
"Are you going to keep talking about Mr. Permana?" Mitha asked after they arrived home. Bianpun had already gone back to his residence. The stretchy fingers removed the tie that was coiled around the neck of her handsome husband and then moved to remove his shirt.
"That's the request of his own son Mith." What the Eagle said was true, Andra had already twice asked him for help specifically. How could he refuse even if he had to be evil to his stepfather.
"But we mustn't interfere in their affairs mas." Mitha continued to be careful in speaking words. This is not a good time to talk from heart to heart because they just came home from work. Tired must make someone's emotions unstable.
"All right, let's talk about it later. I'll get your bath water ready first."
"Hmmm." The muttering Eagle accompanied Mitha's steps towards the bathroom. The young woman immediately filled the bathtub with warm water and poured the therapeutic aroma there. At least it will reduce the fatigue of the husband who is certainly busier than him.
"Bahhh...The mass!! You're a surprise." cried Mitha of course because she didn't expect the Eagle to be behind her body and hugged her possessive waist.
"Would you take a shower together?" bargain Eagle groaning mesra. Mitha immediately blushed in embarrassment because of it. They very rarely have time to make out like this in the bathroom. Usually also change the bath, never together.
"Mas take a shower first. Later change." Not that I don't want to, Mitha is actually embarrassed. Despite several times having sex husband wifepun he still remains embarrassed if the Eagle looked at his body full of desire.
"Honey, he said he wanted to talk. What's wrong with talking while taking a bath together. Anyway I need a creambath a la Madame Abimana." and a little kiss already perched on Mitha's left cheek. The sudden behavior suddenly made Mitha pinch her stomach until the Eagle even laughed lightly. The pinch was almost like a tickle to him.
"Come!!" Eagle knows his wife is just shy. A little aggressive is okay, right? they are husband and wife who are friendly. The burly hand grabbed the woman's waist and pulled her to soak together.
"I am shampooing the Eagle mas first yes, let it disappear tired." The eagle only complied when Mitha took a position to recreat herself. The man even closed his eyes, permeating every massage Mitha had on her head up to her shoulders.
"Hmmm.tau like this I want it to be bathed every day." Muttered the Eagle while laughing cheerfully. Even when they took turns soaping with each other, the man still looks very enjoy the show shower with them.
"Cold mas. Shrimp yuk, cold." whine Mitha spoiled. She was already cold with a whitened knuckle from soaking for too long. The afternoon shower turned into a show of drying each other's bodies and then falling because the Eagle chose to take off the fatigue before dinner arrived.
"So how's mas?"
"What?" asked the Eagle did not understand, rather did not understand in detail what Mitha asked him.
"Yes, Mr. Permana. Who are we talking about, hemm?"
"The man must still be reported before the next victim falls." Said the Eagle firmly. Hearing Mitha had almost been harassed by the old man alone had made her roar boil.
"Don't you want mediation?"
"No mediation for a venereal criminal doesn't seem worthy of mediation. I want to cut off his hands and trunk." Said the furious Eagle. Mitha was just silent, free to say if her man would continue on his stance.
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