MARRYING DOWN THE BED?

30. Package Submission Tequila J*se Cu*rvo 18*0 Repos*do

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'Pakeets...'

Right, I happen to be in the kitchen and Evita in the front yard watering plants. So he was the one who received the courier's arrival package, delivering 'wedding gift' from Irfan. As per my message to the man, just use the services of an ordinary courier to reduce suspicion.

And it must be a package from Irfan, the time has matched the e-mail from him. Then I smiled alone as soon as I heard my wife's voice say as if confirming what I thought, as she walked into the dining room,

"Bang, there's a package for brother. His name is Irfan Mahardika. Brother knows?"

Appropriately

While walking slowly stirring the coffee in a mug held, I approached my wife, standing to her right. A package box as wide as a helmet box wrapped in black plastic has been placed on the table.

"Irfan is one of my partners in the Bureau. Maybe a wedding gift from him made us. As I recall yesterday he didn't bring a gift to the reception." My response. The day after the wedding, Evita and I were both unloading gifts and did not find any gifts from Irfan. So I had no problem getting that guy to send me and my wife the contents of this package. "Open up, Vit." I said then, acting serious about watching my wife lift the box again, researching back and forth before putting it down. Not too heavy, of course I know.

"OKAY. I open it." Evita. Immediately heading to the kitchen take the scissors and then come back with the thing in hand.

I secretly touched my wife who certainly did not suspect now both hands deftly cut plastic wrapping dus...

Another box in the form of a beautiful pink square wrapped gift appeared on the surface, once my wife finished getting rid of the package wrapper and immediately laughed briefly at it.

It was nice to see the beautiful cover. Moreover, the contents, must be even more beautiful, maybe so my wife bathin.

My smile grew wider as Evita turned to look at me, raising an eyebrow for my approval to open again, "Yes, open it." Nug at me. Then sip my coffee deep.

When my wife nodded back and began to open her card on the surface of the table, I took a deep breath.

It's show time, it looks like. It started on its own. Dann...

"Gosh, what is this?" The gift card is so thick that it does not give a clue to Evita about what objects are about the contents inside while she stripped the wrapper.

Once plastered in front of the eyes what the contents of the gift were, he immediately frowned confused, lifting to 2 objects in the form of bottles no less luxurious than in the box, shown in front of me.

I definitely need to look surprised. Then I acted like a surprise. Pretending to turn around in disbelief,

"Crazy. Tequila!" I cried while taking a quick look at Evita.

"Tequila, bang?" Repeat my wife, taking turns looking at me and the two bottles in the hand.

"Yes, I'm often hosted that start at client invitations. Look at this, here's the writing. Have you ever drank this?"

Frequently? Oh Hari.be careful getting stuck in your bitch. Watch your words. Okay well?

Okay.

"Look at it just this time." Sahut Evita is still expression of kernyit.

Aha. It still seems to be my fortune.

I put the mug on the table. 1 bottle I grabbed from my wife's handrail, the rest he set up on the table.

"Maybe some sort of celebratory champagne drink. Champagne was too expensive so Irfan chose this for us. Like yes to the sign we celebrate our wedding day."

"Ooo..."

"It's kind of a liquor, baby. Drinks containing alcohol. See this, this is the name, Tequila J*se Cue*vo 18*0 Repos*do. The price of a bottle is around Rp 1,125,000. A type of honey-colored Tequila, sweet-scented between Caramel, Vanilla and Orange Skin. French Made.

But I'll still drink it. Later. Go to sleep. To appreciate the gift of my best friend. You you?"

I'm afraid Evita's shaking. I immediately ran out of my plan before it started. Deg-degan also sees him thinking back and forth...

As for drinking alcoholic beverages, especially the type of Tequila, in a certain amount can indeed also increase the sek*ual urge.

Drinking alcoholic beverages makes a person lose their shame, so they tend to do risky behaviors such as seducing or allowing themselves to be seduced.

Because the specifics, this type of drink contains anti-depressants that make people feel more relaxed. This effect makes people can lose their sense of awkwardness, so they are more willing to approach the opposite sex because they do not think again about the risk of rejection.

So basically the effect of alcohol from drinking this Tequila, can cause the impression of warm, loving and sexy. If Evita drinks this at least 2 slokis and a maximum of 4 slokis, it can be ascertained, imagined, want to be unwilling - like not to - accept not accept, he will experience all of that earlier.

"I've never drank this before. I mean, I've never had an alcoholic drink let alone Tequila." Evita's hand received the bottle from the sodoran of my hand in front of her, half-thoughtful looking with her face slightly bowed, looking at the Tequila bottle measuring 750 ml as high as about 30cm in the hand.

There's no way I'm not paying attention to her mind starting to weigh this. But to prevent him from receiving my 'offer', it's even more impossible. I really hope my wife is finally. Wanna drink this Tequila with me later. As soon as he assures, beyond his knowledge I will immediately make preparations.

"Active drinking can get drunk. What is the day so drunk too?"

"Early 1x. But in the beginning, first knew Tequila and drank it. Next maybe because I'm getting used to it, I know how much I should drink without getting drunk."

"Ooo..."

"It's okay, honey. Let me drink alone. If you don't want to, you can just drink juice while accompanying me to drink this."

A little bit of lying does exist. But to make Evita laugh, there was no intention.

Evita laughing. I am glad to hear the juice offer. Though I was very sincere behind my coercion, it was okay if my wife ended up preferring juice. Never mind, the more resigned to the possibility that my wife will reject Tequyakan.

But surprisingly, and no doubt I was surprised, Evita nodded while saying a sentence that sounded sacred to me,

"Okay, let's have a drink."

"Huh?"

"Drink. This tequila. I'll accompany bang Hari to drink it. 'Can we celebrate our wedding? But how many glasses do you think shouldn't make me drunk? Ah, stupid time. I'm not afraid of getting drunk.

I've never been drunk, drunk on alcohol. But as long as there's a bang day with me to drink this, let me get drunk. I'm getting drunk for the first time. Once in a while. Search experience. Bang Hari will continue to look after me, right, if I'm why-why?"

"Sayangg..you're not kidding, are you?"

"Why indeed?"

"You never mabuuk."

"Never."

"Yes, you've never been drunk. So are you sure you want mab this time..."

"Related. I don't want to see you drinking alone. I'll be with you."

"Evita, I'm not suggesting you drink this, baby. Think again."

"Koq bang The day it seems like it forbids me anyway? The more forbidden I was the more curious, the better."

"Tidaak.I just..."

"So when?"

"Huh?"

"When exactly do we want to drink this?"

"Ohh..."

It's crazy of you, Hari. Am I not dreaming, or fantasizing?