
On returning to the hotel ballroom, Jihan felt awkward, as if she had just done something no-no. Even though no one was paying attention to him, he still felt ashamed.
Another case with Arick who even smiled widely, walking as usual as if nothing happened.
At 9 p.m., Arick and Jihan decide to go home. While the other friends are still staying, because the event is finished until 12 pm.
Anja and Jani had fallen asleep earlier, while Zayn was sleepy but his eyes were still faithfully awake.
25 Minutes away, they all got home. Zayn had also fallen asleep during the trip. After escorting baby ZAJ to his room, Arick and Jihan also decide to go to their own room and rest.
"I pumped Asi first yes, Mas."
"Change clothes first, wear loose clothes, wash your face new Asi pump."
Jihan nodded, then moved according to all the orders of the husband. While Arick checks his phone, opens the Gmail service to check some incoming messages.
"Mas, there wash your face first" said Jihan, so busy looking at the phone, Arick until unconscious when the wife had come out of the bathroom and even stood right in front of him.
Arick looked up and looked at the wife who was too beautiful, staring at the clean face of Jihan without any makeup. Even his lips were as natural red as a cherry.
He smiled, then got up and took a quick look at the lips.
Why does the time of Niphas this time feel so long. His inner.
"There's an Asi pump, I'll wash my face. After our Asi pump went straight to sleep?" asked Arick and Jiha nodded in agreement.
Arick immediately went to the bathroom, his initial intention was just to wash his face. But finally he decided to take a bath, flushing his entire body with cold water so that his desire subsided.
Jihan out there frowned, "Why did Arick take a bath?" mumbling slowly.
With that confused thought, he then lifted his clothes and started pumping Asi.
At once his face warmed up, suddenly blushing when he saw many red marks on both his chest.
The shadow that occurred in the hotel ballroom was clearly drawn in his shadow. He even sighed though small. While standing, but the husband was able to make it bristling.
Finished pumping Asi, Arick finished from the bathroom. Her hair was wet, until there was water running from between the hairs.
Still wearing a bathrobe, the wife then pulled her hand and sat Arick on the side of the bed.
Arick does not like to dry his hair using a hairdryer, heat he said.
Slowly, Jihan rubbed the wet hair with a towel.
Arick smiled, Jihan who remained attentive even with a nagging actually made her anxious herself. Even more want to make his wife so upset.
"I am shampooing because of you." replied Arick with a gloomy face.
"Why is it because of me?" jihan asked quickly, both of his hands stopped sucking and his eyes looked at the net of the husband.
"You always make me want to but never finish."
Plaque!
"Aw! Sick baby." Whiney Arick, his hands reflexively rubbed his arms that had been hit by Jihan.
"Mas, anyway. Mesum." replied Jihan while looking intently at the husband.
Arick put on a smile and Jihan dried her hair again.
"Yes, I'm sorry." said Arick, he pulled Jihan closer and gently hugged her stomach.
"I love you, Ji." said Arick, hiding his face between his chest.
Hearing that, Jihan smiled. So remember the past when they often said the word love.
"Why shut up? you don't love me anymore?" arick asked spoiled, he even moved his head between the two chests of Jihan, like a cat needs attention.
Jihan did not immediately answer, she even so chuckled that made Arick look up and look suspiciously.
"I love you, Mas." Jihan replied straight away with a smile.
"Then kiss." said Arick whose face still showed annoyance.
Jihan said she lowered her head and reached out to her husband's lips. Gently wipe it up and down. Even without hesitation, Jihan played her tongue, looking for a gap to go deeper.