Love Because of Obligation

The same smell as different people

**Aira

At the end of this I feel my life getting brighter there is a beam of light that illuminates my heart that is usually gloomy overshadowed by a past that I am not willing to forget.

My husband clutched my body, I kissed his chest and I really enjoyed the perfume he was wearing,

the scent is the same as with different people, but I can't enjoy it.

even though he had been working all day and sweating but the fragrance was not lost. I closed my eyes to his chest as if he was the one I loved so much.

"Mh.kok smile smile of his own smile anyway, fragrant yes..." Anwar looked at Aira who was getting tighter hugging and kissing her clothes.

"Yes, it doesn't sting the nose of a typical perfume..."

"They liked to approach me these few days." I smiled strangely.

Just so you know, in my heart is still engraved the name Haris.and I bought the perfume so that I feel happy. whispered me in my heart. astaghfirullah. that a wife should not betray her husband, O Lord, forgive me.

I allowed myself to be touched and stroked by Anwar in broad daylight like this. Making him happy would not harm me.

Hah... if this is a long time, will make himself will enjoy me alone. I remind him back that he will help wash clothes that have been piled up since 3 days.

"Where to wash?."

"that's mas, the cloth basket is full..." Aira showed a large basket made of plastic.

"if this much washing, can make sore nih...''

"what more if I can get out before my time my son.." put his mouth to Anwar.

Anwar excitedly lifted him to the back bathroom next to the kitchen, because the washing machine was there, the clothesline was next to him.

"Mas, first separated clothes that are the same thick material that is thin just inserted in the machine..." Aira gave a hint.

Anwar separated the dirty clothes and put the thick clothes first, turned on the water faucet to fill the washing box and added detergent. After 10 minutes the machine cleaned the dirt attached to the clothes, and the, rinsed manually and dry again in the dryer box.this is repeated up to three times washing so much of their dirty clothes.

"don't, mas. cold..."

"let's take off your clothes, let's get everything clean..." Anwar unzipped the back zipper of Aira's shirt and lifted it open and threw her in the wash box as well as Aira's bra. Anwar gulps at Aira who****, gets bitten by her saliva looking at Aira in her arms around Aira from behind and rubbing her standing junior.

Aira who is unable to resist lets Anwar kiss her back, shoulders and "ahhh..." Aira let out a scrumptious sigh as the kiss was on her sensitive part.

Anwar inserted *** into Aira, and pumped her hips from behind to do the release in the womb Aira who was filled. after feeling the warm liquid wetting her lower part was released back Aira's body. kissed red cheeks blushing Aira with her gentle substitute thanks.

After doing the final rinsing, Anwar soaked Aira's entire body with a bucket, gave the shampoo on his head rubbing his body with liquid soap and cleaning it again.

"take your towel and come out first, don't catch a cold..." Anwar opened the bathroom door for Aira to come out and continue his bath before drying the washed clothes.

This was the happiest day Anwar went through while whistling little whistles finished his work.he did not realize that since then someone had noticed him.

"maybe you will always be like that until old age" mother prayed for her child.

Meanwhile Aira who had finished praying ashar waited for Anwar with a cup of warm coffee in his room. For them the safest place in this house is only the room they always occupy. moreover, Anwar who still could not fully adapt to the older brother of Aira who was younger than him.

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the intimate sentence above is only for sweetening the story does not mean the author is perverted, just enjoy the plot and take the silver lining.

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