Loved Wife Mr. Lecturer

CHAPTER 35: Close the Eyes

Hearing Rafa's request as well as his explanation, Diana who was originally sitting in the chair immediately moved and clapped her son's arm with the book she still held.

“Rafa, you can't, anyway, think a little?”

“That's what I thought, Ma. No other solution.”

“For so long if you are still so short-minded, mama kicked you into the pool,” annoyed Diana. “Can you ask mama to help Zely put on a shirt, and what use are you as a husband?!”

“But, Ma ... if I'm afraid how?”

“Khilaf khilaf, you make her pregnant even though no one will be satisfied because she is your wife Rafa!”

“Who also wants to make her pregnant,” her grunts choose to pass in front of her mother.

Though thought his actions were the most correct. Because if he intervenes, it is not impossible if he makes a mistake. I once thought that Zely was too young and not seductive at all, but when he was quiet and sweet, it felt like there was something strange about him.

Open the room door. Slowly walk in while keeping your eyes on all directions. Afraid like that, suddenly he was nongol with just wearing a towel.

“Zel, where are you?”

“Bathroom,” replied Zeli who replied.

Rafa let out a sigh of relief, as the girl did not wander in front of him.

“Where's the name?” zely asked, leaning his head from behind the bathroom door.

“Mama won't,” replied Rafa who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Trus, how dong?”

“Mama asked me to wear your clothes.”

“Sih, I don't want to be your victim for the second time,” frowned Zely.

Wanting to silence Zely's mouth felt when giving such a response, but re-think if what he said was true as well, but not with the victim. Both were victims that night.

“I stay aja, yes.”

“That's so good, anyway,” Zely's whine from inside the bathroom. “My time here, hand me that thing until my hand is healed.

“Trus how? Do you really want me to wear your shirt?”

Zely kept quiet not to answer Rafa's questions. Who would want to be used with the same clothes, but Diana refused and instead asked Rafa who intervened. Dizziness once a matter of a sick hand. Mending his feet, he could at least do anything with his hands.

“Alright,” Zely response is short.

“What's good?”

“Say you want to use, right? Why suddenly be behind nanya.”

Rafa swallowed his own saliva. But he was just asking, thinking that Zely wouldn't want to. In fact, now the girl agreed to his actions.

“If I'm khilaf to take a no-no, don't be angry, yes.”

“I kick you out of circulation!” threaten her. “Close your eyes.”

“Should?”

Zely comes out of the bathroom. Still with a towel wrapped around his body. Again, for the second time Rafa was shocked. Why does he seem to not care about the condition of his brain as a man.

“Close your eyes until I say open.”

“Where's your shirt?”

Rafa points his hand at Zely, hoping for the thing he asked her to give.

“Bentara, before the shirt you have to help something first.”

“Zel, you really made me like an assistant, yes,” umpat Rafa when Zely arbitrarily ruled.

 If Rafa wanted to, he wouldn't close his eyes. The problem he does not want to be faced with something that is not. More precisely Zely will not give it to him.

“Give your hand forward, there are two hooks there, on my back. Can you put that.”

“By the way, what is this?”

“Pair aja, sih.”

“Not shirt?” ask Rafa to make sure.

“Not,” replied Zely.

No need to think longer, Zely's answer makes Rafa understand what is the target at this time.

Slowly pointing her hand forward, thinking Zely was out of reach, it was right in front of her until her hand hit her on the back.

“It is forbidden to take the opportunity,” Zely comments slightly jerked when Rafa's hand touches his back. Like an ice cube, his hands were cold.

“My heart is closed, I know how far I'm from you,” is frowning Rafa when Zely submits to it instead. Although it was actually her brain rada snacken when her hands touched her skin.

Rafa took his breath in with a slight annoyance.

“What is all yours like? Why you should wear something related. There are still many models that directly install,” comments Rafa.

Zely laughed at Rafa's words, which he thought were too random.

“There's a funny?”

“Iya, you,” he replied. “Could understand very much the shape and types of women's underwear. Have experience with some products?”

Rafa spontaneously opened his eyes when Zely mocked him. He fell silent when faced with his unclosed back. It's just that closing your eyes when you realize this can't happen.

“Udah?”

“Hmm,” sahut Rafa brief.

At the time of the incident at the hotel, even Zely was also in a position like this. But why exactly now he is even made hot cold.

Zely grabbed his shirt on the bed, then thrust on Rafa's hand which still closed his eyes.

“Do not open your eyes.”

“See, right ... it's closed.”

Zely directs his body at the neck circle of a standby blouse in Rafa's hand. The object was finally attached to Zely's body, only because the zipper is on the back, automatically Rafa had to deal again with it.

“Pull the zipper on my back towards the top,” pinta Zely directs.

Just like a thief, but Zely is his own wife. Smiling when his ignorance strikes again. As Zely turned his back, Rafa again opened both eyes. Shuffle the hair waist towards the front so as not to get stuck when the zipper he pulled up.

Rafa felt that his attitude was wrong, but somehow his heart wanted to. Fussy, annoying and always won't budge from him.  However, the physical matter he admits that Zely has the perfect form of a woman.

“Udah?”

Rafa who was initially made silent, immediately pulled the zipper upwards to cover his back.

“Udah,” Reply Rafa.

Zely's hand grabbed the knee-length skirt on the mattress, then put it on until it finally covered the waist down. It's just that the difficulty when installing the buttons are on the back of his waist.

“Do not open your eyes. There's one more.”

“Yes, a really complicated girl.”

Zely didn't say anything to Rafa. He returned to his position like that, turned his back on him.

“Place skirt buttons on the back. His position is right on my waist.”

Rafa pointed his two hands forward, still with his eyes closed. Unfortunately the handle was even wrong target until it fell towards the front with a position that automatically hugged Zely.

He raised his head to the side when Rafa's face was in the curve of his neck. The breath was like a stream of electricity flowing through his body, when Rafa was this close. A feeling that is hard to interpret.