JUST FOR THE MONEY

IN THE END

The clock shows at 00:15, Citra still looks restless that night. His eyes are reluctant to be invited to sleep for a moment and rest erratic thoughts. Satria is already asleep in her sleep. Almost an hour more Citra was in the bathroom and she was deliberately in the bathroom because she was not ready to face an attack that made her heart brrdetak with great. Those ridiculous thoughts and bad delusions crossed his mind regarding the first night he had ever understood through adult videos. From there Citra became shudder in horror at it.

Satria has been very tired with this day of being friendly to close and distant relatives who congratulate her on her marriage with Citra. Waiting for the image that for him was very long, making Satria caught off guard and fell asleep in a state of not bathing. Satria is still in her shorts. But now Satria looks curled up because of the cold. The AC temperature of the bridal room was set to a cold Satria. Satria has not had time to cover himself because it really overslept because of soy sauce.

The image looked at the man who was now her husband with pity. How all night she did not carry out her duties as a wife for her first day. It's past twelve o'clock by now. That means Citra and Satria missed their first night. The image finally took the thick blanket and saved it to Satria's body. Slowly the body that was not dressed and just wearing shorts was finally feeling the warmth from the blanket that covered his body. The smiling image looked at the handsome face that was once his master. Now she can be her husband. It's like a fantasy comic and a fantasy story.

Due to exhaustion, Citra ended up laying her body next to Satria. As is the custom, the image if you sleep not wearing a bra even though wearing his sleepwear. The image tilted her body looking at the man next to her until she felt satisfied.

" This guy is really handsome. Is he really my husband? Satria!" citra Gumam. The image measured her hand rubbing the cheeks of the man who was curled up facing her. The image is the same as tilting his body until the two face each other.

" Satria Piter! Her cheeks are soft and smooth. A man who loves treatment. Hemm." thought Citra with a smile.

Suddenly Citra's hand that was rubbing Satria's cheek was captured by Satria and the hand was kissed slowly.

" Eh?" Imagery surprised. But Satria was still asleep. Under these circumstances, Citra was already very sleepy. His hand was still held by Satria. The next day, they both could not get up in the morning. Until 10:00 Satria woke up and found himself sleeping with Citra hugging each other. Satria kissed Citra's forehead slowly. The eyes gradually opened.

" Good morning, Image! Uh, my wife." seduced Satria slowly.

" Morning, Brother Satria!" sahut Image's.

" It seems like we've had bad luck and no one dared to wake us up" Satria said. Smiling image.

" Yes, I'll make you coffee" Citra said.

" No need!" Sahut Satria quickly prevented Citra from rising from her bed. Satria rushed to lock Citra's hand and began to overlap her.

" We missed the first night. So..." said Satria and with no words again Satria immediately executed Citra with a morning attack that was near noon. The image could not be evaded, only the erotic sound escaped from her lips. Satria was getting excited to hear it. By biting her lower lip the image held back everything she had just felt.

" This man is really see and is skilled in pampering a woman. Hopefully after this I'll be the only one to go to. I Citra is the wife of Satria Piter will not let my husband turn with another woman." Inner Image in heart.

The news of Satria's marriage to her grandmother's nanny was heard to the ears of Milar. Milar is really like a fire beard. That afternoon Milar was at Satria's house. Milar wants to meet Satria, why Satria does not make himself his wife or companion and instead choose a village woman who is not classy.

Milar sudaj sat in the living room. The housekeeper told him to wait until his young master came down from the top floor with his wife. Milar, of course, grew furious because he had waited almost an hour more, Satria did not come to find him. Finally Milar desperately climbed up the stairs without the knowledge of the maid of the house.

Milar starts banging on the door of Satria's main room where Satria is currently with his wife, Citra. Satria, who was still lying limp with his wife after intense activity that left his wife flabbergasted of her might, was reluctant to open the door to his room. Moreover, the voice of the woman was already very recognizable by Satria.

" Boyo Satria! Who's looking for Satria's sister?" tanya Citra who is still tightly embraced by Satria. Both of them were still plain yet wearing clothes.

" No ignoring! People stress times." said Satria. The image frowned.

" Will there be many women who come to you after protesting against Satria because she is married to me? And I'll be months because they insult me" Citra said like a complaint.

" I'll make sure I protect you" said Satria.

Milar's voice was still heard in Satria's ears and also Citra. Milar calls Satria's name and asks her to come out and see him. But Satria did not answer and opened the door to her room. Until finally Satria contacted the security of his house to expel Milar from his house.

" Boyo Satria! Are you sure you're going to kick the woman out and won't see her?" citra.

" Yes, why? I am married and have chosen you as my wife. Now they are no longer who I am." said Satria. The smiling image heard her.

" I hope that what you say is in accordance with your actions." Citra said. Satria smiled looking at Citra's face which now looks pale because of her actions earlier. Satria really made Citra helpless and several times Satria did that to Citra.

" Are you getting hungry?" ask Satria. The image quickly nodded its head.

" You take a bath there first, I'll have the waiter deliver the food into our room" Satria said. The image immediately came down from the wide and luxurious bed and then grabbed the wide towel to cover his body. The image immediately entered the bathroom and began to clean itself.

Meanwhile Satria has started contacting the waiter at her house to prepare food for their lunch.