Aaron To Khaliesah

panic lebay

Hotel room..

Ica dropped her body on the sofa, wriggled her body trying to find the best position, "ahhh.. leganya vow, Makasih well mas." said Ica without opening her eyes.

Aaron agreed and decided to clean himself that already felt sticky.

Fifteen minutes later ..

Aaron came out of the bathroom, he looked fresh with a small towel still wrapped around his neck, sometimes he dried his hair with the towel.

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Aaron standing before Ica stared at him intensely. "Kasian is tired like a sleeping sampe kayak gini," murmured Aaron prayatan.

Aaron knelt down and tried to take off the Ica hells slowly.

"www... " Ica Woke up and grimaced.

Aaron was startled and then raised his head to look at Ica.

"It's so sad." lamented Ica holding her shoes.

Aaron re-opened the Ica hells slowly, shocked to see his wife's reddened and scuffed legs. Spontan Aaron lifted Ica's body and laid her on the bed, then immediately called room service to immediately bring a p3k box.

Aaron then ran to the bathroom. "Nothing, shit.." said Aaron was upset that he couldn't find a small basin or anything he could use.

Aaron saw a towel coiled around his neck, pulled it rough and rinsed it with warm water. Then immediately return to Ica and slowly compress the wound on her leg.

Ica who saw Aaron so panicked was astonished.

"Why the hell, my legs are just a little rubberized because of the fatigue of standing earlier" Ica murmured.

"Still sick ??" Asked Aaron who was still seriously compressing Ica's legs, Aaron occasionally blew the wound.

"Not really, it's gone." Ica answered trying to pull her foot away from Aaron.

Feeling Ica's slowly retreating legs made Aaron pull the leg back and hold it back. "Don't move it first" said Aaron cynically.

Before long the p3k box that Aaron asked for had come, he also took red medicine.

Mas in love plaster medicine only directly.

Aaron ignored the words of Ica.

"Currently, the edges in the pelasterine are also" Ica murmured, seeing Aaron sticking the medicine plaster after completing the ritual.

"Where are you going ??" tanya Aaron held Ica's hand.

Take a bath, gerrahh tauk. Ica sleeps in this dress.

Your feet can hurt if they are exposed to water.

It's just to the beret little mas, Ica nothing.

Aaron stared intently at Ica, who in the face immediately sat down and snorted in annoyance.

"Lebbay is a real guy." Ica muttered.

"Sorry !!" said Aaron, then remove the cloth that covered the head of Ica, in the proceed by removing the dress he was wearing.

"No need to mas, Ica can be alone really." pinta Ica feel uncomfortable.

Aaron looked back at him sharply.

"What the hell is an ice man, O God my fate, unfortunately" Ica said.

Now there's only a singlet and a hotpan that covers Ica's body,

"Awww..want to do mas ??" Ica shouted as Aaron carried her body.

"Don't let your wound be exposed to water." Firmly Aaron when he sat Ica in the closet, "if you have finished calling mas back," he continued.

cih, where there is a foot bath is not wet. crazy son of a bitch !!

Twenty minutes later.

Ica was done with the bathing ritual, he also walked out with a bathrobe that covered his body.

Seeing Ica who was already standing in the bathroom doorway, suddenly made Aaron cluck annoyed and approached him.

"But I told you that you're done, call.." Not done yet Aaron's eyes were fixed on the plaster of Ica's wound that had been blown.

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