Love Girl Night

Lowering Ego Raises Love

Sakti pulled Fanya's hand violently. Take Fanya to the car. Despite his illness, Fanya had no choice but to comply. Many eyes were staring at them. But not ignored by them. Sakti only thinks about protecting Fanya. While Fanya thinks for the sake of keeping Sakti's feelings.

"Mas, this isn't what you think. I didn't do anything. I just..."

"You mean you shut up when those three perverted guys tease you? Plus with your open style of dress like this? Did you wake the sleeping tiger on purpose? You purposely teased them by showing off your body? That so?" terapir Sakti Emotions.

Fanya shook her head. Trying to dodge Sakti's accusations. But his mouth seemed locked, unable to explain in detail. There he just cried as much as he could.

"Get in the car!" Sakti's orders.

Fanya flinched in shock, then entered the car. So too with Sakti. Now they've got into the car.

"There's no point in crying. Still, I'm almost crazy even with your stupid behavior. Which husband is not angry if his beloved wife betrays his trust? Answer!" bengak Sakti is full of emotions.

Fanya wiped her own tears. Digesting back the words Sakti. He realized his mistake. But still do not want to be 100% blamed without being able to explain the reason.

"I'm not like that. I don't know, they suddenly came without me asking. I don't know where Clara went either. He just said he wanted to order food at the reception" Fanya said.

"What about that shirt you're wearing?" tanya Sakti's.

"Trus hit this shirt, it's Clara's shirt. Not mine. I also wear it. But how else, my clothes are wet." replied Fanya.

"Seriously so the story?" tanya Sakti with an intimidating look.

"Yes, Mas. I know for myself, where I used to dress so sexy. How could I accidentally wear clothes lacking materials so if fitting out of the house? No way, right, Mom? It's also I just had to because of Clara's coercion. If Mas's reaction was this angry, I should have chosen to be cold." said Fanya, looking down lethargic.

Fanya wiped her tears with the available tissue. Occasionally wiping the snot that had seeped from his nose.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong" Sakti said slowly.

Fanya immediately looked at Sakti in disbelief. His heart was a little relieved.

"Next time, I won't be. I was less able to take care of myself. Sorry, ma'am." said Fanya.

"That's it. Come here, come closer to me!" kata Sakti who spread her hand.

Fanya's approaching Sakti. Immediately scattered in the warm embrace of her husband.

"I want the same. I don't want to be angry with you, Mas. I'm sad to know that Mas was angry. Again, I'm sorry Mas.." said Fanya spoiled.

"Yes My darling. I'm not angry anymore. Let's go home! I'm already tired. Want to get to you." whispered Sakti with a naughty look.

"Akh, I know what this talk means. Come on!" Fanya.

Fanya and Sakti have made up. They are equally honored to lower their egos. The atmosphere that was once hot again melted.

Sakti drove the car slowly. Splitting the city crowd that is getting more and more crowded at night. He turned on pop music to accompany their trip. Occasionally sing along to release a little tired. What about Fanya? He was even fast asleep.

"It's over, my dear." said Sakti.

But in vain. Fanya's not hugging. He's still fast asleep. Maybe it's been lulled into a dream to not hear the voice of Sakti. Therefore, Sakti took the initiative to carry his wife only.

"Oh my God, so sleepy until I wake up, you don't say. It's getting louder. Okay, I'm carrying yah!" sata Sakti's.

Carefully, Sakti carried his wife. Entering their apartment like a newlywed.

"Sir, what's wrong with his wife?" ask the security officer who happened to be on patrol.

"good. Good night, sir!" the security officer said kindly.

"Night!" balas Sakti's.

Once inside his apartment, he immediately laid Fanya on his big bed. Put Fanya's bag in place, carefully remove Fanya's shoes, and lastly change Fanya's clothes. One more thing, he also cleans the remnants of Fanya's make up. Dream husband!

"It's done. And still, he wasn't aware of what I was doing. Just incredible! I'm worried about seeing it like this. But what power, I could wake him up. Let him rest his body. After all, I can attack him at any time. Of course when he was awake and in a state of consciousness." said Sakti while smiling staring at his beloved iatri.

Sakti also went to the bathroom. Cleaned itself. That's when Fanya woke up from her sleep. He felt how free he was to breathe fresh air. The smell of his room always refreshes his days.

"Uhm, I'm already in the room. What is this dream for real?"

Then Fanya pinched her own cheek.

"Aww sick. Akh, this is real. I'm not dreaming. I've arrived. Where is Mas Sakti? Did he change my clothes? Underwear material becomes lingerie like this? Same thing in my opinion. Truly, my face is clean. He wiped too? So diligent!" said Fanya with a sparkling face.

"Away awake?" tanya Sakti who just came out of the bathroom.

The direction of direct eye gaze is on Sakti. Where Sakti was wearing a towel that wrapped around his waist with hair that was left slightly wet.

'That's my husband? How handsome!' inner Fanya.

"Darling....?" call Sakti again.

This time Sakti is closer to Fanya. He put the back of his hand on Fanya's forehead.

"Not hot. Still normal temperature. It means you're okay." said Sakti.

"Yes, I'm fine. But not with this less stable heartbeat of mine" Fanya said.

"Whatchu mean? Do you feel pain?" tanya Sakti panicked.

"It's not so, Mom. Since I saw you, it feels like my heart can't be conditioned. Keep beating without me controlling it. Is this what love is called in love?" said Fanya seduces Sakti.

Sakti clenched Sakti's forehead. Slow down, but Fanya pretends to complain.

"Sick tau Mas.." whine Fanya who asked to be hugged by stretching her arms.

Sakti hugged Fanya. Hugging as tightly as possible.

"Eh, but I haven't had a shower yet. I'll take a shower, Mom. Let us both be clean" said Fanya.

Sakti took off her embrace. Staring sharply at Fanya.

"No need. Now is the time to play. Games that make our bodies heat up. How's it?" ask Sakti with a serious look.

"Games that end up******* that's not it? I want that. But on one condition!" pinta Fanya's.

"What?"

"Uhm, I want Mas Sakti to always love me and take care of me. Can you?"

"And I promised from the beginning that we were married. Yaudah come!" serami Sakti's.

Sakti immediately started the game. Of course there was a bit of rejection from Fanya. Not that it does not want to, but the game if played normally, it feels less exciting. That is until both of them end up limp.