Boss, Mate!

Boss, Mate!
Mood boosters



A man who had just released his bachelor was laying down on a king-size mattress sprinkled with rose petals typical of newlyweds.


Daffa fixed the ceiling of the room by folding the arms behind him as a pillow. His mind drifted on yesterday's incident. Where was the beginning of his meeting with the girl who must now be he I'm his wife.


"Is this your destiny?" Daffa asked as if the omnipotent was giving destiny in front of him.


He still doesn't understand what's going on. Is the path he chose right? And is He really ready to have more responsibility now?


In the midst of a confused mind, suddenly his sense of smell caught an odor that could disperse his daydream. The smell of sweet rose from the soap was so concentrated, it made his heart beat rapidly.


Daffa's eyes opened wide. He turned to look for the source of the scent, until his net caught a tiny figure wrapped in a towel from chest to knee and a towel wrapped in his hair. Daffa stared at the figure who was walking leisurely without blinking. Until he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, when the heat suddenly ran through his body.


Riska who came out of the bathroom after cleaning herself, sauntered leisurely towards the wardrobe. A song rang out from the chatty girl with her sumabng tone. With confidence he sang a popular tarling song whose lyrics were disheveled.


"Hug of kang kaji gaul. Esuk-esuk manggul pacul muter ngidul. Rupane mah wis. Karo rangda ning dike bengawan time."


Daffa's laughter broke upon hearing the girl's busy cry in front of the closet. The charm of Riska ambyar, defeated by a discordant tone.


Riska was surprised to hear a crisp laugh from a man. She forgot the man she had to admit her husband. He stopped his singing and turned to look at the man.


"Sister!" his screeches.


Daffa still did not stop his laughter. Not the actual discordant voice that He laughed, but the Javanese song that made him anxious. If other girls prefer to sing boy band songs, Korean k-pop and such. Riska actually sings tarling dangdut plus with her wobble.


"Thc ... What are you doing here?" With an annoyed face and embarrassment coming together, Riska asked with a bent face look.


The beautiful girl ruffled her waist and walked closer towards the man who was endlessly laughing. And that made the girl even more upset.


Daffa was really spinning around looking at the girl. That scene was so entertaining. Amidst the chaotic thoughts that kept dancing in his brain. It was precisely the girl who re-awakened her booster mood.


An irritated Riska took a pillow and hit the body of the man who dared to laugh at her.


"Th ... Ngeselin! Stopped right? Ihh ..." Riska's tirade with whining that made Daffa even more anxious.


Riska relentlessly smashed the soft object on the sturdy body. Daffa tried to ward off it by backing up his hand.


One towel from Riska's hair sagged, until the girl's hair was scattered and messy. With the hair that is still a little wet, Riska's face looks more beautiful. Daffa was stunned to see that beautiful face, until He stopped his laughter.


Riska did not realize that Daffa was timelessly staring at her. He forgot the little towel that had fallen out of his hair.


"Ngeselin emang, ihh, ihh," Riska relentlessly struck the pillow, until Daffa's hand stopped the girl's movement.


Grepp!!!


Daffa blocked the girl's arm, so that the tiny body fell on the flattened body with the lips of those who met.


Deg


The two humans were glued. They were silent with their eyes locked together. Silent! Only a simple heartbeat could be heard between them. The hot air suddenly ran through their bodies.


Daffa moved his lips, trying to taste the sweet taste he had tasted that night. The soft lips that were still fixated made Daffa more challenged. One burly hand moved to the nape of the girl, as her closed eyes enjoyed the sweet lips.


Found the movement of the lips, making Riska slightly gasp. But it felt like the movement was so gentle, making his soul want to feel more than that. He closed his eyes by trying to move the lips to balance it.


Decapan sounded melodious in that bright room. Daffa turned their bodies so that the girl was under his confinement, without removing the pawn.


A soft kiss demanded. The two of them grew deeper. Until they seem not to want to end the activity. Daffa's hand that hugged Riska's body began not to be silent. The naughty hand had started to walk stroking the skin that was still covered in thick cloth, but it succeeded in making a strange gallion in the body of the girl.


New things he's done in his entire life. Got a kiss of course he had felt from his ex-girlfriend, but got a touch on another body part the first he felt.


By instinct, Daffa did what his soul commanded. There was no experience that led Him to do that.


Daffa's hand began to open the white cloth slowly. Riska's brain was about to resist, but her body did not want rejection. Precisely the body resigned to the treatment of the man who is now officially her husband. Even the soul of Riska also wants a touch more than that.


'Oh no! Why can't I stop this? Why would I want more.' Inner Riska wondered.


'Sorry Brother Ris! Brother wants it.' Inner Daffa.


Daffa's lips took off the pagutan and began to walk to the area of the niche of the girl, Daffa's hands began to mischievously hold the tiny fruit that was so fit to hold it.


Suddenly the sound of Riska me languid sounding melodious in the ears of Daffa and increasingly awakened his maleness.


Amidst the tense activity, the sound of knocking on the door blew their concentration.


Geck! Geck! Geck!


The two humans were silent hearing the knock. Daffa looked at Riska's face and fell into that plain body. It turned out that Daffa's eye movements were followed by Riska. Until the next second, Riska's eyes smashed and screamed in shock.


"Yahoo!!!!"


Dugghh


"www shhtt!!!"


Daffa fell backwards to get the right elbow from Riska's knee about her little sister. Daffa fell to the floor.


Daffa grimaced while holding a precious weapon that received a knee greeting from the girl.


Riska quickly closed her front body. Winding the thick cloth back from his chest. Then he immediately rose from his position while clutching his chest. Scared the towel sagged. Even without sagging, Daffa had seen the girl's entire body.


"Shhtt ... You what the fuck? Pain tofu ... Sshhtts"


"Sister what the fuck? Big brother why try to touch me?" cecar Risk. "Pake look around at my body again." - his grunts were embarrassed.


"What harm? We are husband and wife." reply Daffa.


"Yes, but I-I"


"What?"


Riska pursed her lips, then sauntered towards the bathroom with a shout.


"Mamih, I'm ashamed!"


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