HE'S MY HUSBAND TOO
141 FIRST NIGHT
The wedding reception is not yet fully over but Nalendra is already impatient. The two sneaked out of the party room. Nalendra carried Laras to their bridal chamber.
Nalendra pushed the door with his foot. Seen before her eyes, the beautifully decorated bridal room.
Fresh flowers appear to decorate the corners of the room. Red roses decorate the bed, producing a very fragrant smell. The red color is very contrasting with the clean white bed sheet color.
The man threw his wife in the bed. He saw the beautiful face, the figure of the woman who is now legitimately belongs to him. It was almost unbelievable, now they officially became husband and wife after so many things they had to go through.
The man never thought his return to Indonesia actually made him find a soul mate. Laras Kinanti, a beautiful woman who used to be the wife of Galang, the husband of her twin sister who is now an ex.
Long time he looked at the face with the position of the body bent on the side of the bed, making Laras feel careless. Laras grabbed her husband's hand, kissed him gently
"Not satisfied looking at me, sir?" laras Teeth.
"Clearned!" screech the man.
Laras gave a small laugh while trying to get out of bed.
"Where are you going, Laras?" nalendra asked as she sat down and intended to get up from her bed.
"You removed the makeup on my face and changed clothes. This wedding dress is torturing me" Laras grumbled. "Not to mention at the event, I had to stand up for so long to receive congratulations from all your family and relationships."
Now she reached the dresser and sat facing a large mirror. The woman tried to remove the crown attached to her head and began to remove all the makeup.
"You're so pretty, even without make up." The man rubbed his wife's chin. "I'll wait in the bathroom."
"Well?" ask Laras polo. He tried to hide his smile.
"Shower together, Honey ...." Nalendra's laughter boomed.
The man took off the suit he was wearing casually. Stripping his trousers and shirt, leaving only a boxer with a clearly visible bulge in his crotch.
The barrel can only swallow the saliva when it sees all that. Her husband's body was perfect.
*****
There was no shower together. Not yet finished Laras remove all makeup on his face, Nalendra had already come out of the bathroom.
The woman took off her wedding dress timidly, then picked up a towel and rushed into the bathroom before the husband pounced on her.
"Hufft .. congratulations," murmured Laras. It still shaded in her mind as her husband looked at her with a hungry look.
The woman began to turn on the shower, flushing her sticky body. The barrel closes the eyes allowing the water droplets to fall and creates a very refreshing sensation.
The moment the woman opened her eyes, she glanced at the bathtub filled with water and again the flowers were deliberately sprinkled filling its surface.
Instantly his face blushed, imagining soon he would soak in the place after ....
Laras shook his head inquiring about the wild and dirty thoughts that had suddenly taken hold of his brain. He took a bathrobe, then put it on. While his head was wrapped in a towel.
The man was already sitting on the side of the bed when Laras came out of the bathroom. His style is impressive, wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts.
His eyes looked so wild, as if he wanted to strip his body. Laras sighed. Not wanting to make any more linger, the woman headed for her suitcase intending to find a change of clothes.
"Whoo!" His head immediately pulsated looking at the contents of his suitcase. He was the one who prepared the items for his personal needs while in the hotel. But why the contents of the suitcase only contain clothes lacking materials like this?
"We're staying here to perform the first night's ritual, not for a picnic, honey." I don't know when that man was behind her.
Barrel turned his head lazily. "So this is your job?"
"of course. Who else knows your suitcase code but me?" Her laughter immediately broke, making the woman impatiently pinch her husband's arm.
"Basic perverted brain!"
"Let's pervert, but it's already your husband, right?"
The man pulled his wife's body, took her to sit facing the dresser. He started removing the towel that was attached to his wife's head, then took out a hair dryer.
*****
Still wearing his bathrobe Laras stood facing the window. The view this afternoon is so beautiful. The activities of the people passing by on the streets made him smile. This is the dynamic of a city that continues to develop as a metropolitan city.
The barrel let her hair loose, waving softly like an angel's scarf.
"Are you happy to marry me?" A sturdy hand coiled around his waist.
The barrel rotated his body. Friction between Nalendra's hands with a thin cloth lining his body makes his chest pounding. The woman felt herself like a virgin who was shy to the touch for the first time.
"To be able to marry you is the most wonderful opportunity God has given me" whispered Laras.
"I love you, baby," replied Nalendra.
The faces of the two were so close, staring at each other, delving into the depths of each other's hearts content.
"More myself. It's just that I'm more often silent, because I don't want that feeling to backfire because the caste difference between us is like the earth and the sky."
"The caste comes from the paradigm of human thought, while the soul mate comes from God. No matter how strong people want to separate us, it can never be if God has the will to bring us together. Thank you for accepting me as your life partner ...." Nalendra did not continue his words because Laras' fingers perched sweetly on his lips.
The man smiled with a grin as the pair of hands coiled around his neck. What a beautiful reception. With just one movement, Nalendra had made the beautiful body in his trunk.
There are no more words spoken, other than ***** and groans are like instruments love songs a pair of people who are drunk desire.
The sun sinking seems to be a marker, the sinking of all the past and the accompanying story.
Nalendra wiped the sweat on Laras' face when after the union of their love for the first time. The plain face looked even more beautiful and shiny under the dim light of dusk. The two stared at each other at a distance of only two feet. A red tinge again adorned the face of Laras, so adorable.
(Close)
Not really finished yes, because after this there are still extra parts.
Thank you to the faithful readers of this novel. Lope lope sekebon for you..🥰🌷5
By: Jannah Zoe
Don't forget to read my masterpiece!
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