My Surgaku Key Betting Wife

Longs.

...No one can stop the longing, because it is very torturous. As much as we try, if the word Miss has been broken, then only the meeting is the antidote....

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Faris and Diki got off the plane at eight o'clock in the evening, both still on their way home.

Various oaths Diki lethargic right to his boss who sometimes crazy, arbitrarily ruled. His fatigue all day did not get a pause, when he wanted to rest his body, the incoming call from Faris made him have to lock his intention back.

The cushioned mattress he had imagined was instantly gone from his wishful thinking, for he had to return to their city, because of Faris' orders.

No one can argue when the boss gives the order, then everything must obey him, including the men and lawyers they bring, he said, absolutely not given time to rest by the boss who is minimal morals.

Without them knowing, if Faris immediately wanted to go home because he could not wait to meet his wife, even in the car he had scolded Diki several times, because according to him, he had, Diki was so slow driving the car they were riding.

"How long have you not served this car, Diki? Why is it so slow" asked Faris, in a tone of protest.

"Last Sunday I took care of him, sir!" diki answered so honestly.

"What because it's been a long time, until this car slows down, tomorrow find a new car with the latest expenses!" tukas Faris gave the order, Diki immediately looked up. Because the car they are riding is currently in use Faris about five months.

"Are you sure, sir?" tanya Diki made sure.

"Have you ever seen me play around with my words?" asked Faris in such a flat tone.

"No, Sir! I'll find it tomorrow!" timpal Diki, why he's dizzy, after all it's Faris' money, not his.

The latest Ferrari car stops right in the multi-storey building, Faris looks so rushed down from the car, then by swinging a step so fast, this blue-eyed man entered the house.

In the first room he did not see the wife, it was common, because Nabil was always waiting for himself in the room.

Impatiently, Faris got into the elevator, it felt like she wanted to immediately stare at the pretty face, Nabil. Moreover, he wanted to immediately enclose Nabil under him.

Ting...

The elevator door opened, with steps so wide that Faris walked back, until in front of the room door, Faris even stopped, he was seen tidying up his suit and tie, why he felt groggy.

"Help!" Faris cleared her throat first, to comb her nervousness, after which her hands immediately held the door handle and pushed the door leaf.

Chequek...

The door opened, the first sight he saw something that made him calm, he saw if the wife was chanting the holy verse of the Quran, making his heart that was restless become calm.

But since when did Faris love to hear Nabil teach, not did he hate him the most, but now he seems to enjoy it.

Without bothering his wife, Faris stepped in and sat on the bed, staring at Nabil's dazzling face.

"His face is so perfect, without any flaws, his voice is so soft and beautiful, why am I just realizing it now!" inner Faris who was still staring at the wife.

"Ma-mas Faris!" nabil said stammered.

"Close up!" faris said, patting his thigh, telling Nabil to sit on his lap.

The one called instead looked down embarrassed, Faris could see a red hue on the wife's face, making her more gaunt.

"Come, come closer! why are you still embarrassed?" ask Faris to rule at once.

Slowly Nabil stepped, when it was in front of the husband, Faris immediately pulled his waist with a little rough, until his body staggered and ended he sat right on top of Faris' thigh.

Their position was very close, Faris immediately tightened his embrace on the waist of the wife, his head he dropped on the niche of the wife's neck, inhaling the aroma that last night made her feel drunk.

Nabil did not budge, although his heart was jumping like it wanted to come out, but he remained in his position, letting the husband channel the fatigue that Nabil could see from Faris' face.

Faris still hugged Nabil so tightly, feeling a calming comfort. Then he raised his face and looked at Nabil's increasingly blushing face.

Faris approached, continued to approach until the second kiss could not be stopped again, Faris really channeled the longing that had disturbed him.

Nabil is still not quite good at replying, to the point of making Faris a little distress, but it makes him very happy, every imagine, a beautiful and perfect woman he was the first to touch her.

Not long after, Faris let go of her kiss, then she framed Nabil's face with her two hands.

"Prepare me for a bath, and you must accept your punishment, for daring not to pick up my phone when I call you!" beat Faris with a hoarse voice.

It is no longer possible to imagine the feeling of Nabil, his chest up and down, his heart felt at the pump so quickly, Faris words were able to make his goosebumps.

In a small voice, Nabil replied, "The water is already prepared, because Mas said he will come home tonight!" nabil replied, their faces were still very close, even just a few inches away.

Faris seemed to slightly pull the corner of her lips, then she kissed Nabil's lips at a glance, then stood up and stepped inside the bathroom.

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~Connected.