
"Oh my God, why are you?" Tamara asked in shock as she watched Jenar continue grimacing while holding her shoulder.
"True gapapa Mah," Jenar replied still trying to smile.
"Well, we went to the room first" Arya directly led Jenar into the room, meanwhile, Tamara who was not satisfied with the answer from Jenar immediately approached Chaca and Dimas who had just got off the car.
Tamara was no less surprised when she saw Chaca's current appearance, jeez Tamara to scratch her scratching head while researching Chaca's appearance from top to bottom.
"Cha, what's going on? Why is Jenar rich people in pain and you are rich— astagfirullah," Tamara shook her head.
"Hehehe's sorry Mah, Chaca will tell all to Mama yes, but Chaca wants to take a shower first, Chaca's body is sticky abis world war earlier." The word Chaca further makes Tamara in the acute kepo landa.
...In Arya & Jenar's room...
"Ssshhhh is sick, Mas" said Jenar shrieked as Arya began to undress Jenar one by one.
"Jenar's hand hurt a lot in his gerakin, peri auw," said Jenar when going to take off his shirt.
"Kaya gini still want to say gapapa hem?" Arya asked a little annoyed.
"Hiks hiks have not been angry angry ssshh auww sick, if you are angry tuh his hands are getting sick hiks hyks." Jenar sobbed.
"Yes, I'm sorry, let me help you take a shower" Arya said after removing Jenar's clothes.
"But don't mode well, my hands hurt." Jenar said a little pouty.
"God, God" Arya answered quickly.
"Mas!" The cry of Jenar instantly made Arya chuckle.
"Auuwwh slowly very sick, do not be signed."
"Shh very much mas."
"Auww Mas Arya Ih in saying slow down."
"It hurts a lot, man,"
"Gimna does not hurt if it gets this blue," upset arya because he saw bruises on Jenar's body.
"Why so rich?" Ask Arya.
"So it hit the table" replied Jenar lirih.
"Table?" Arya squinted her eyes inexhaustibly.
"I'm gapapa mas, seriously." Jenar said as if she knew what Arya was thinking.
While Arya continues to take deep breaths every time she touches Jenar. He's a normal guy, lying if he's not tempted to bathe his wife like this, but he's trying to control it.
"Yank," call Arya slowly.
"Hemm," replied Jenar who began to enjoy Aryan massage.
"Yank," call Arya again.
"What the hell mas," replied Jenar.
Arya did not reply anymore, she continued to soothe Jenar's body intensely and gently, the longer her hand the more freely moved forward and began to play there.
"Mas if his hands," said Jenar while biting her lower lip.
"Yank, why can't I take it?" Aryan's whisper in Jenar's ear.
"Mass," Jenar further bit her lower lip as she felt Arya whisper in her ear and began to blow the niup of her neck.
"Before a while, well," said Arya whose hands were getting more intense playing her squishy.
"But my shoulder hurts Mas," said Jenar slowly while closing his eyes, Jenar was also holding back the turmoil. Which woman is not tempted when toyed with like that by her husband.
"You shut up, let Mas work" said Arya then he immediately turned Jenar's body and began kissing Jenar's lips wildly and demandingly. Jenar can only resign and follow the Aryan game.