Help Me Divorce

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Berti feels guilty for trying to double up. Actually not his intention to cheat, but Berti made Banyu as a friend to listen to all complaints.

Didn't expect Cakra to actually take her on a vacation to the Maldives. Indeed, before Cakra had offended that she wanted to go to the country for a vacation, but Berti did not believe if her husband kept his promise.

What is this thing called romantic in action? The silent chakra without saying the words melted like Banyu, but it was immediate practice. To bring Berti to heaven such a beautiful world.

Cakra also did work tasks quickly to fulfill his promise immediately. This time Berti will be free to do anything. Her husband had promised to grant her whatever she wanted.

During the flight, Berti embraced her husband's arm. Throwing the head on the broad shoulders of the Cakra. Tickets and hotel are ready. Indeed, there are benefits to having a husband who always arranges his schedule of activities. The chakras are right. Life will be more organized with a schedule.

"Is my body glue?" ask Cakra.

"Yes, that's why I keep sticking around" Berti replied.

"Swipe a minute, Bert. I feel so stifled you hug like this. My hands are stiff."

Berti even tightened his embrace. "Mas says I can do anything."

"My hands can't do anything. Going back to books is hard."

"Pending reading the book. We hug first" said Berti.

"Shame, Bert," whispered Cakra. "Let's take a minute, really stiff, nih, hands."

Berti snorted, then removed his embrace. Cakra shook his head at the sight of his wife's pouting face then stretched out one of his hands.

Almost twelve hours drive, then the two reached the island of Mihiri, Maldives. As Berti said if in Cakra's body there is glue. During the trip did not escape Berti holding the hand of her husband.

"Mas was on this island on a honeymoon, huh?" ask Berti.

"No, really. Just relax here. The villa is a little, the atmosphere is calm and the place is beautiful."

Berti nudged Cakra's arm. "Say you want a honeymoon. Wear shy everything."

Mihiri Island has 37 villas. Beautiful beach with white sand and crystal lagoon with clear blue water. The calm atmosphere is perfect for couples who want to spend time together.

The villa that Cakra rented was also luxurious. It's just that there is no television because the resort aims so that visitors there can blend with nature.

"That's great" Berti said.

"If you want to eat, we can just walk from here to the restaurant" said Cakra.

"I'm not hungry. I want to swim, honey."

Cakra shudder. "Call baby again."

"Why? Can't you?"

"Just be amused. Older people call me darling."

"I'm not old, yeah. He is still in his twenties. You, tuh, the old one. Little friend says old. Here it is, that is," Berti grumbled.

"You want to eat no? I'm hungry" said Cakra.

"I want to see the stars" Berti said.

"Let's relax on the balcony, but eat first. My stomach is already rumbling."

His stomach is hungry because his stomach is hungry. It's just that he can't wait to relax on the balcony of the room that presents a calm ocean and dark sky with a sprinkling of stars.

Both of them arrived when it was late afternoon. Berti miss looking at the sunset on the white sand beach. However, he will pay for it tomorrow.

There was no comment from Cakra as Berti wore a gown canal that showed her back. The location of this island is quite far from the surrounding residential area. It is common to wear clothes that are slightly exposed.

"Fish grilled is delicious," Berti said when the waiter served a menu of grilled fish.

"So he said he wasn't hungry" chirped Cakra.

After dinner, the two continued to relax in the room. It feels lonely in the absence of television. Cakra reserved a special room for his honeymoon, but the man remained busy with his book.

"Are you here to read a book or something? This beautiful wife is taken away," said Berti.

Cakra took his eyes off Berti. He looked at his wife sitting on the bed with her legs crossed. It was very clear the sincerity behind the dress with that high hemisphere.

"You wanted to see the stars."

"It's cool to see a star alone? There are no times" Berti said.

Cakra closed the book, then placed the thick book on the table. He opened the shirt he was wearing, then his shorts.

"Come on!" bring him.

Berti snorted and turned his gaze in the other direction. Cakra walked over, sitting next to his wife.

"Your face gets worse when you frown" said Cakra.

"Find the wife just now that I'm ugly."

"Find the rich widow."

Berti smiled. "Whatever."

Cakra menoel-noel backs his wife. His hand stretched open the hair bun. Cakra hugged, then one hand rubbed the round part of Berti. Alternately with their lips that are fused together.

Berti changed his position facing Cakra. Swiping away the forbidden place that was still protected by a thick cloth. Berti's hand came in, took out the contents inside and then gently rubbed them.

So furious, Berti gripped it and made Cakra strangle. Not wanting to lose, Cakra countered him by pinching the tip sticking out of it.

"Sick," said Berti.

"I'm sick too. This is my only one" Cakra said, lowering the rayon dress down.

Berti lay down so that Cakra can freely open all the protectors he wears. Her husband became a thirsty baby with a naughty fingers that swerved down.

Not wanting to disappoint, Berti opened his legs so that the two fingers could enter the inner base of the foot. Freeing Cakra to tear apart its depths.

"Mas, the bottom one too," pinta Berti.

"But then change," said Cakra.

Berti nodded. "Yes, but the old one's playing."

Cakra came down from the bed, kneeling in front of his wife's lower face. He opens the rose petals that provide the essence of life.

Berti's cry is heard when Cakra's tongue sweep is felt. Her husband wiped away every fold in there. Tickle the tip of the part that makes Berti scream scrumptiously.

"Forward, dear," said Berti.

Cakra couldn't even stand it, hers was already tense from earlier. Without wasting any time, he got up from his seat, opened the last protector and entered Berti.

Berti's voice was not out of order. Hoarse and heavy when he felt it. Strong, urgent and fast. His body shook violently along with the ringing sound of the bed.

"Slow down a little bit" said Berti who felt that powerful jolt.

The chakras don't care about that. The game is strong, fast, and ends with a deep breath of both. The chakra falls over Berti's body after spewing out nectar within him.

"Later to play again" said Cakra with a breath of breath. "The second one must be long."

Berti laughs. He hugged Cakra who still controlled his breath and energy. The sense of vacation this time will be spent with body sports.

Seriate