MY LITTLE WIFE'S PASSION

Embarrassed

Rara still held her hand Bi Sakina, approaching Bimo who was sitting in her work chair with her face face face down on the table.

She hesitantly called her husband. She was not calm why her husband was sitting on a chair and face down on the table. Can't her husband die?

"Darling ..!"

Rara shook her husband's shoulder slowly. But, there's no response. Judging from his body gestures, the sign of a living person is still there.

"Love....! getup....!" keep shaking Bimo's body. But the man still did not respond. That made Rara even more upset. "Pamann... Wakeup..!" bimo's body shook even harder.

The last attempt produced results. Bimo woke up, and immediately turned to the wife next to him in surprise. He was shocked from his seat.

"Rara, are you here?" he was astonished and confused to see his wife in front of him. Rubbing his eye, to clarify his vision. Now both of his eyes were blushing already.

Rara hugged her husband. The woman assumed that her husband had been taken away by the angel Izrail

"Why not go home? why sleep here? I'm so worried about you, baby!" speak with annoyance with tears streaming down his smooth cheeks. Rara was really made to be unsettled, because her husband had no news.

Bimo could not bear to see the sadness of his wife. He immediately pulled the woman into his arms. And Bi Sakinah came out of the room. It feels like a mosquito repellent.

"I'm sorry to worry you." kissed the soft top of the wife's head. I was at work, not even sleeping." His words displayed a stern expression. Naturally Bimo fell asleep, because last night he did not sleep together for a second.

"If you are sleepy, why not go home and sleep at home. Tomorrow will continue his work." Rara said sadly, looking up at her husband, he was still in Bimo's arms.

"Yes, it's so sleepy. I didn't even know I was asleep." Bimo replied with a sweet smile, then the man kissed gently on Rara's forehead.

Seeing the wife's worries, made her happy. His wife was really afraid of losing him. Go home immediately sought.

Lama Bimo hugged Rara with his eyes closed. He felt peaceful, his strings were gone already in the arms of the wife.

"When are we in this position?" rara said shaking Bimo's body. They were still standing and Bimo hugged him tightly by his desk.

"Oohh yes, hehheh...Let's go home!" Bimo did not want to show his disheveled face in front of his wife. He did not want his wife burdened with this problem. He is also very embarrassed by his stupid behavior that does not give confidence to others. Until he got fooled.

Arriving at home, it is true that Bimo is very sleepy. Even changing clothes can't wait anymore. He collapsed on their soft bed and immediately fell asleep. Rara who undressed the work clothes she was wearing, did not disturb her sleep.

"Darling... Is it really sleeping?" Rara mentoel Bimo's cheek which, when observed closely, looks tense. There was a look of anxiety on the husband's face.

"Yes really sleep. What's that damn?" he said, lying next to Bimo. He again noticed the face of the husband who looked tired and full of anxiety, but was asleep.

"What's the problem of a cafe burning up, making this mess?" Rara spoke to herself, still watching her husband's face. "Be patient, baby, I'll stay by your side, no matter what." Kissing full of Bimo's forehead. Then the woman hugged her husband tightly.

***

Three days passed. Rara felt that there was an extreme change in her husband's attitude towards her. Bimo rarely asked him to speak. If she invites her husband to communicate, her answer is very short. And will avoid. Even Bimo was out of the house after dawn prayers and will go home after 10 pm and above. When her husband came home, she was asleep.

Surprisingly, he was never allowed to come to the office. Rara was a little suspicious. But, she brushed off negative assumptions about her husband's change. Maybe because there is a problem of cafes burning so Bimo becomes more busy.

During those three days, Rara was very bored. Thankfully there was Momsky Zahra who called him at least once a day in these three-day time brackets.

Rara glanced at the clock perched on the wall of the living room. She was waiting for her husband to come home from work. At 20:35 Wib. Bimo picked up his phone. He said he'd be home in half an hour. But, look it's 10 p.m., haven't come home yet.

"He why the hell? I'm sure something's wrong with this." Rara monologues, pacing back and forth in the living room with a feeling of unease. "I'll wait for him to come home, I can't fall asleep." He said, choosing to sit on the purple sofa. Tired also he was from back and forth in the room.

Tired of waiting for eehh.. Rara fell asleep on the couch. He awoke, hearing the sound of the clock ringing every hour.

Until his attention was now diverted, when he heard the roar of his car engine Bimo entered their yard. In a hurry he opened the main door. Directly approached Bimo who had just got off his car.

"Dear, koq hasn't slept?" bimo asked with a tired face.

Bruuggk..

He hugged Bimo. Sontak Bimo is shocked by Rara's behavior.

"Daddy, you miss...?" teasing Rara who was still holding her tightly. Bimo is actually tired. He wanted to quickly rest, his body was all sick, like being pounded by people all over the village.

"Yes, kangen. I really do want to!" she hugged Bimo.

Cupp

Bimo kissed wife's temple.

"Same.. I'm sorry, I've been busy for three days." Carrying Rara ala bridal style. Bimo's treatment this time made her happy. A smile can no longer be hidden.

"Dear I can understand. But I'm surprised at the change in your attitude, baby. If I'm busy, why I'm not allowed to come to the office. If you have a lot of work, I can help!" Strictly Rara, she noticed the tired face of her husband who was still carrying her while climbing the stairs.

"If you come to work, you will be tired, tired. I'll ask for a massage, you won't."

They've reached the room. Bimo sat Rara on the edge of the bed.

"Iihh koq said that. If you want a massage say yes, do not miss the time dear." Rara said, rising from her seat, approaching Bimo who is now changing clothes. She even helped her husband take off all his clothes.

"That doesn't need to be removed." Bimo held Rara's hand to remove the color.

"Why be shy?" rara's search was astonished, usually also her husband was very proud to show off his. Now why can't it be seen?

"Hehehe.... What's wrong, let's massage "Titah Bimo directly lay his body on the bed.

"Yes," Rara took olive oil on her dressing table. He also began to massage the husband's back.

"I noticed you changed a lot, honey?" still massaging his hard-muscled back Bimo was.

"No taste, mending adek massage with your feet only. Adek stood on his back "instead of answering Rara's question. Even diverting the conversation.

"Non't come, honey. Do you want all your internal organs out, by asking me to step on you?" rara said with her.

"You're not massaging, you're just stroking elus. Make it ticklish to know." Bimo replied in a weak voice, he was like he was already drowsy once.

"Emerge intentionally." Rara smiled wryly. He was indeed a Bimo kangen, it had been three days they were not steady

"Emmm... Before going to bed, we Sunnah rosul first yuk? it's Friday night!" she was ashamed of shame. He dared to ask first. His chest was pounding violently when he said that. He was embarrassed, but he wanted to.

There was no answer from the interlocutor, which made Rara curious.he finally glanced at Bimo. "Geez, he's asleep." His speech was slow, patting his own eel.

"So uncle heard, didn't I ask you that?" he said, covering his mouth with his hands.

"If he hears and doesn't want to, that would be a shame." His words that can only be heard by him. "Like his uncle didn't hear. Mercifully.. I can be embarrassed..!". Rara, who felt ashamed of herself, finally decided to sleep hugging her husband, who looked well asleep.

TB