My husband's a real man
No Rattan Wood So
My Husband's a Real Man #56
By Sept
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Her eyes widened, how dare Irna touch her lips. Rama shouted and was immediately angry.
"YESYY!" jolt Rama with rough.
While Irna, the woman smiled faintly. The brief kiss just now felt bland. He kisses human lips or iron almost no difference. He was increasingly curious, what way should Rama's attention turn on him. Because for Irna, Nur is not very beautiful. Until this moment, he still thinks Rama likes the wife of Arya.
"Something's wrong with you!" hiss Irna later.
"Once again you're messing around, I'll fire!" ram Tham.
"Allah ... Okay ...!" Irna backwards. He went with a dirty face.
***
In the neighbor's room.
Nur and Arya are watching a movie. A romantic movie of all time. They leaned against each other, enjoying the warm togetherness. So, dipped Rama since earlier is a dialogue of a film.
Because it was late, Nur finally fell asleep. Tired of enjoying the beauty of the natural panorama in the city of Mala dewa.
Her morning.
"Mama ... go home," whined Cua who did not feel at home on the exclusive island.
The boy whined, bored because there were no playmates there. Just mom, dad and aunt. The little boy felt bored.
"It was yesterday, baby. Tuh ... the beach is very good, why rush home?" Nur tried to persuade the princess
"Cua wants to go home .. just go home."
Nur and Arya finally looked at each other.
"Yes, we're home. But not now yes. No ships passing by." Arya tries to trick her daughter.
"That!" Cua pointed straight to the high seas.
Nur just smiled, then patted her husband's chest. Looks like they should go home. But it's a pity, because it just arrived yesterday. Time to go back.
"That ship broke down, Cuaaa!" bring Arya back.
"No, that's the boat on YAH!" whinek Cua.
"Already, Mas. We'll just go back tomorrow." Finally Nur gave up. They decided to return to Jakarta tomorrow.
***
The day has changed, the clear weather adorns the entire sky on the Maldives beach.
Rama had been peering through binoculars from his room, staring along the shore. But neither Nur nor Arya saw.
Tok tok tok tok
"Don't come in!" rama shouted from his room.
CLAMPS
Basic Irna, it is said not even he trabas. He casually entered Rama's room.
"Chih ... Out!" rama looked at Irna.
"You haven't eaten, not had lunch and dinner. I'm not paid to take care of the sick!" cetus Irna's.
"Gee! Go there!" Rama drove Irna away with a huff.
"All the food is ready, come out or I bring it here."
"Don't set me up, and don't come in here!" Rama dragged Irna's arm roughly. He took the woman out by force.
Again Irna just smiled in her heart, the woman then brushed off Rama's hand.
"I can walk alone!" Irna hissed annoyed. He did not like Rama dragging him around violently.
Bruakkk
When Rama entered the room, he closed the door. Throwing the door leaf hard because intentionally, he was upset because Irna made because of lately.
Out there, Irna cursed Rama's attitude.
"Sell it's so expensive, it looks like I should give him something." Irna smiled cunningly, the woman then returned to her room, picking up something from inside the bag. After that, put something into drinks and food for Rama.
***
At midnight, seen on the dining table, a glass had been empty without filling. And so is the food on the plate. Rama ate it.
While Irna, she was pretending to sleep on the sofa. He deliberately dropped the blanket, so that some of his legs are visible.
"It's been a long time," the inner Irna who's been waiting since.
"Did he throw away the food and drink?" I thought Irna made sure the glass was empty. But he hesitated, because there was no reaction at all. Rama's door was locked from the inside. Wanting to barge in as usual, he could not.
The woman can only wait.
CLAMPS
"YES!"
As soon as her name was called, Irna immediately pretended to be asleep.
"You're messing around again apparently!" Rama hissed, he rubbed his face violently. He hated the feeling of the moment. Sultry and hot feeling.
Where are you on the island in a private place, where are you going to hire men? Upset, Rama immediately lifted Irna's body. No wood, no rattan. Seriate.
