My sister - in-law my husband

My sister - in-law my husband
Jealous



The night is getting late now they decide to go to their respective rooms that Moren has prepared for his friends.


Dean took his wife to their room, Dinda who was very tired immediately took off her shoes and lay down there to wash her face.


Dean looked at his wife in surprise, for she had not said a word to him.


From earlier Dinda seemed reluctant to greet him, Dean headed to the bathroom to wash his tired face.


After washing his face, he dried it using a towel, while walking out and seeing his wife was asleep.


Dean threw himself beside his wife, and hugged her tightly to Dinda's body, Dean's blood seemed to flow more, something that pulled him to do more when their skin touched.


She looked at Dinda's sleeping face intently, "beautiful." those were the words that flashed through her mind at that moment.


He stroked Dinda's thin cheeks slowly, so that once again he felt like he was electrocuted when his fingers touched Dinda's skin.


"Are you afraid of me?" his mumbling while stroking the delicate skin of Dinda's face.


And Dean closed his eyes still hugging Dinda lovingly.


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The next morning Dinda woke up when the sunlight started to enter from behind the curtain of the hotel room.


And felt his legs cramped, because it was hit by something that felt heavy, and his waist that felt heavy as well, making him start to squirm to relax his muscles that felt sore.


On the ground she began to open her eyes, and the first look she saw was the peaceful sleeping face of her husband like there was no burden, making her smile thinly at the peaceful face of Dean at that time.


Dean was not wearing a shirt, so Dinda could clearly see the hard muscle muscles in her husband's chest, which somehow made him feel excited, and his chest seemed to tremble as he looked at his handsome face.


Dinda glanced at his legs that still felt cramped, it turns out his legs were crushed Dean's feet, while his waist there perched sweet hand Dean who hugged him possessive.


Dinda put Dean's hand away from the top of his waist, as he was about to move his leg, Dean woke up in shock, making their eye beads blend for a long time with his lips silenced by awkwardness.


"I'm sorry I interrupted your sleep, but my legs are so cramped?" guman Dinda pointed at his leg which was still pierced by Dean's leg at that time


"Sorry!" reply Dean while moving his legs and walk into the bathroom leaving Dinda who was still pecking, seeing Dean's attitude to him.


Which somehow makes his chest feel pain.


"What's wrong with her?" guman Dinda quietly while massaging his legs that still feel crampy.


Not long ago Dean was out with just wearing a towel wrapped around his waist.


So that his body was perfectly exposed to make Dinda tampa consciously sipped her saliva slowly.


But he quickly brushed it off when he remembered the pain he felt after doing that.


Dean was deliberately showing his exsotic body, because he wanted Dinda who surrendered herself willingly without any coercion from him.


Dinda rode to the bathroom in a hurry because she felt something strange on her body when she saw the beautiful body of the husband.


Dean simply smiled as he dried his still wet hair using a towel.


"Until when will you hold it, with this body" he said with a faint smile


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Noon Dean brought Dinda home to their apartment when they were saying goodbye to his three best friends through Chat WA mareka group, because his best friend who has not been seen, so Dean decided to go home first.


After entering the apartment door, Dean's phone rang loudly, making Dinda, who had walked first, stop her steps to glance at her husband was curious.


"Hallo?"


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"Yes." Yeah."


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"Where don't you go, wait for me there ok?" dean ordered with a worried face and ran tampa farewell to Dinda who was still looking at him with a thousand questions in her brain at that time.


"Who? is she female?" she thought she was starting to guess her own hell, so it makes the heart ache when imagining if the one who called her husband was a woman.


Because she can guess if that person must be a special person in the heart of her husband.


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Hay guys sorry that because the author can't make them happy for now


Because the upcoming episode is a lot of obstacles, so mentally resistant yes😘😘😘😊😊😊😊