Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband

CHAPTER 43

This morning, a beautiful girl was writhing under the covers. He rubbed his eyes several times while collecting half of his consciousness that was still left in the dreamland.

Husna slowly opened her eyes. The first thing that greeted him was a beautiful smile from a very familiar face. Husna who was still half conscious immediately replied to him.

"For the mas."

Greeting casually, but then the girl fell silent. He just realized what was going on.

"Akh, mom!"

Husna threw away the origin of Mikhail's hand which was coiled in the stomach. He also reflexes to sit down and inching away from the body of the man who has been holding him all night.

"What are you doing?"

Husna asked with a deathly pale face, he tried to check his clothes which turned out to still stick perfectly.

"Don't worry! I just hugged you, nothing more."

Mikhail sat down and leaned on the edge of the bed.

"Eh, but. Why are you sleeping here? Isn't there a sofa?"

Husna pointed to the direction of the sofa located not far from there.

"Sofa does exist, but the blanket is only one. And the air here is very cold. Rather than me frozen to death and you'll be a widow, wouldn't we share the warmth?"

Mikhail again smiled slightly as he raised his eyebrows.

Husna was getting nervous, he crawled down with a face that was getting red. Trying to avoid the horror of her husband's perverted sentence.

"Basin' a man is disrespectful."

Demonise.

"To be impolite to your own wife, can be your reward. Are you going to pick up the reward with me?"

Mikhail is back to flirting.

Husna grabbed a pillow, then threw it at the man's face.

"Better mas bath and berghudu, after that let's pray dawn with me! Because the reward is far greater than the dirty thing I thought."

Husna started the step.

"Haha,"

Mikhail found it amusing to see his wife's increasingly clumsy face.

"It is a mandatory reward. But I invite you to do another reward by giving alms."

Husna sharpened her eyes, her forehead starting to look fused together.

"What do you mean by almsgiving?"

Husna began not to understand where the husband's sentence was going

Mikhail got off the bed, then walked closer to Husna. He looked at the woman with a different look. More precisely the gaze ready to prey.

Husna who was beginning to feel there was another aura from the way Mikhail looked at her was shivering with horror.

The girl instantly took a step back two steps as her husband drew closer.

"A, what are you doing? Me, I want to pray dawn."

Husna continued to retreat until his feet hit the bed.

"Don't you want to know what I mean by almsgiving?"

The man continued to approach, he slightly bent down so that their faces were aligned.

"Bag,"

Husna was more moved, he looked away, not daring to look at Mikhail's netra.

"You are a religious teacher. I think you know enough what reward you can get if you want to serve your husband sincerely. Even in terms of serving on the bed will also get a reward."

The man whispered softly in Husna's ear. His breath was able to make a strange flutter in the woman's chest.

"Do you want to take the reward with me?"

Mikhail again whispered, he even dared to swipe his nose on the smooth cheek of the wife.

"Gluk."

Husna swallows saliva. The girl's chest was pounding erratically.

"Oh, it turns out you're a lot more aggressive than I imagined."

The man tried to hold the body with both elbows.

Husna is getting the wrong way.

"I, I didn't mean it that way. I scared me until I fell."

His tricks.

The man's hand lifted and began to fondle Husna's forehead.

"But I hope you think that way."

"Mas, I want to pray at dawn."

Still trying to save himself.

"Why are you so quick to pray. Not even the voice of Azan was reverberating."

Mikhail began to land a kiss on Husna's forehead.

Husna was getting cornered. He began to feel Mikhail's kiss coming down to his eyes, cheeks, nose and towards his lips. However, just inches before colliding, he immediately turned his face away.

"Mas, please don't force me."

He held Mikhail's body with both palms.

"I didn't force you, didn't I take you?"

The man pulled his wife's hand up, then held her back with one of his.

"Be quiet, and let's pick up the reward with me!"

Mikhail immediately grabbed Husna's lips, dipped softly a few times before finally starting the kul*m*an intoxicating. Husna who initially refused, now began to drift and follow the actions of the man.

The originally soft game began to heat up, Mikhail's hands finally spiraling out of control. He ventured to touch the top.

His kiss*n had also moved to the neck, licking and gently tucking, making Husna even more drunk and washed away. The girl began to lose control of herself as every touch given by Mikhail was completely able to wash away.

"Akh, um."

Husna involuntarily sighed as Mikhail began to kiss the mountain that was still covered. As Mikhail grew more and more stifled, he slowly but surely began to look for a hook back there.

"Come back after you've finished your relationship with that woman."

Suddenly Mikhail's ears were ringing with Husna's words a moment ago.

Ptia immediately stopped the action, he pulled a blanket to cover the body over Husna that had been half open.

"I'm sorry, I've missed it. We shouldn't be doing this right now."

Mikhail sat himself down.

Husna, who had just regained consciousness, finally began to feel ashamed. Shame on her who was too lulled and let the cruel man control her body.

But on the other hand, Husna also felt disappointed and did not understand why Mikhail stopped what was happening. Because acknowledged by Him, if only the man did this moment, then he would definitely be powerless to resist. Then why did Mikhail stop when he had the chance?

A variety of questions began to haunt the girl's mind.

"Don't think weird,"

Mikhail helped Husna sit down, and began to re-pair the buttons of the wife's shirt that had been in his pocket.

"I quit because I wanted to enjoy this wonderful thing, when our relationship was all we had left. I'm gonna get my relationship straight with Amanda, and start everything right with you."

Mikhail pulled Husna into his arms, stroking his wife's long hair gently.

Actually he was not able to withstand the orgasm, but a sense of love and respect is high, to make it able to beat the air *****.

Mikhail felt unfair to Husna, if he took the right while he did not do his duty. The duty to love and protect the wife. Where he feels at the moment he has never done that.

Husna was even more flattered when she heard the words from her husband. He felt that Mikhail had really changed. The man can look after and respect himself.

And Husna felt that his love for this man was not wrong. He knew that the husband was a good man. Husna prayed in his heart that all might be well resolved, that they might begin a new life in peace.

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