Love Revenge of the Mafia

The Part 30

"Zack's... You've been pranking me too much!" berga's nagging at her best friend.

"Well, what's so outrageous? I have to give according to the request, a room with a honeymoon partner. Pas right?"

"I asked for an ordinary room, why even.... There's even a Tantric chair in it?" furious Arga. Zack was well aware of the arga pangs that he had known quite innocently during his life. In fact, the innocence is still there even though it has joined the mafia world and everything in it.

"Isn't that good? Hey, comeon. Enjoy your life a little, don't be so stiff. There's a girl who's your wife's legal, it's not good if you ignore her." Zack told her.

Arga randomized his hair at the moment, so complicated that he felt. He tried to continue to control the common sense, let alone see Hana who continues to roam in front of the eyes. He is currently even swimming with his sex drive, showing the curves of the body that are very ranum and beautiful. Sometimes even sitting on the tantric chair and hurting him even more, especially something that began to push down there.

"Is he on purpose?" annoyed Arga who already felt tormented by it.

Hana increasingly showed her beautiful pose, sitting on a chair full of indentations that even changed position there, "Say a lounge chair, but why not comfortable?" ask Hana to arga.

But Arga tried to ignore him. He continued to focus on staring at the tab screen in his current field, although Hana several times continued to try to call him. He even pressed the Earphones so as not to return to hear Hana's call to him.

"Yesha!!!" peekik Hana's. He who was upset then approached the arga who was sitting in his bed. He opened the earphone until Arga then snickered to see it. However, it is gawked at what is in front of the eyes.

"You didn't close it?" asked arga spontaneously when Hana was still with glasses that only covered the beautiful fruit.

"Ngga stunt, keburu kesel. That's why the chair can't relax like you said? Sitting there even made a pegel," hana scolded with his whining. Already he was locked in a room all day, still irritated by all the tools that were there.

"Yes... It was a different leisure, not as relaxing as you think.." Hans replied with his nervous face, his voice was also restrained at that moment. He was confused to explain what with the matter of the chair there.

Even Arga tried to explain it slowly, with all the knowledge available. "You're a doctor, but you're that innocent." Arga scolded him. But Hana did not understand it as well to make Arga very upset with him.

"That's a tantric chair... It's a chair for couples to love each other, you still don't understand?!!"

Arga was embarrassed to hear it. He was already emotionally aroused and on the verge of the patience that He had, and finally stood up to grab Hana's hand towards the chair. He sat there in the curve, and asked her to sit on it. Although in doubt, hana obeyed plus all the curiosity that exists.

Greepp!! Hana was already sitting on Arga's lap at the moment. Both of them were equally silent after, especially Arga who was increasingly staring with all the existing situations.

"What is this abbine?" asked Hana innocently. He even grabbed the buttons of the shirt he was wearing, and one by one he opened it to show his chest.

"Shiiit! You're not as stupid as I thought. You pranking?" arga's growling at him. But Hana shook her head, because she did not know anything until since Arga took her body.

Whichever man's soul is not turbulent, seeing the beautiful bait that is in front of the eyes. The more he could bear the more pain it felt like something was about to explode down there.

"You remember, I didn't even seriously marry you."

"But in fact we're husband and wife, brother. So Hana is also obliged to serve Brother as Kak sofi said, "Hana replied, although actually hesitant to mention the name in front of the arga.