
A few minutes later, Ziva appeared to act strangely as Arsha's medication began to react. Seen an agitated look while pacing back and forth walking here and there. While Arsha who was lying in bed began to feel her body also began to heat up because the turmoil began to rise but Arsha tried to control it by continuing to stare at the screen. If Ziva realizes the same thing happened to him, he might suspect it.
Ziva shook his hands as he felt his body getting hot.
"What's wrong?" Arsha asked as if she did not know of Ziva's reaction.
"Why is the AC not cold, don't-don't be broken!" sumpat Ziva took the remote AC pressing a few times and then put the rough remote back onto the table.
Ziva felt his body become strange in addition to feeling hot, the turmoil of increased appetite can be said to reach 200% until it is no longer possible to stem it.
"Ah."
Ziva was upset at himself. Putting aside the embarrassment because right now only release was filling his brain. Without a second thought, he immediately stripped his own clothes to make them plain.
"Sorry Brother."
Approaching and directly forcibly disarming Arsha's clothes. Both are at the highest peak of their desires.
I don't know how many times the release they continue to do it tirelessly 30 minutes longer and again.
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Ziva opened his eyes that still felt heavy with tired body after a night of endless wrestling.
Ziva looked at the ceiling of his room and recalled the incident last night when he was so wild as the woman of the night without the slightest bit of shame. Ziva covered his face feeling himself so stupid. Somehow facing her husband later when he was awake.Suddenly someone tried to pull his hand away from his face. A moment of smiling face was first seen when his hands no longer covered his face.
"Sister, you're laughing at me!" lamented annoyance.
Arsha smiled at the silly behavior of his wife even though he had been together for a long time but his wife did not want to look lustful when in bed. In the past when he was still early in marriage he tried to lock himself so as not to damage Ziva's upbringing but loudly Ziva continued to try to tease him making him deserve his rights but now as if it did not apply anymore.
"Open his hands let Brother enjoy the beauty of your face for a moment." Arsha tried to persuade Ziva by slightly praising him.
When Ziva opens the hand that covers his face Arsha quickly tucks his forehead then smiles while shuffling Ziva's hair.
"Sister!"
Ziva immediately rose quickly to the bathroom because he did not want to be more colonized by her husband. Arsha smiled with satisfaction when all her plans went well. I hope that what he wants will work this way.
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A few days after returning from Bandung Ziva and Arsha did the usual routine. Arsha returns to work while Ziva is back in college.
Arsha's car spurred leaving Ziva right in front of his campus. On his return from the holidays Ziva never saw again the nose of Alvin somehow where the man went. Maybe now he has moved on and forgotten about it but clearly Ziva feels happy at this time because there is nothing else that bothers him on campus.
Ziva walked in a hurry as his lecture hours were about to begin.
Ziva ran in a hurry to make him almost fall with a swift hand someone pulled him away from the floor which almost became his pedestal.A man who was so familiar to him is now still holding his hand with his flat face.
"You!" Ziva looked in annoyance as he pulled his hand from the man's hand.
Ziva then ran away from the man again because he did not want to be late to class while the man continued to look at him until he finally disappeared behind the door.