Miss Mudaku Half my Breath

You're Only Mine

Shanum frowned in front of the mirror, removing his long hair as if it was really heavy, but over time, the condition of his pregnancy sometimes made his body feel sultry.

He looked at his face in front of the mirror.

What is appropriate if his hair is cut short, he murmured in his heart.

The sound of a car engine was heard entering the garage of the mansion.

Shanum hurriedly greeted Rangga.

Rangga hugged the wife warmly after first washing her hands and face on the side faucet of the mansion.

"Heum how, did we get to the salon" asked Rangga staring at Shanum's face intensely.

How many times has Shanum looked doubtful about his decision to cut his long black hair.

Although Rangga is so fond of the long hair of the wife but he did not want to force his will, especially at this time of pregnancy may make him feel uncomfortable to have long hair.

"Can I cut it?"tanya Shanum hesitated.

"Darling, I love your long hair, but I like it better when you're comfortable with yourself whatever it is."

Shanum smiled haru.

"Let's go."

"I take a shower, you wait a minute."

No more than fifteen minutes, Rangga appeared in casual clothes, long jeans and plain blue sky t-shirt, making him look younger.

Shanum pressed his tiny lips forward.

"Why are you pouting baby?" rangga asked anxiously while menoel the top of Shanum's nose.

"You're wearing jeans more and more good-looking, what if there's a lot of girls out there falling for you."

Rangga chuckled in anxiety.

"You still can't believe my sincere love for you heum, you're still worried about the girl out there, you know you love me, you're half my breath ."

Shanum was irritated, the condition of his stomach bulging makes him unable to wear his favorite jeans.

"Let's go before night."

In one of the big malls Shanum stopped his steps and entered a famous salon.

With a long breath of Shanum and Rangga entering the room which contained various beauty tools, many visitors were doing various hair treatments.

Rangga clasped his wife's hand warmly, he knew the doubts of Shanum's heart at this time.

"I wait here" whispered Rangga then sat on the long sofa in the waiting room.

Salon employees greeted Shanum cordially.

"I'm glad I cut it short, okay?" whisper to Rangga.

Rangga smiled and nodded gently.

"Se gini" Shanum shows his hand on the nape as a marker of the limit of the hair to be cut.

Rangga smiled back.

"It's really okay" whispered Shanum still looking doubtful.

Rangga approached the wife who was still in doubt.

"Dear to do whatever makes you comfortable, I love you for who you are" Rangga whispered to make Shanum's heart sure.

Salon employees look at the romanticism of the couple with haru.

A wife who obeys her husband and a husband who is so sincere love the wife, they are a couple who are blessed by the universe, her inner self.

Friendly and warm they provide maximum service to Shanum.

The smile of the salon employees expands satisfied, after seeing such perfect results.

"Miss if I can take a picture with you" asked the reluctant employee, Shanum does look friendly and gentle, but he very rarely uttered words.

Shanum nodded lightly.

With giddy levels, the employee sat closer to Shanum then with his cellphone camera he shot several angles.

With a shoulder-length blow haircut, Shanum's cute face looks fresher and more enchanting.

White skin with a pointed nose and tiny lips, like a barbie doll that just came out of the salon.

Some visitors stared at the charm.

With a clumsy step Shanum approached Rangga who was focusing on the phone in hand.

"Darling let's go home?" whispered Shanum lirih.

He really felt insecure, the glance of many visitors towards him made his guts shrink, could my face turn strange, his mind.

"It's over?" ask Rangga softly.

A few seconds stunned Rangga looked at the face of the wife with her new hairstyle.

Shanum looked much younger and fresher, like a girl who was still in school.

"Beautiful" she said briefly, her chest suddenly thumping.

How beautiful and cute the wife, not willing to share with others.

Just like that response?, Shanum's mind was soft, there was regret in his heart when he saw the husband's reaction that looked flat and cold.

"Dear you're mad?" shanum asked softly as some time of silence enveloped their journey.

Rangga shook his head, although his chest rumbled holding back furiously, his hand crept the steering wheel tightly.

The parking attendant was incessantly stealing glances towards Shanum, wanting to feel like he was prying the eyes of his culture.

"Darling if we don't eat first or watch, or..."

"No, we go straight home."

Glug.

Shanum swallowed the salivary, not usually her husband was so gluttonous.

Not wanting to disturb the husband's bad mood, Shanum no longer asked any other questions.

Forty minutes drive finally arrived at the mansion.

The two guards nodded respectfully as one opened the gate.

Rangga's back emotions rose to the top as the young man in navy blue uniform was stunned staring at the figure beside him.

"Hey quickly open" hardik Rangga loudly awakened the security guard's consciousness.

"A a m sorry sir" he said regretfully.

"Employment food do not daydream continuously" hardik Rangga again.

The security guard just nodded and smiled wryly.

Because the charm of Young Miss makes her life in danger, Rangga could have fired her for being presumptuous to look at his wife so sweet.

The car quickly entered the garage.

Shanum came out with a roaring chest, Rangga's tough attitude when talking to the security guard, fix must be her husband was angry.

Shanum could only quietly follow Rangga's footsteps.

"Nonaa..you are so beautiful" the aunt screeches from the mansion's kitchen running towards her.

"Ah aunty, just plain bi" Shanum replied flatly, according to the beautiful aunt, but according to my husband ugly, his mind was softened.

"Really Non, you are very beautiful and cute also look fresher, aunt is very fond of Non Shanum hair pot.

While Rangga looked at the scene from upstairs in annoyance.

Cih, even aunty was tempted by you, growled Rangga in heart and entered the room with long steps.

"Bi I want to go to the room first" Shanum said, unraveling his aunt's embrace and hurrying after her husband.

Chequek.

His steps slowly entered the room, Rangga seemed to have changed into a nightgown.

"Dear you're mad?" ask Shanum slowly.

Silently there was no answer, Rangga still quietly stood behind him.

"What a pity are you." Shanum's sentence was unresolved when suddenly Rangga turned around and grabbed her body and hugged her tightly.

Shanum froze in place, his chest felt a little tight because it was so tightly that Rangga hugged his body.

"I don't want others to look at your pretty face, you're just mine" Rangga said as she stared intensely at the wife.

Deghs.

Apparently the siksp was silent and cold Rangga due to his possessiveness.

"J so you're not mad?" shanum asked relieved.

Rangga.

"I just don't want to share, your cantuk is all mine" she said, gently tucking into Shanum's tiny lips.

A light kiss that now began to spread to the niche of Shanum's white neck, Rangga swept his lips until Shanum's nape bristled.

And I don't know since when Rangga's hand is now cool to play his favorite chewy object.

Rangga looked at the wife with my demeanor.

"You are yours, you will not miss your charms with others."

Rangga's mouth was interspersed with a sip on Shanum's lips.

And Shanum could only resign when Rangga carried him on the bed, only ******* gushing out from his lips.

Even the night that was not too late turned into a hot night when the two mueai fused together.

Moans and ****** length passes when the so good Rangga plays his role gently.

Tok to tok.

The two people who were struggling with romance fell silent.

"Miss, Den Rangga, want dinner now or later?" ask aunt.

"Ehm later bi" replied Rangga briefly.

Both of them also continued hot activities that were held back because of the actions of the aunt.