My Disabled Husband

Episode eleven

What Darka asked made Citra uncomfortable, how could Darka say such a thing to her own brother, meaning that Darka did not have a heart.

"Yes, that's how it is" Citra replied.

"You're prettier than the one in the photo, wonder why a disabled man like her gets a woman as beautiful as you."

"Maybe he's lucky" Citra said.

"From on with her better go with me, let's walk the road."

"Sorry Darka, it's not that I don't want to, but I'm here with Arga, Arga's parents who asked us to leave, if I go leave her how about her, what about her, he just can't what, if he suspects how?"

"Hmmm you're right, next time" Darka said.

"You don't like him very much, he's your brother."

"Emang if brother should like her. Who likes a guy like him, a lot of things I don't like about him" Darka said.

The image of his taste is not yet the time to explore everything, later Darka will be suspicious if he asks a lot about Darka with Arga.

"I have to go back, you're not here, I can't you notice that anymore with her" Citra said.

"She's beautiful.." Darka rubbed Citra's face and left Citra.

Imagery really doesn't like Darka doing this. Arga alone never did it, this is why Citra was lazy to meet with Darka.

The image walked back closer to Arga, he already did not see Darka in this place.

"Had it," asked Arga.

"Already, a lot of which he does not like from the master, but I do not know what, I am afraid if I ask a lot. Where's the flat pound just on his swab."

"Damn.."

"Why sir," asked Citra.

"Clean your face" said Arga.

"Already sir, just calm down."

"Well done.. Don't let any trace of her on your body" Arga said.

Arga was very upset Darka rubbed Citra's face. Her self alone never did, do not if they meet again could be Darka kissed Citra.

"Ahkkk why is my brain so this way," inner Arga.

After finishing dinner the two of them immediately returned home, since they finished talking about Darka earlier Arga had nothing to say. Arga seemed to be silent thinking of something. Citra did not want to ask because it would be the target of Arga's anger.

"To the room" said Arga.

"Yes sir.."

Because it was night time Arga and Citra changed red clothes and prepared to be ready for a break.

The second is already in bed, Citra is still playing with her mobile phone while Arga is focused with her mind.

"Picture put your phone," said Arga.

"I.. Yes sir.." From the tone of Arga's speech Arga must be not okay.

"You've been dating" asked Arga as she moved closer to Citra.

The usual they are both far apart this time to the two is very close, their body parts alone until they touch.

"Earlier, SMA time," Citra replied.

"Hmmm yes I have also been, what type of dating you with my courtship is the same, what do you do when dating," asked Arga.

"Why ask like that?"

"Jawab only.."

"There is no luck, I am with my girlfriend for sure if you meet discussing lessons, continue to chat normally," Citra said.

"Never kiss" asked Arga.

"Ha!! yes, no sir, I might do something like that" Citra replied.

"Sir."

Slowly Arga began to approach Citra's lips, Citra immediately closed her eyes when she felt their lips both begin to touch. Citra's heart was already like someone running a marathon, beating much faster than usual.

"Sir..."

Instead of stopping Arga kissed Citra even deeper, he took the opportunity when Citra said the word Tuan because Citra's lips were open. Imagapan image get the attack, before his do not like this kiss just image never.

Citra's hand reflexes holding Arga's neck, she just resigned to what Arga did to her, Arga's husband and a wife who must be ready to do whatever her husband wants.

Arga's tongue plays very well, although he has not done something like this for a long time, Arga is not at all stiff, even Arga is better. Maybe because the image of his wife is different from his girlfriend first.

Her hand pulled the body of the image until her two were completely attached to each other. Arga's like losing control of her tonight. Moreover, the image is like enjoying what he does.

A few minutes later, they both kissed. Arga released Citra because the second was almost out of breath, Citra looked at Arga who was also staring at her, a sense of awkwardness struck her second.

"Sir.." The image was so embarrassed, it covered his face.

"Huh..." Not only Citra, Arga also misbehaved himself.

Actually Arga had been thinking about this since at the restaurant earlier. Darka's brave hand touching Citra's face made Arga afraid Citra also kissed Darka. If until that happens Citra's first kiss will fall into Darka's hands, Arga does not want it to happen.

"Finally," Arga's inner.

"Have not been more," said Arga.

"Lebay how master, master kissed me.."

"Well, why, you're my wife? keep what you're like in kissing someone else. If Darka kissed you how," said Arga.

"Darka??"

"Don't talk about it.." Arga takes a position to sleep.

"Sir.." The image still does not accept with Arga, already kissing her now instead want to sleep just like that.

"What's more, it's less" asked Arga.

"Less??"

"Oh less." Arga pulled Citra until Citra fell on her body.

"You lost her tonight" asked Arga.

"Sir.." Impressive image knows what Arga means.

Tut. tut's... Arga's phone rang loudly.

Arga took her and immediately raised her.

"Hello.."

"It's a shame you can go to my father's house tomorrow" asked Alam.

"Arga try."

"Stay a week, I don't want to know."

"Dad.."

"Arga you've been away from home a long time, I want to spend time with Arga."

"Iya Arga try," he said.

"What," asked Nature.

"Nobody, want to sleep."

"Ah cook sleep, there is a wife play with her wife. Not in wine."

"Dad, I.."

"What!! don't tell me you're.."

"I've played before, yes play must report with father," said Arga.