Neighbor's Room

Request Massage

Rainer looked back. He did not answer Nayra's question and still continued to pull the wife's hand towards a room that had already been prepared for them.

Clamps. The door of the room is open. Nayra followed Rainer's footsteps, which led her into a different room from their own.

"Whose room is this, Mas?" nayra asked as she spread her gaze across the entire room. Not luxury rooms or suites that have been decorated with wedding room decorations, but the rooms they enter are rooms with standard hotel arrangements and decorations.

"Our room." Rainer replied while removing the buttons of the bridal suit he was wearing.

Nayra's forehead wrinkled and turned back towards Rainer.

"Our room? How did you move here, Mas? We have our own room?" 

Rainer, who had started to remove the buttons of his shirt, turned his head and walked closer to Nayra.

"If we go back to the room, Mama will drag us back to the party. I'm tired of going around all this time. My body has been all sore. Be gnawed."

Nayra who heard Rainer's reply, immediately rounded her eyes and mouth. She really did not think about her husband.

"Cckk. What the hell, Mas? The wedding reception was like that. So, it was natural for the bride to be tired of greeting the invited guests," Nayra poked her lips as she stared dejectedly at Rainer.

"We have greeted all the invited guests. After all, the event was also friendly. So, even though we're not there, the show can still run."

Nayra could only roll her eyes off guard. He was tired enough that day. Especially if you have to argue with her husband.

"Whatever, Mas. I'll take a shower then" said Nayra as her netra stared at a pile of nightgowns beside the paper bag. Nayra was sure that the clothes had been prepared for her.

While walking towards the dresser, Nayra lifted her party shirt and intended to clean up the makeup. Rainer, who saw it, immediately followed Nayra behind and began to play the zipper of Nayra's wedding dress.

"You what, Mas?" nayra asked while still observing Rainer's expression.

"You what? Of course you want a massage," replied Rainer.

"You want to piss me off, Mom?" Nayra's face immediately sparkled excitedly. His body that already felt very tired, really craved a massage.

"Cckk. Later first. I'm the one who wants a massage. I told you that my body was all sore, right? I want to be massaged" Rainer said as he began pulling the zipper on Nayra's wedding dress.

Of course Rainer's actions make Nayra confused. If Rainer's body feels sore, then why should he bother him like that? inner Nayra.

"If you're tired, why bother me, Mas? I want to clean up first" said Nayra.

"I help you get done quickly."

"No need. Longer, Mommy." Nayra was still trying to dodge.

"It won't be long."

Nayra rolled her eyeballs in a careless manner. "Say you're tired, Mas. Already, let me just clean up myself."

"It's okay. I'm sincerely helping you. Besides, I can't massage myself either. I need your help to massage her." 

Rainer is getting docked on Nayra's back that has been wide open because the zipper has been lowered by Rainer. Don't forget Rainer's act of swiping his 'natural gun' on his wife's innocent back. Of course it makes the body of Nayra bristling not because of.

"Good, Mom! So it was your rifle that asked for a massage?!"