My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter XC

The speck of rain sings, accompanying the silence of a lonely night, the melodious groove brings an endless longing. When the rain comes again, more and more dancing memories in the heart, even though the memories have been buried long in memory.

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He put together a blanket wrapped around his body, slept curled up, coiled up like a thousand-footed caterpillar as he felt the air temperature getting colder. However, not enough to warm the body. Mariana woke up looking for something in the closet, but she could not find what she wanted.

"Ai, don't like the rainy season very much" he murmured. He lay back on the sofa, covering the blanket to his head. Memories of Daniel, suddenly coming to say hello, bring him back to the past. However, before he dissolved into his old memories, his gaze fell on the torso that was sleeping on the bed. He then woke up again, sitting leaning against Andreas who was lulled in a dream.

"If you sleep together, the snow falls still feels warm, like sitting by the fireplace." Mariana giggled at the warmth of Andreas and his bed.

He got off the sofa, then slowly, footsteps swung towards the bed. However, doubt saw his feelings. Mikel once said that Andrew was afraid of women. He walked back and forth by Andreas' side, staring at the handsome face that was still sleeping. Not wanting to, decisions need to be made.

He then walked to the other side, then slowly crawled up onto the bed, occupying an empty room. His thin body went into Andreas' blanket. He was sad when he found the man bare-chested.

'My husband, this, apparently sleep does not like to wear clothes, ' his inner.

Mariana then lay down next to Andrew. Raise the man's arm, then placed under his head to be used as a pillow.

'It's like in the movies. Husband, let me feel the warmth of your body.' Mariana laughed without a sound. Malicious.

Mariana tilted her body to Andreas, then wrapped her left hand around her husband's waist. His heart suddenly beat faster. Mariana nervous.

'It's 'severe!'

His hand that was coiled around Andreas' waist was released back. Mariana looked at her husband's face. "Good sleep my husband. May the dream meet me, do not meet Rena," he murmured slowly, almost inaudibly. He grieved, while making the sign of the cross on Andrew's forehead. "God bless!"

Mariana lay down again, cushioned andreas, sleeping facing her husband.

...***...

Andreas squirming. His arms feel numb. His chest felt like it had been crushed by a huge rock. His nose was itchy as if there were feathers piercing his nostrils.

Achews!

Andreas suddenly sneezed. He gasped in surprise, when he realized that long strands of hair were covering his face. Some tickled his nose.

"Yeah!" Andreas hysterical. He immediately woke up, resisting the heavy burden that was overstimulating his body.

Mariana surprised. It also screamed. "Yeah!" His body was instantly toppled to the left, but, unhappily, his head hit the bunny of the bed.

"Ouch!"

"What are you doing?" Andreas' voice rose, asking without regard to the pain of his wife.

Mariana fixed her sleeping position. "Sleep, to? If not, what do you do?"

"Down now!" his orders.

"Can't! Or do you want me to cancel our deal?" Hands outstretched, pulling Mariana's feet down from her bed.

"Lt!" Mariana screamed, feeling her body drift like it was being blown by the wind. His hands pulled the sheets so he wouldn't fall to the floor. However, still the sheets are interested so that the sound of thud when he fell.

"You want to kill me?" Mariana riding a windy. His eyes glared at Andreas.

"Who told you to sleep in bed didn't tell me first." Andreas stood around his waist, then switched to tidying up his bed.

Mariana got up, massaged her ass that slapped the floor.

"If I die, I'll change your name."

Andrew looked at Mariana. "What?"

"Kings. You become a duraja aka Duda Rasa Perjaka. Ha-ha-ha!" Andreas throws a pillow, but the girl dodges before the pillow hits her face.

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Mariana was busy cleaning the living room when her eyes caught Andreas's figure descending the stairs.

"Mickel's out?"

"Yes" she replied without looking at her husband.

The rain still drenches the earth. Mariana turned to the window, covering it so that the air in the house was not too cool.

"Wait a minute" he said, as he passed leaving Andreas there.

Not long after, he again brought with him a raincoat of sea blue, then thrust it to Andreas. The man accepted it with pleasure, while thanking him.

While they were on the porch, Mariana grabbed Andreas by the hand and kissed the back of her husband's hand before the man rode his Kawasaki Ninja HR2 motorcycle. Andreas jerks. Surprised by Mariana's behavior. He immediately pulled his hand back from Mariana's grasp. Andreas's face flushed. Embarrassed.

Mariana also smiled cleftly. I love flirting with Andreas. He thrust his face in front of the man, pointing at his left cheek.

"For what?" ask Andreas.

"Wife prayers accompany the husband's steps to find sustenance. Instead, the husband blesses the wife to take care of the house, by ...." He pointed at his cheek. "Kiss here or here." This time, the forehead he pointed at.

"Take it up." Andreas points a sour face. "Restu husband for wife ...." He stroked Mariana's head. "Dragon and clean the house. Don't let the house fall apart!" Then it's as grim as rotten shells.

"Cie, you know!" Mariana's nozzle increased by ten centimeters.

Andreas looked up at Mariana's deteriorating face. "I'll go to work first. Take care, take care of the house" Andreas said, while turning on his motorcycle engine.

"Yes, you too, be careful!" Mariana smiled. Sincerest.