Befawa, Incorrect Marriages

Part 4#Female Blossom

Time passed so quickly that it ended a long, exhausting struggle. Ryan leaves Ameera's bed. The woman was tired after serving him. He did not want to interrupt so he chose to leave the room.

Footsteps must have been down the top floor approaching the bookshelf at the end there. Glowing your eyes back and forth makes sure no one sees it while shifting the encyclopedia books. Then enter the password until the shelf shifts making it enter the secret room.

The fragrance of blossom perfume welcomed his arrival. The scent he always yearns for but where is the owner of the scent? The gaze of the eyes circulated the view throughout the room but never found the silhouette of the shadow that was always in memory.

"Who are you looking for?" His whisper as he wrapped his hand to the burly belly that was before him, made Ryan sigh in relief. "It's nice to have a new wife, how was your marriage?"

A soft sound with the scent of blossom brings warmth, the hand of the queen who owns the heart is drawn. Then cupped a pretty face with blue eyes that always drown the taste. "Don't sulk, didn't I just obey my empress' wishes? So what's the prize?"

"Gift? After ignoring me for a month and enjoying a honeymoon with a new wife. Are you sure, Hubby?" his question reminded Ryan of positions and status that had not been fulfilled even luxury did not change his loneliness.

Hands removed, then he walked closer to the dresser chair filled with various cosmetic tools. The way to sit so gracefully, then start to release the jewelry attached to the body. The hands were busy doing the heart's wish whereas Ryan chose to stand staring at him from a short distance away.

The look of her eyes was soft with flat lips without a smile. The man should enjoy the regret that becomes the turning point of consciousness. A flash of memory becomes a confession of heartless life. The first meeting that brought him to a second life.

Ameera, the woman of the night who is the answer to the restlessness of her heart. The woman was elected after numerous investigations. Starting from life including family history is quite surprising. Even so, to gain trust he struggled with paying a full year on a mom who had authority over the bodies of the customers.

Who would have thought it would take so long until the day the reception came bringing a wind of change. The marriage finally happened. Although simple is still legal in the eyes of religion and the state to have to isolate themselves for honeymoon. Every action is taken into account without wanting to fail.

"Go! Your mind isn't here, so what's with me for? It's just free." The woman moved from her seat. He deliberately insinuated Ryan who daydreamed and surely the daydream was only focused on his new wife.

"The doubt is not, but when you have a husband who cheats. A wife has the right to punish her husband. Aye, right?" she said she ignored Ryan and walked over to the bed.

Without a word she pulls the zipper of the dress so that the free sliding fall displays her innocent body which makes Ryan swallow a rough saliva. Then he lay down, then waved his hand gesturing for the man who was looking at him impatiently to give a light massage.

Every time you make a mistake you get the same punishment. Of course it was poultice so that his footsteps walked closer to the bed following the request of the queen of his heart. No matter what happens, the hand is ready to do the duty.

The touch of a burly hand with a feeling-filled pressure began to be felt on his shoulders. Eyes closed enjoy a massage that always feels right for him. "How does it feel to spend the night with your wife? Share your happiness with me."

"I can't tell you, but it can only be exemplified. Can it?" ryan asked back with a naughty hand that deliberately ventured in an uncertain direction to make his woman squirm but still trying to hold back.

"The right massage! I'm tired of waiting for my husband to come home and it turns out that now I have a honey lady at night. Not bad just who am I to you? Deposits or snatch people's husbands?" Without caring about the hand that was still massaging his back, he conveyed all the grievances without fear.

While Ryan was not happy with the queen's statement of heart. So without a word, he embraced the slender body that was in front of his eyes making the two look at each other. The unperturbed blue netra owner returned his gaze sharply.

The resignation of the decision does not mean being ready to accept reality without complaints. The reason Ryan is clear is just that which wife is willing to see her own husband spend the night with other women. The marriage was by her consent.

"Why are you, Hubby. Did I say it wrong?" he asked while embracing Ryan's neck without letting go of their eyes.