Ballad of Soul Part Love

Shirt change

The eyes of the God did not blink looking at Rania who was walking gracefully down the stairs.She did not look like a girl anymore,but a very graceful adult woman in a long dress maroon red intersected off shoulder sleeveless with the tip of the skirt expands but prints the curves of her waist perfectly.Hair should be held high up with a shimmering corsage decoration.Neck the levels are decorated with diamond necklaces that always blink and emit sparkling rays following the movement of his body.

The god swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.Half ran him up the stairs and pulled Rania's hand to enter the room.Rania who was shocked screech small but did not stop following the husband as well.

"Replace your clothes deck." she ordered.Rania pouted.

"why the hell mas?it's also a nice dress, I've also been groomed and beautiful according to your request." protested Rania annoyed.She even spent an hour just to dress up and make her husband happy.Not to praise him,The god instead told him to change clothes.Of course Rania was very arrogant.

"I don't want you to wear that material-less shirt in front of everyone." hardik Dewa rough.She then held out a paperbag on Rania who received it half-heartedly.Selan she opened it.A beautiful pink robe with small crystal granules as sweeteners.Simple but elegant complete with a rectangular veil with a floral background colorful.Very suitable with that sweet dress.Rania shook her head.

"Don't tell me you want me to wear this." he said lethargic.She least likes to wear a robe that he thinks is mandatory makeup troublesome mothers.Don't ask how upset she is if told to wear a veil.Can run out one hour just to install it.

"You must indeed wear it deck." said Dewa.Mata Rania glared.

"don't want to mas.Better I don't join." protested Rania hard.Now more anger dominates him.

"Dek, a woman is obliged to close her aura.It would be a sin if you show it off to others and I do not remind you.You are my wife, my responsibility until the end." said the god softly, God,trying to give an understanding to his wife who is heavy.

"i don't want it anyway.Some of the clothes make me like a mother doesn't slouch." Now replace the inflamed God.This wife began to disobey him.Sedang them pursued time at that time.

"Well if you don't come, I won't come either." said the God as he grabbed the shirt and put it back into his paperbag,opening the door and throwing the shirt down without thinking.Rania to the amazement of seeing it.God she knows does not like to throw things.Do not stuff, do not,when eating, he never left a grain of rice on his plate.The man was very familiar with the meaning of hard work and struggle.

"why was it dumped?" The man walked with wide strides past Rania and came out of his room, barely expressionless.

After that Rania felt very guilty.She had made her husband angry just because of a dress.In the heart she cussed herself.Why does she not see the sincerity and attention of the Gods to the importance of her ego.What is the difficulty in wearing clothes according to the taste of her husband?after all he did not lose money to buy it.The purpose was also good, wanting him to cover his body from the savage sight of another man.

A moment after his consciousness gathered...Rania ran down.She had to take the shirt.Harus.She did not want the Gods disappointed in her.Nearly she fell if not immediately cling to the wall because it was too rushed.Until under the balcony of the room, the,he breathed a sigh of relief and gave thanks because the shirt was still intact and fortunately made of materials that are not easily scrapped.diraihnya paperbag and hold it in the chest, and,as if it was something most precious in his life.The girl walked hurriedly back to her room.

As fast as he could, Rania changed clothes, put on a hijab that turned out not to be as difficult as his imagination.Easy to wear fabrics that of course the price is not cheap make it easier for him to wear it.After installing accessories as necessary and tidying up his makeup, Rania came out.

"What's up here?" a question tone that contains anger.

"Are we too late to go there?" asked Rania as slowly as possible.Dewa exhaled his coarse breath.

"Sleep.We won't go to......" The god was stunned.When turning his body, in front of him stood a graceful Rania with that shirt.The girl looked down deeply, fearing the anger of the God.Pink color against it so fitting on the skin of young Rania.

"A...can we still go there?" asked Rania again.Dewa approached her.m getting closer to her until barely spaced.Your fingertips landed on Rania's chin and lifted her slowly.

"Look at me while talking to Rania." hiss with a deep look.Rania looked at him, their two eyes met.The world seemed to stop spinning, as if,the gaze full of admiration of the God still looks perfect.The little wife has been wearing the clothes of his gift complete with his hood in the contemporary style.Make up has turned natural and mature, so also the accessories he wore have been all but lost,except for their wedding ring and a little brooch patterned with two goose kissing.

"You're beautiful, baby." whispered as she unceasingly stroked Rania's cheek,eroding the distance between them.The body of Rania vibrates when the God again put his lips.Rania only resignedly received his second kiss.Not just flat like yesterday, but not just flat like yesterday,but it was so deep that she stomped her feet because of the pull on her waist to follow the hot game of Dewa.Rania hit her husband's chest softly because he was out of breath.Dewa took off his kiss for a moment,but back to do it until Rania's lips feel numb.His eyes continue to look at Rania full of desire.

"Can we go now?" whispered Rania who was still leaning her head on the chest of the God.The man nodded, set his breath that was already irregular and removed the trace of his kiss was lipped by Rania.

"Pick up your makeup first deck, I'll get ready first." The god guided her into their room.Repeatedly the man took a heavy breath as he glanced at Rania.Either why she was so enchanted at her little girl.

"Decks"

"yes.what is it?"

"Never dress up like that when you get out of the house." Rania was almost upset for the second time but was still patiently waiting for her husband's explanation.

"why?"

"I don't want any other man to see you.From tomorrow, wear covered clothes when you leave the house.Thank you if you want to wear a veil."

"I'll work the mas." Rania replied with a little inner war in her.