cuisine, and a melodic symphony of laughter and joy filled the air.
As Nisa and Faisal arrived, they were greeted by the imposing figure of Pak Bambang, his eyes fixated on Nisa the moment he laid eyes on her. Gazing at her ivory skin, enchanting brown eyes, and delicate silhouette, he was instantly captivated by her beauty yet innocent appearance.
"Hello Pak, Thanks for inviting us, this party is incredible." said Faisal
, extending his hand to greet Pak Bambang. "May I introduce my wife, Nisa," he added, his voice trembling with pride and affection.
Nisa stood by his side, her eyes glistening with a mix of excitement and apprehension. Dressed in a delicate hijab and a traditional Indonesian kebaya, she exuded an aura of grace and poise that left Pak Bambang utterly spellbound.
"Oh, yes, of course!" Pak Bambang replied, his eyes widening in astonishment, "It is truly a pleasure to meet you, Nisa. Faisal has told me so much about you, but I must say, you are even more beautiful than he described."
Nisa blushed, her cheeks reddening beneath her hijab. "Thank you, Pak Bambang," she murmured softly, her voice a gentle whisper.
Her eyes met his, a fleeting glance filled with an unspoken understanding. It was a look that spoke volumes, a silent conversation between two individuals who knew what lay beneath the façade of civility.
"Well, it's good to see all the guests here tonight," interjected Faisal, his voice cracking slightly. "We should get some food, right, Nisa?"
Nisa nodded, her gaze lingering on Pak Bambang for just a bit longer before turning away.
The night continued with music, laughter, and endless conversations.
Faisal, unaware of the storm brewing within his marriage, happily mingled with colleagues and friends. He occasionally glanced over at Nisa, feeling waves of pride swell through him as he witnessed her effortlessly navigating the social landscape. Meanwhile, Nisa could not ignore the unwavering gaze of Pak Bambang wherever she turned.
"So, tell me, Nisa," Pak Bambang finally said, closing the distance between them. "What do you think of our little town?"
Nisa felt a jolt of unease coursing through her veins but she tried to give her a warmth smile "Well, this town is growing so much lately, it's because of you Pak, you and your company has done so much for everyone so thank you
."
Nisa's answer was diplomatic, but her heart pounded with trepidation, knowing how easily the tides of power could pull someone under.
"That's nice to hear," said Pak Bambang, flashing a grin that revealed a row of perfectly aligned teeth. His eyes bore into hers, penetrating the veil of her hijab and delving into her deepest fears. "But actually I'm here not to talked about our town but to talk about you, Nisa." Pak Bambang took a sip of coffee, his gaze never wavering from her. "
You have a unique beauty, Nisa," he said, his voice low and husky. "A beauty that transcends mere physical attributes."
Nisa felt a shiver run down her spine, but she managed to maintain her composure. "Thank you, Pak Bambang," she replied, her voice soft and demure. "I am flattered by your words."
"Flattered?" Pak Bambang raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I assure you, Nisa, my intentions are far more noble than that."
Nisa hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. "I appreciate your sincerity, Pak Bambang," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I am truly blessed to have caught your attention."
Pak Bambang leaned closer, his breath warm against Nisa's cheek. "Your beauty, Nisa," he whispered, his gaze intense and unwavering, "is a gift that can bring great happiness to those who cherish it."
Nisa swallowed hard, her throat dry and her palms sweating. She knew full well the consequences of defying Pak Bambang. Yet, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him, despite her reservations. "Pak Bambang," she managed, her voice quivering, "Thank you for your kind words."
"It's a blessing for me to be able to meet a woman as beautiful as you, Nisa, maybe we could have lunch or dinner together sometime? I would really enjoy getting to know you better." he suggested.
"Pak Bambang, I'm honored by your invitation, but you know, I have to asked Faisal
first and make sure he's okay with it," Nisa answered carefully, trying to navigate the situation delicately.
Pak Bambang smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Of course," he assured her in a velvety tone. "I understand completely. But don't worry, I'd never want to cause any problems between you and your husband."
Nisa offered a weak smile, feeling the pressure mounting. "Thanks, Pak Bambang," she managed weakly.
And that night after the party, as Nisa and Faisal
sat down alone and talked about the party, Nisa hesitantly told Faisal about Pak Bambang's flirtations and his propositions.
"Honey, I need to tell you something," Nisa began, her voice trembling slightly. "Pak Bambang, he... He asked me out on a date."
Faisal's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart sinking as he realized the gravity of the situation. "What?" he gasped, his voice hoarse with shock. "Are you serious?"
Nisa nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. "Yes," she whispered, her voice breaking. "He flirted with me throughout the night and then asked me to have lunch or dinner with him."
Faisal felt a wave of anger surge through him, his fists clenching tightly.
"How could he," he muttered beneath his breath, his voice shaking with rage. "Does he think he can just take whatever he wants?"
Nisa reached out and gently touched Faisal's arm, her eyes pleading for understanding. "I know he's dangerous," she whispered, her voice trembling. "But I can't bear the thought of putting you in harm's way."
Faisal sighed heavily, his eyes locked on Nisa's worried face.
"I never wanted this, baby," he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. "Please be careful honey, , he's not the type of guy you wanna mess with."
Nisa nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. "I know," she choked out, her voice strained. "I promise to find a way to reject his advance without causing trouble."
Faisal sighed heavily, his eyes filled with concern. "Okay," he said, his voice low and steady. "Just remember, we're in this together. We'll figure something out."
The days that followed, without telling her husband, Nisa actually accepted Pak Bambang's invitation to meet. She knew it was a dangerous game she was playing, but she believed that she could handle it. After all, she was a strong, independent woman, not a helpless victim.
Their first meeting was at a secluded coffee shop, where Pak Bambang regaled her with stories of his political triumphs and business ventures. He spoke with such confidence and charisma that Nisa found herself captivated by his charm. He was a man of power, and she felt a strange attraction to him that she couldn't quite explain.
As the days passed, Nisa found herself meeting Pak Bambang more frequently. They would often rendezvous at cozy restaurants, where they would share intimate meals and engage in deep conversations. Pak Bambang was always respectful and considerate, and Nisa found herself beginning to trust him.
But Nisa convinced herself that all the meeting with Pak Bambang just for the sake of saving her husband.
Pak Bambang repeatedly tried to flirt with her but Nisa only answered his advances with thanks and flattered expressions.
With his mischievous grinned, Pak Bambang flirt with Nisa on one intimate lunch "Thank you so much for having lunch with me today, Nisa." he says sweetly. "it such a blessed to have lunch with a beautiful woman like you Nisa"
"Ah, Pak Bambang, you know how to make a girl feel special," Nisa replies, her tone warm and appreciative. "I'm truly honored to be in your presence."
Pak Bambang's eyes sparkle with delight and he leans forward, his voice dropping to a hushed whisper. "You know, Nisa, you're not just a beautiful woman, you're a remarkable person. I find myself utterly captivated by your grace and intelligence."
Nisa blushes, her cheeks reddening beneath her hijab. "Oh, Pak Bambang," she murmurs softly, her voice a gentle whisper. "I'm just an ordinary woman, but I'm truly blessed to have caught your attention."
He chuckles and reaches across the table, placing his hand over hers.
"But you, Nisa, are anything but ordinary. You're extraordinary."
Nisa feels a rush of warmth spread through her body, and her heart begins to race. She knows she shouldn't allow himself to be swayed by Pak Bambang's charm, but she can't help but feel an undeniable connection with him.
"Pak Bambang," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "Thank you for your kind words."
His fingers tighten around her hand, and he gazes into her eyes with a smoldering intensity.
"Would you believe that I've been dreaming of moments like these since the first time I saw you?" he confesses, his voice hushed and reverent. "You know, Nisa, you possess a rare combination of beauty and intellect, making you stand out amidst the crowd."
Nisa blinks back tears, her heart fluttering in her chest. "Pak Bambang," she murmurs, her voice catching in her throat. "I never imagined that you would feel this way about me."
He smiles, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
And the day What Faisal and Nisa had been afraid of had finally arrived. Pak Bambang called Faisal and Nisa to his private office
.
"Come in," Pak Bambang said, his voice booming with authority. "I have something important to discuss with you both."
Faisal and Nisa exchanged uneasy glances before stepping into the opulent office, their hearts pounding with trepidation. The office was adorned with plush leather chairs, expensive artwork, and a massive mahogany desk that stretched across the length of the room.
Pak Bambang sat behind the desk, his eyes locked on Faisal and Nisa as they took their seats. "Well, I've met with Nisa several times now, and I must say, she's a delightful companion." Pak Bambang's voice carried a hint of smugness, and Nisa felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her facing the truth Pak Bambang bring their secret meeting that Faisal never knows. Meanwhile Faisal looks at Nisa, feeling hurt and betrayed.
"Look," Pak Bambang continued, his voice firm and authoritative.
" After several meetings with Nisa, I have a simple request for you both. I want Nisa to be my mistress, she's a lovely woman and I want to spend more time with her" Pak Bambang declared bluntly, his eyes boring into Faisal's gaze, "In return, I shall protect you and ensure that you live a comfortable life."
Pak Bambang continue his explanation "Don't worry, you can keep your marriage, I just want
to fulfill my desires every once in a while, I will give you all the perks you deserve, Faisal. You won't regret it."
Faisal's blood boiled at the thought of his precious Nisa being taken advantage of by this manipulative man. He shot Pak Bambang a venomous glare, his jaw clenched tight. "You've got to be kidding me," he ground out, his voice cold and furious.
"Do you honestly expect me to agree to this?"
Pak Bambang leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smirk curling at the corners of his mouth. "Well, Faisal," he drawled, his voice dripping with smugness, "I wouldn't call it an expectation. Rather, it's a generous offer—one that you simply cannot refuse."
Faisal clenched his fists, his knuckles whitening as he restrained himself from lunging across the desk.
Nisa caress her husband arm, giving him a comforting look and turning to Pak Bambang with a gracious smile. "Pak Bambang," she began, her voice soft and warm, "I truly appreciate your kind words and the time we've spent together."
"I'm flattered by your interest and I know it's such an honor for every woman in this town to catch your eye."
She paused, her eyes locking onto Pak Bambang's piercing gaze. "I'm happy that you 've chosen me to accompany you."
Pak Bambang's lips curled into a wicked grin, his eyes dancing with lustful intent. "Now, I'd like to ask a favor of you, Nisa. I hope you won't turn me down."
Nisa give him her sweet smile and answer him politely "Of course Pak Bambang, no one will ever deny your generous offer" she chuckles, trying to hide her true feelings "we just need
some time to discuss about it, please give us some days to think it over."
Pak Bambang nod approvingly "Alright, I grant you three days to decide, but i have high hopes that you will accept my proposal."
Nisa and Faisal exchange nervous glances, fearing the consequences of refusing Pak Bambang's demands.
Once they returned home, the tension between Nisa and Faisal was palpable. Their voices remained hushed, and their movements were deliberate, as if walking on eggshells.
Faisal seems angry and furious with Nisa "What the hell happened there?" he snapped, his voice rising in frustration. "He's trying to steal you away from me but why you still go along with his bullshit?"
Nisa took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. "Faisal," she began, her voice trembling slightly, "I know this is difficult for you to understand, but I'm doing this to protect you."
Faisal scoffed, his eyes narrowing in disbelief. "Protect me?" he spat, his voice laden with sarcasm. "You call this protection? by giving him a hope
that you'll agree to his twisted terms?" Faisal yelled, his voice echoing loudly in the quiet house.
Nisa closed her eyes, taking a deep breath before opening them again, looking straight ahead at Faisal. "Faisal," she said calmly, her voice a soothing balm to the tension-filled room. "I know this situation is tough on you, but I'm doing this to keep you safe. I'm telling a kind word to him just to
buy us some time," Nisa explained, her voice strained but resolute. "I can't bear the thought of losing you, Faisal."
Faisal's anger simmered beneath the surface, his eyes burning with resentment. "I don't care about safety," he growled, his voice thick with bitterness. "What matters to me is that I'm losing you, Nisa. I can't stand the idea of sharing you with another man."
Nisa lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly.
"I know, Faisal," she whispered, her words weighed down by guilt and sadness. "But I can't risk your life. I'd rather sacrifice my own happiness than lose you forever."
Faisal stared at her, his eyes brimming with pain. "But, Nisa," he protested, his voice hoarse with desperation. "This isn't the solution. There must be another way."
Nisa nodded her head, her eyes welling up with tears. "Of course honey, we'll figure something out," she murmured, wrapping her arms around Faisal's waist. "I believe things will work out for the best."
Faisal reluctantly nodded, his grip tightening around Nisa's hand. "Alright," he murmured, his voice heavy with uncertainty. "Let's give it a try. Let's wait until we can figure out a way out of this mess."
But
before the deadline of three days, Faisal received a shocking email from Pak Bambang with the subject saying "Thank you for accepting my proposal". The email contained an attachment, a video with an hour-long duration revealing a shocking truth: Nisa passionately engaging in a sexual encounter with Pak Bambang.
Faisal's heart shattered as he watched the video, his eyes welling up with tears. He felt an overwhelming sense of betrayal, his mind reeling from the devastating revelation. It's seems his wife, Nisa secretly without telling him
, already agreed to Pak Bambang's twisted proposal. How could she betray him like this? he thought bitterly. Anger, confusion, and sadness swirled inside him, threatening to consume him whole.
As he watched the video, it shows that Nisa seems in the hotel room with Pak Bambang, wearing her finest hijab and stunning Muslimah dress. At The beginning of the video, Nisa and Pak Bambang was talking sweet and romantic words to each other. Pak Bambang teased and flirted with Nisa while Nisa shyly replied his words and give him praised.
Pak Bambang teased Nisa "
You know, Nisa, you're so beautiful," he says, his eyebrows raising playfully. "There aren't many women in this place who can match your elegance, especially with your hijab and modest attire."
Nisa blushing and shyly replied "Oh, Pak Bambang, you're too kind," she giggles, her eyes shining like stars.
"I'm just doing my best to uphold the values of Islam," she adds, adjusting her hijab. " But I'm glad you
appreciate my modesty."
Pak Bambang grins, his eyes sparkling with admiration. "You're a treasure, Nisa," he says, reaching out to touch her hand. "And I'm grateful that we found each other."
Nisa blushes, her eyes darting nervously around the room. "I'm just happy to be here," she murmurs, her voice quivering slightly. "it's such an honor to accompany
you, Pak Bambang."
Pak Bambang chuckles, his eyes dancing with excitement. "Well, Nisa," he purrs, his voice smooth and seductive, "let's make this moment even more memorable."
Without warning, he grabs Nisa and pulls her close, his lips crashing down on hers in a passionate kiss.
Nisa struggles at first, instinctively resisting the intrusion, but soon surrenders to the intoxicating embrace.
As the camera pans out, the sounds of moaning and heavy breathing fill the air, accompanied by the occasional thud of flesh hitting flesh. The sight of Nisa writhing naked on the bed, her hijab discarded and her modest attire reduced to shreds, leaves Faisal feeling nauseated and betrayed.
"Nisa!" he cries, his voice breaking as he watches his beloved wife succumb to Pak Bambang's depraved desires. She even
seem to enjoy it, not just going along with it but actively participating and responding to Pak Bambang's touches and kisses. How could she betray him like this?"
Faisal sits down on the edge of the bed, his legs trembling beneath him. He stares blankly at the computer screen, unable to tear his gaze away from the damning evidence. As he watches Nisa writhe and moan under Pak Bambang's ministrations, his heart breaks into a million pieces.
Nisa his pious and innocent wife is naked only wearing her hijab writhing and moaning everytime Pak Bambang thrusting his big cock into her pussy. She moans and groans with pleasure. The scene is beyond belief, Faisal wonders how could he believe that this was his devotedly religious wife, Nisa. Her eyes are closed, her mouth open wide in ecstasy, and her hands gripping the sheets as she rides Pak Bambang's erection.
Nisa seems to enjoy every second of it, moaning and whimpering loudly, her entire body arching off the bed.
Faisal feels the urge to vomit, his stomach churning in disgust.
He can't believe what he's seeing: his pious and innocent wife, the same woman who recited verses from the Quran every day, now shamelessly pleasuring a man twice her age.
It clearly that Nisa not
not just went along with it, but she fully embraced the experience with eagerness and pleasure. Faisal's heart aches as he watches her in this state; her eyes are closed, her mouth open wide in ecstasy, and her hands gripping the sheets as she rides Pak Bambang's erection.
Nisa seems to enjoy every second of it, moaning and whimpering loudly, her entire body arching off the bed. She's so turned on that she's even fingering herself, rubbing her clit as Pak Bambang continues to fuck her relentlessly.
Every thrust makes her moan louder, her body twitching uncontrollably against him. Her eyes are shut tight, her mouth wide open as she lets out a scream of pure bliss.
"Oh God, yes!" she screams, her voice echoing throughout the room. "Harder, Pak Bambang, harder! FUCK ME HARDER!"
Faisal couldn't believe what he saw, his pious and innocent hijab wife that few days ago told him that she affraid of Pak Bambang and promised to
stay loyal to him now shamelessly begging Pak Bambang to pound her harder. This was the woman he loved, and now she was lost to him. The lovemaking seemed to last forever, and the moans of pleasure coming from Nisa grew louder and more desperate.
With Pak Bambang, Nisa seem found her perfect match sex companion . She reveled in every sensation, her body responding with eager abandon, wanting more and more with each passing moment.
Her hips bucked wildly, grinding against Pak Bambang's hard member, as the two of them became entangled in a frenzied dance of lust and desire.
Their body moved like a symphony, each movement perfectly synchronised that made them like a true wild couple. It break Faisal's heart even more, Nisa never acted like this with him before. With him Nisa always be a shy and reserved lady, not like with Pak Bambang, she was a totally different person.
Nisa looked like she really enjoyed the act, not just going along with it, but fully embracing the experience with eagerness and pleasure. Faisal's heart ached as he watched her in this state; occasionally Nisa even willingly to suck Pak Bambang's cock, something that she never did with him before.
In that video, Faisal could see how Nisa's hijab head up and down, moving rhythmically, swallowing Pak Bambang's long thick shaft, as if the cock was meant to belong there, in her mouth. Nisa sucks Pak Bambang's cock
with full enthusiasm and energy, seemingly drunk on the lust that consumed her.
Faisal watched the explicit scenes unfold on his laptop screens, his heart racing with shock and despair. His beloved Nisa - the woman he cherished and respected for her innocence and faithfulness - was transformed into a sultry vixen, a completely different person under Pak Bambang's influence. She seemed to be in complete control and thoroughly enjoying the illicit affair, unapologetically relishing every second of it. he cried into the silent room, his voice cracking with sorrow.
Faisal realize that it seems her innocent hijab wife secretly have a hidden wild side that she never showed to him before. Behind her devout Muslimah appearance Nisa seems have a massive lustful desire and sadly for Faisal, she unleash her lustful desires with Pak Bambang instead of him.
Faisal was devastated and broken. His wife who used to be a faithful and caring woman seemed to have transformed into a wild and untamed creature. She was willing to do anything to satisfy Pak Bambang's perverted needs. Faisal's heart ached as he watched the video, feeling like he was watching a different woman entirely.
Faisal slammed his fist against the wall, his rage boiling over. His mind raced with questions and doubts. How could Nisa betray him like this? Had she been lying to him all along?
And after an hour video was played, their illicit affair seems almost ended when the scenes showing Nisa presented her innocent hijab face in front of Pak Bambang's cock, she looks willingly to accept Pak Bambang's cum shot in her beautiful hijabi face.
Her hijab was carefully placed aside while the moment Pak Bambang release his sperm onto her face it covered her beautiful hijabi face with sticky semen.
The semen splashed onto her forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips, covering her innocent hijabi face in creamy jizz. She didn't move an inch and accepted the load of semen with pride.
Pak Bambang even allowed Nisa to lick the remaining cum from his dick, which she eagerly did.
As the video end, the bedroom door flew open, and Nisa stormed in, her eyes red and swollen from crying. "Faisal, Honey.." she gasped, her voice shaking with emotion. From a few moments ago, She knew that her husband was watching
her sex tape with Pak Bambang. Her heart pounded in her chest, her cheeks flushed with shame as she tried to compose herself. "Honey, I can explain," she pleaded, her voice cracking under the weight of her guilt. "Please, listen to me."
Faisal turned to face her, his eyes burning with anger and betrayal. "Explain?" he spat, his voice laced with disgust. "How can you possibly explain this, Nisa?"
Nisa swallowed hard, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Please, Faisal," she begged, her voice cracking beneath the weight of her guilt. "Give me a chance to explain."
Faisal stood up abruptly, his eyes flashing with anger. "You don't need to explain anything, Nisa," he spat, his voice laced with contempt. "You've made yourself clear enough through that disgusting video."
Nisa saying desperately, her tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm sorry Honey, I have to do this to protect you."
Faisal's anger surged within him, his voice rising in indignation. he spat, his tone laced with scorn. "By sleeping with him?"
Nisa hung her head low, her voice trembling with shame. "Yes, I know it's wrong," she confessed, her words trailing off in defeat. "But I couldn't find any other way to save you. I have to accept his proposal
," Nisa said, her voice trembling. "I'm sorry, Faisal."
Faisal paced back and forth in the living room, clenching his fists. "I don't understand," he muttered, his voice laced with disbelief. "Why didn't you tell me? We could have figured something else out."
Nisa shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears. "I was scared," she admitted, her voice cracking. "I didn't want to put you in danger.
" Nisa's voice trembled, her eyes pleading with Faisal. "I just wanted to protect you."
Faisal clenched his fists, his anger simmering beneath the surface. "And you thought that betraying our marriage vows was the right thing to do?" he seethed, his voice thick with bitterness.
"I was desperate, Faisal," Nisa insisted, her voice shaking with desperation. "You know how dangerous Pak Bambang is, no one have ever safe after saying no to him" she added, her eyes filled with concern.
Faisal's face contorted in anger, his voice rising higher. he roared, his voice shaking with outrage. "But how about this video? you seems to enjoy it," Faisal asked accusingly, pointing at the laptop screen with a trembling finger. "How can you betray me like this?"
Nisa winced, her eyes filling with remorse. "I know it looks bad," she stammered, her voice wavering. "I didn't have any choice, so I choose to enjoy it ."
Faisal stood rigid, his eyes locked on Nisa as she spoke. "Enjoy it?" he repeated, his voice taut with skepticism. "Are you serious?"
Nisa nodded, her voice quavering as she searched for the right words. "Yes darling, I'm sorry if I have to choose to enjoy it rather than having to suffer the pain of accepting him raping me" Nisa then giggled a little even though her tears kept falling "but it turns out having sex with Pak Bambang was really good and I can't hold myself to keep enjoy it hihihi" she chuckled sheepishly while wiping her tears. "I'm sorry Faisal" Nisa
quickly apologize again, looking up at Faisal with apologetic eyes.
Faisal's face was stone cold, his eyes fixed on Nisa. He could feel his anger rising within him, ready to explode. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "Listen, Nisa," he finally managed to say, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside him. "I get it. You had a plan. But why didn't you trust me with this?
" Faisal demanded, his voice laced with hurt. "We could have gone through this together."
Nisa bowed her head, her voice trembling with regret. "I don't know Faisal, I..I just don't want you choosing a wrong path and putting yourself in danger by fighting with Pak Bambang"
Nisa sniffled, her voice quivering. "I know, my decision maybe hard for you" she whispered, her voice filled with regret. "I'm sorry, Faisal. I should have trusted you more."
Faisal sighed heavily, his anger dissolving into resignation. "It's okay, Nisa," he replied softly, his voice carrying a hint of forgiveness. "We just need to figure out how to deal with this situation now."
Nisa bit her lip, her eyes darting nervously around the room. "Thank you honey, but I've already take my decision to accept his proposal."
Faisal exhaled sharply, his jaw clenching tightly. "So, what does this mean for us?" he asked hesitantly, his voice barely audible.
Nisa tell Faisal the truth that they have to face, her eyes filled with sadness. "Well, you know honey, like what you see in that video, I've already slept with Pak Bambang and accept his offers to be his mistress so I hope you let me please him and serving his desire
anytime he asks," Nisa said, her voice quivering slightly. "Just for your safety, you know."
Faisal's heart shattered at her words, his anger dissipating into a profound sense of sadness. "But Nisa," he croaked, his voice cracking with emotion. "How can you do this to me?"
Nisa bit her lip, her eyes welling up with tears. "I know, Faisal," she whispered, her voice shaking with remorse. "I didn't want to, but I had no choice. everything already happened ." Nisa whispered, her voice cracking. "I can't take it back."
Faisal clenched his fists, his heart sinking further. "Can't take it back?" he echoed, his voice laced with disbelief. "You mean, you're stuck with him now?"
Nisa nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. "Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I can't leave now. I made a promise to him.
" She paused, gazing intensely at Faisal. "To be his... whatever he wanted."
Faisal inhaled deeply, steadying himself before speaking. "His... mistress?" he asked, his voice hollow.
Nisa nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Yeah," she whispered, her voice cracking. "I didn't want to, but I had no choice. everything all set."
Faisal sighed heavily, his anger dissipating into a profound sense of sadness "But how about our relationship? about our future?" Faisal asked, his voice shaking.
Nisa pressed her lips together, her eyes welling up with tears. "I honestly don't know," she admitted, her voice cracking. "All I know is that I love you."
Nisa looked directly into Faisal's eyes, her voice quivering with vulnerability. "No matter what happens, I promise that I'll always love you and cherish our marriage"
she declared softly, holding onto his hand tightly. "But for now, let's focus on protecting ourselves and making sure we stay safe."
Faisal furrowed his brow, his voice strained. "I don't know, Nisa," he mumbled, his words dripping with doubt. "I just can't picture a future where you're constantly servicing Pak Bambang."
Nisa pursed her lips, her eyes brimming with determination. "I know, baby," she cooed, her voice softening. "But think about it.
" Nisa caressed Faisal's arm reassuringly, her eyes shimmering with conviction. "If you stay with me, you'll gain access to all the benefits and protection Pak Bambang offers. Think of it as a means to survive in this godforsaken town." Nisa met his gaze, her eyes welling up with determination.
"Maybe this is Allah blessings for us ," she mused, her voice sounding hopeful. "We can use this opportunity to change our life to be better, imagine how our life could be
changed if we have Pak Bambang's support, and you also have the chance to develop good connections and get rich." She explained with confidence ringing in her voice. That's the another reason why she didn't hesitate to agree to Pak Bambang's offer earlier then took the decision by herself and not telling Faisal. For Nisa, it was a golden opportunity that came knocking once in a lifetime. She would do anything to secure a bright future for both of them but she didn't reveal this reason to Faisal.
Initially Nisa just told Faisal that her decision to accept to be Pak Bambang's mistress just to save Faisal from danger but without Faisal ever knowing
that she also want to grab this opportunity to improve their lives.
"Think about it, honey," Nisa continued, her voice gaining momentum. "Imagine how much easier our lives would be if we had Pak Bambang's support. No more struggling to be rich, no more worrying about getting what we wants."
Nisa argued passionately, her eyes shining with optimism. "We'd be able to afford the nicest things and live comfortably."
"And also maybe..."Nisa paused , gazing intently at Faisal.
"Maybe what, Nisa?"
Faisal prompted, his curiosity piqued. He noticed the sparkle in her eyes, sensing that she was concealing something deeper.
Nisa gazed intently at Faisal, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Well, maybe..." she trailed off, her voice dropping to a whisper. "This is Allah blessings for us to have a baby, you know we always dreaming about having children, maybe to be Pak Bambang's mistress, Pak Bambang could help me to have baby that we always want but you never capable to give me." Nisa's gaze shifted between Faisal and her lap, her voice softening with nostalgia. "We have been trying for years, Faisal, and nothing worked. Maybe this is the answer to our prayers." Nisa shared with a wistful smile, her fingers entwined with Faisal's. "It might be Allah's will for us to be blessed with a child through Pak Bambang. Imagine what a wonderful gift that would be."
Nisa stared at Faisal, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Maybe this is Allah answer for our countless time prayers for having child, honey. Maybe this is Allah's will to let Pak Bambang bless us with a baby," Nisa says, her voice hushed and earnest. "And I'm sure Pak Bambang capable to impregnate me easily and give us a child that we always dreamed off"
she adds confidently, her voice full of hope. "Imagine that soon, you'll see me carry a baby that will grown up as a child who will bring joy and happiness to our lives. even though
it comes from Pak Bambang but at least we'll have the baby," Nisa suggested optimistically, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Don't you want to see me pregnant someday, Faisal? To see our dream come true?"
Faisal studied Nisa closely, assessing her intentions. He realized that his wife truly believed that being Pak Bambang's mistress was the best solution for their problems. He wasn't sure whether he could forgive her for betraying their marriage vows, but he couldn't deny the possibilities she offered.
Faisal weighed the consequences of staying with Nisa and the potential rewards that awaited them. He could sense that his anger was gradually melting away, replaced by a strange mix of curiosity and acceptance. If he were honest with himself, he had considered the idea of elevating their status in society. After all, it was easy to fantasize about luxury and comfort when they had lived most of their lives struggling to make ends meet. And now, here he was, standing on the precipice of such an opportunity.
"Okay," he conceded, his voice heavy with reluctance.
"Let's try it your way." Although Faisal still struggled to reconcile his feelings, he couldn't deny the allure of the opportunities Nisa presented. In his heart, he hoped that their marriage could endure this challenging test. Together, they might navigate the turbulent waters ahead and emerge stronger than ever.
"That's great, Faisal!" Nisa exclaimed, clutching his hand tightly. "I knew you'd see things my way. I promise that I'll do everything to make this work for us." She smiled widely, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"I love you honey, You always make me believe you're the best husband ever" Nisa said, planting a sweet kiss on Faisal's cheek. Nisa's tears now change into smiles, feeling relieved that faisal finally understood her reasoning behind agreeing to seduce Pak Bambang.
"Thanks my dear, I really appreciate your understanding," Nisa responded warmly, wrapping her arms around Faisal's neck. "I promise, even though Pak Bambang can easily used my body anytime he wants, but my heart and my love will always belong to you only." She pampering Faisal with kiss on his cheeks.
"Thanks for trusting me," Nisa says, pulling Faisal closer to her. "I promise to do everything to make this work for us."
She rests her head on Faisal's shoulder, sighing contentedly. "Just relax and let me handle things from now on," she whispers, her voice laced with reassurance.
Faisal reluctantly nodded
, his grip tightening around Nisa's hand. "Alright, babe," he murmurs, his voice thick with uncertainty. "I guess you got a point."
He feels torn apart, torn between his loyalty to her and his fear of losing her. He wants to scream, to shout, to vent his frustration, but he knows he must remain composed. This isn't the moment to lose his cool.
"Good," Nisa breathes, squeezing his hand gently.
Then Nisa's face turn to excited smiled "Oh yeah honey, since you already understand our decisions, tomorrow Pak Bambang asked me to accompany him into his Villa, he wants to having fun with me for a week. I hope you'll okay with that huh?"
Nisa says, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "After all, you already agree with my decisions, aren't you?"
A shiver runs down Faisal's spine at the mere thought of spending a whole week with Pak Bambang. However, he nods, forcing a smile. "Sure," he replies weakly, his voice laced with uncertainty. "Whatever you want, Nisa."
Nisa added excitedly "And he told me that he want you to drive us to the Villa, I'm sure you willingly to do it, right?"
Nisa ask Faisal while grinning widely
Faisal swallowed hard, his stomach churning at the thought of driving his wife and Pak Bambang for having fun in the villa. He knew he had no choice but to comply with their wishes. With a weak smile, he managed to utter, "Sure, I'll drive you guys there."
"Great!" Nisa squealed, jumping up and down like a schoolgirl. "I'm so excited!"
Faisal felt confused seeing his wife who now seemed to have two personalities. Every time in front of him, Nisa always acts like she is a devout and innocent hijab wife that always love him deeply but when talking about Pak Bambang, Nisa 's expression changes dramatically. Suddenly she seems so happy and enthusiastic, like she has found the key to her dreams. Even though she keeps insisting that she loves him and that she only accepts Pak Bambang's advances for his own sake, Faisal couldn't ignore the obvious signs of pleasure that Nisa seems to derive from her encounters with Pak Bambang. It was as if Nisa's real personality was emerging, showing itself through the cracks that formed during her secret rendezvous with Pak Bambang.
The hidden desires and fantasies she had repressed for so long suddenly began to unravel and transform her. Faisal watched in stunned silence as Nisa transformed into a completely different person when talking about Pak Bambang
. She was no longer the timid, reserved woman he had known for years; instead, she became a seductive siren eager to indulge in the forbidden pleasures that Pak Bambang promised.
"Oh, thank you, Honey," Nisa gushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I knew you'd understand. Tomorrow morning, please prepare yourself to drive me and Pak Bambang to his villa."
"Of course," Faisal muttered, his voice hoarse with suppressed resentment.
He knew he couldn't argue with Nisa anymore. He had already made his decision, and he was determined to stick with it. Besides, he needed to ensure her safety, especially when dealing with someone as powerful and ruthless as Pak Bambang.
"Assalamualaikum, Halo Pak Bambang, you know what? Faisal agreed to drive us to your Villa, uuhh I can't wait to having fun with you for a week," Nisa giggles over the phone, sounding ecstatic. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Pak Bambang."
Overhearing his wife's conversation, Faisal grimaces, swallowing the lump in his throat. He grabs the steering wheel, gripping it tightly. He drives toward the exit ramp and signals a right turn. The tension between them is palpable, as they silently navigate the winding roads leading to Pak Bambang's villa.
"Hey, Nisa," Pak Bambang chuckles, his voice deep and commanding. "You sound super excited huh?"
Pak Bambang teased, his laughter echoing in the phone. "I can't wait either, Nisa. Let's create some unforgettable memories."
Nisa giggled, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. "I can't believe it's happening," she squeaked, her voice breaking slightly. "I'm gonna spend a whole week with you, Pak Bambang."
Pak Bambang chuckled, his voice deep and resonant. "I know, baby," he purred, his tone dripping with satisfaction.
"I can't wait to explore every inch of your lovely body. Just imagine the delicious sensations we'll experience together."
Nisa shivered, her hands trembling with anticipation. "I can't deny that I'm excited too," she confessed on the phone, her voice quivering like a leaf in autumn's breeze. "I can't wait to please you again like in hotel a couple days ago. but know for a whole week hihihi" Nisa giggled, her voice teasing like a playful kitten.
"Oh, Pak Bambang, I can't wait to see you tomorrow morning."
Pak Bambang chuckled, his voice deep and sultry. "Me too, baby," he purred, his tone oozing with anticipation. "I've been looking forward to spending uninterrupted time with you. everyday I'll fuck you hard
and make you cum until you beg for mercy," Pak Bambang growls, his voice dark and sinister. "My cock will fill you up in ways you can't possibly imagine."
Nisa shivers, . "uuhhh I can't wait," she gasps, her voice tight with anticipation. "I'm so ready for you to claim me, Pak Bambang. hihihi"
Nisa giggles, her voice high-pitched and excited. "I can't wait to show you what I've got," she teases, her voice husky with desire.
"You know what Pak Bambang, this conversation is turn me on hihihi"
Nisa giggles, her voice sultry and inviting. "And I promise you, I'll be ready when we arrive at the villa."
Pak Bambang chuckles, his voice dark and enticing. "I can't wait to taste you, Nisa," he groans, his voice thick with lust. "I want to watch you squirm and moan beneath me, begging for more."
Nisa shivers, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. "Oh, Pak Bambang," she whimpers, her voice vibrating with arousal. "I think I can't wait any longer until tomorrow. eemmm I have an idea"
Nisa suddenly broke the silence, a naughty grin spreading across her face. Her hands fidgeted nervously in her lap, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"What is it baby?" Pak Bambang purrs, his voice thick with anticipation. "Do you have a surprise for me?"
Nisa giggles, her voice sultry and inviting. "How if tonight you stay with me here? in my house? " Nisa asked flirtatiously, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "I'll prepared my bedroom for you so we can start our fun from tonight and tomorrow morning we can just straight away from my house to your Villa without wasting time."Nisa purred suggestively, her eyes sparkly with mischief.
On the other end of the line, Pak Bambang let out a low, approving growl. "Oh, Nisa," he moaned, his voice thick with lust. "That sounds absolutely perfect. I can't wait to taste you tonight. But how about your husband, Faisal? where he gonna sleep if his bedroom is used by his wife to have fun with me? hehehe" Pak Bambang chuckles, his voice dark and sultry.
"Ohhh, Don't worry about Faisal, he can sleep on the couch. I'm sure he will understand that his wife wants to have fun with you, Pak Bambang hihihi" Nisa giggles, her voice playful and teasing.
"Well, Alright then," Pak Bambang replies, his voice slow and deliberate. "As long as you're sure that your husband won't cause any trouble."
"Oh, I'm quite sure," Nisa assures him, her voice confident and assured. "Faisal is a very understanding man. if he make any trouble just telling your guy to hit him hihihi" Nisa giggles playfully as she turn her gaze to Faisal , giving him a look full of apology, pleading for his understanding as she talking naughty with Pak Bambang on the phone.
After Nisa hanged up the phone, she turn to Faisal, telling him that tonight he have to sleep on the couch because Pak Bambang will come and having fun with her in their marital bedroom "Honey, I'm sorry," Nisa begins, her voice tinged with regret. "I need to be with Pak Bambang tonight in our bedroom, so you'll have to sleep on the couch. I promise it's just for tonight."
Faisal sighed heavily, his voice strained. "Why does it have to be tonight?" he replied, his words laced with bitterness. "Can't you postpone it until tomorrow?" "I'm afraid not," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Pak Bambang insists on coming here tonight.
I'm sorry, but he needs to enjoy me right now. We can't delay," Nisa apologizes, her voice trembling with apprehension. "I promise it's just for tonight. Please, sleep on the couch and don't disturb us, okay?" Nisa pleaded, but her voice commanding. "Just make yourself comfortable on the couch okay? and prepare yourself for tomorrow morning to drive us to Pak Bambang's villa"
Nisa instructed, her voice firm and resolute.
Faisal swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the door. "Alright," he mumbled, his voice barely audible. "I'll go lie down on the couch."
As Faisal walked away, Nisa hurriedly prepared their bedroom. She quickly changed into a skimpy negligee, carefully placing candles around the room. She also placed a bottle of wine and two glasses on the bedside table, setting the mood for her encounter with Pak Bambang.
As Pak Bambang arrives in her house, Nisa greet him and immediately pampering him with kiss on his lips in front of the front door. They don't stop kissing and making out from the front door to the bedroom,
leaving Faisal dumbfounded watching their passionate embrace.
Nisa switches from a shy, submissive girl to a sexy, flirty bombshell, throwing herself onto him while locking her lips onto his. Pak Bambang eagerly responds, tasting her lips before exploring her entire body. Their kisses deepen, growing more passionate through the alleywa.
Nisa just give him smile and silently asking his understanding when she saw Faisal sitting on the couch before turning back to Pak Bambang and continue
kissing him. Her hands roam over his broad chest, tracing circles around his nipples. Pak Bambang groans, reaching under her negligee to cup her round ass, squeezing them firmly.
"Your place looks so cozy," Pak Bambang whispers, his hot breath fanning across her cheek. "I can't wait to feel you beneath me."
As they entered Nisa marital bedroom, Pak Bambang immediately ripped off Nisa's dress exposing her white voluptuous cleavage beneath her pink lacy bra. Pak Bambang buried his face
between her breasts, inhaling her intoxicating scent, which aroused him further. He kissed her exposed flesh, sending goosebumps down Nisa's spine.
"Mmmm," Nisa moaned softly, arching her back, allowing Pak Bambang to reach outside her bra and fondle her perfect breast
. "You smell amazing," Pak Bambang murmured, running his tongue along her collarbone and down her sternum. "I can't wait to touch you everywhere."
Nisa wrapped her arms around Pak Bambang's neck, holding him close and give him sweet smile "could you wait for a moment, Pak? I have to talk with Faisal, to make sure he doesn't disturb us hihihi"
Nisa giggles, her voice playful and teasing.
Pak Bambang smirked, his eyes narrowing. "Fine," he growled, "but make it quick. You know I can't resist you for long."
Nisa nodded, her eyes glinting mischievously.
"I'll be right back," she cooed, her voice silky smooth.
Pak Bambang grunted, his eyes glued to Nisa's curvy form as she sauntered gracefully to take a blanket from the cabinet before leave him towards Faisal.
Nisa smile warmly as she saw Faisal sitting on the couch playing with her smartphone. Faisal looked up when he saw his wife still wearing the hijab, but the buttons on her blouse were torn, exposing her pink lacy bra, with her white skin stomach and cleavage.
Her hijab was messy, and her lips were swollen from kissing.
"Honey," Nisa said, walking sweetly towards Faisal. "Here I bring a blanket to make you comfortable. I'm sorry if we're a lil bit noisy inside the bedroom honey," Nisa apologized sincerely, handing the blanket to Faisal and She threw the blanket over the couch, ensuring Faisal was covered. "I hope you can sleep well here, because don't forget tomorrow morning you have to drive us to Pak Bambang's villa" Nisa reminded Faisal, flashing him a sweet smile.
Faisal accepted the blanket quietly, his voice barely audible. "Thanks," he mumbled, averting his gaze.
"Okay good night, Honey... sleep well" Nisa said her voice is soft and tender while give him comforting pat on his shoulder "See you tomorrow morning" Nisa kiss him on his forehead
before leaving to return to Pak Bambang waiting impatiently inside the bedroom.
Faisal sighed heavily and lay down on the couch, covering himself with the blanket. He could hear the faint noise of Nisa and Pak Bambang resuming their passionate embraces. As he closed his eyes, he tried to block out the memory of Nisa's sweet smile and the image of her bare chest peeking out from beneath her torn blouse.
In the dim light of the living room, of course Faisal cannot sleep, the noisy sounds from his marital bedroom makes him restless. He tossed and turned, unable to shakeoff the vivid images playing in his mind.
From his marital bedroom, Faisal can hear
Nisa's muffled moans and the occasional smack of skin hitting skin.
He hated himself for eavesdropping, but he couldn't help it. The sounds of Nisa pleasuring another man tore through his soul, shredding whatever remained of his pride and dignity.
Every once in a while, Faisal heard the unmistakable slap of Pak Bambang's hand striking Nisa's pale flesh, followed by a strangled gasp. He wanted to run, to escape this torturous nightmare; however, he knew he had no choice but to bear witness to his own humiliation.
As the night wore on, the noises emanating from the bedroom grew louder and more intense. Faisal knew that Nisa had never experienced anything remotely close to this level of physical intimacy with him.
For entire night, he could heard Nisa moaning, screaming and begging for more, while Pak Bambang mercilessly pummeled her with thrusts of his engorged member. He couldn't bear hearing his beloved wife call out another man's name with raw passion.
"uuhh oohhh yess Pak Bambang fuck me harder" Nisa screamed through the thin walls, her voice distorted by intense pleasure.
Each cry sliced through Faisal's heart like a knife, tearing open old wounds inflicted by poverty and rejection. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to drown out the relentless screams with the deafening silence of the empty house.
His fingers dug into the cushions, nails biting into the fabric as he fought against the urge to throw aside the blanket and confront the pair inside the bedroom. He clung onto the tattered edge of reality, refusing to succumb to the darkness threatening to consume him.
If previously Faisal just heard Nisa's moaning from the video but now he
can sense the intensity of her pleasure, as the bed creaks rhythmically beneath their weight.
As the sounds intensify, Faisal can almost visualize Nisa writhing beneath Pak Bambang, her legs wrapped around his waist, guiding him deeper, faster.
He aches to pull her into his arms, shielding her from the brutal assault he knows awaits her. Yet, he understands he has no right to interfere, that Nisa chose this path. "ohhh yess Pak Bambang I love your cock
so much," Nisa cried out, her voice laced with longing. "Please fuck me harder and deeper, my darling."
Faisal winces, feeling his heart break into a million pieces. How could Nisa betray him like this? He recalls
their wedding day, the vows they exchanged, promising to love each other eternally. Now, those promises seem like distant echoes of a dream that never came true.
The sounds of passion continue to fill the air, drowning out the silence of the night. Each thrust sends a tremor through the walls, reminding Faisal of his helplessness until he fall asleep for few hours.
In the middle of the night, Faisal's sleep was disturbed because he heard Nisa's moaning sound which was getting closer and even the sound of two skins colliding became clearer in his ears. "aahh yess Pak Bambang you're naughty, how if Faisal woke up hihihi" Faisal heard Nisa giggled then the sound of smacks skin hitting skin becoming clearer. Faisal knew that seems now, Nisa and Pak Bambang fucking near him. Faisal pretending to be sleep but he tries to open his eyes a little to peek what's going on while keep pretending to fall asleep.
As he peek, suddenly the scene of his beloved innocent hijab wife get fucked by Pak Bambang shocking him. They fucking right in front of his face. They are in standing doggy style position holding the table right in front of his couch. Nisa was naked but still wearing her hijab getting
hammered by Pak Bambang from behind. Pak Bambang's strong hands gripping her hips, pulling her backwards onto his raging cock. Nisa moans loudly, her voice echoing through the silent house. "Ahh, yes, Pak Bambang, fuck me harder." Her voice is raspy, filled with lust and desperation.
Pak Bambang growls, his grip tightening on Nisa's hips. "You like that, don't you, Nisa?" he asks, his voice low and rough. "you like getting fuck in front of your sleeping husband, right?"
Pak Bambang growls, his eyes burning with lust. "You're such a dirty tease, Nisa."
Nisa gasps, her head falling back against the wall. "I can't help it, Pak Bambang," she whimpers, her voice hoarse with desire. "This feels so good. I hope Faisal not wake up seeing me get
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