Not Casanova

Not Casanova
BC. CHAPTER 10 [Inggung]



Cakra continued to curse with his hands collecting the lucknut objects given by his friends for his wedding gift.


"Basic lewd, venereal villain, crazy Casanova group! They think I can't?!" gerutu Cakra still by collecting the tissue lucknut sachets.


"Basic crazy friend! friends don't know about profit! see if this month their salaries will not go down, beware! How dare they! Shame on me, shame on! Good thing that innocent girl, do not understand the usefulness of this lucknut thing!" sighing for a moment Cakra after cursing at length times wide.


The man with the status of husband turned around still holding the black parcels, "HUWA!!" cakra shouted in surprise by throwing the object in his hand again.


Because at this time Helen was already standing before her with wet hair that was unraveling.


"What's up, sir?" ask the girl innocently.


"Bikin' shocked!" cakra Sentak.


Cone Helen's lips, "I just want to ask my closet where? I'm a new resident in this room." said Helen.


The chakras blow the rough breath.


"There! you just find it yourself!" Cakra pointed at one of the cabinets that was behind the transparent curtain, which seemed like it was indeed a dressing room.


"Oh ok Sir!" helen's footsteps immediately headed for the room covered in transparent curtains.


Cakra had observed his wife had been lost behind the curtain of the dressing room cover, making sure that Helen had been busy with choosing a change of clothes, he said, Cakra quickly reassembled the sachet in favor of the sachet of the lucknut thing he had scattered just now.


After finishing with the embarrassing object, Cakra passed to the bathroom to cleanse his body.


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After coming out of the bathroom Cakra just wrapped a towel around his waist, the man did not find anyone there, he continued his big steps towards the dressing room.


"Where is he?" muttered Cakra who did not see the figure of his wife everywhere, wearing only a tight white T-Shirt with relaxed pants knee-length Cakra came out of the dressing room, and there, he said, he saw a girl in red kimono pajamas standing on the balcony.


The night wind blew flying long strands of hair that decomposed, the thin Kimono was waving adding a sexy impression on the girl.


As soon as possible Cakra brushed off his dirty thoughts that penetrated into his brain, in the midst of enjoying the beautiful scenery, Helen suddenly turned around and with a smile that spread adorned her beautiful face.


The step of the foot of the ladder was slowly approaching towards Cakra, the flat stomach behind the kimono pajamas that released a taliny tie with a beautiful navel decoration in the middle, making Cakra painstakingly swallow the saliva yeng feel stuck.


Cakra's breath hunting chest field looks up and down as if it is regulating the oxygen that penetrates into the lungs.


Unknowingly the burly hand seemed to reach for the strands of hair that were waving flying over his face.


The distinctive fragrance of vanilla makes Cakra close his eyes, wanting it to feel as if he caresses the smooth smooth skin that looks seductive.


The more he was carried away by the sound of the night wind, "Did he run closer?" inner Cakra when he saw that sexy body running towards him, stretched out both arms of Cakra preparing to welcome that beautiful and seductive body, until, BRUGH!!


A pillow smashed into his face, "Master! Heloooo!! You sick? You deaf?" the uncomfortable question of the sense of hearing was heard in Cakra's ears.


The man regained his senses by holding onto the pillow that had just hit his face.


"So? Just hallucinations? Oh no, it seems like my brain is starting to go crazy." muttered Cakra by slamming his pillow into bed.


"Master? You all right?" helen asked by holding Cakra's shoulder.


Shaking Cakra did not reply with a voice, "Are you nervous?" helen asked, tilting her head to look at her husband's face.


Frowning Cakra's brows at Helen's question, "This marriage is not based on love, so you take it easy, I won't do my duty tonight" Helen said.


"Shut up!" ketus Cakra who immediately laid his body on the comfortable soft mattress.


"Loh loh... The master! Why are you sleeping there?" helen asked with a waistline.


The lips of the girl with the status of the wife, "My dear, where?" without any burden Helen asked.


"Aren't we legal as husband and wife? So it's legitimate if we sleep one bed." said Cakra while lying down by using his right hand as a pillow.


"But..."


"Well, just calm down, I'm not interested in your body!" ketus Cakras.


"How can I believe it was that night, sir, who started it!" cecar Helen remembered that dark night.


"God is it.." Cakra was silent, yes that night who was influenced by alcohol not himself but Helen, "That's proof this husband is a normal man who is interested in the opposite sex." said Cakra origin.


Even now Helen was a little afraid, "Master promise you won't ask for your rights tonight!" lirih Helen by playing her fingers.


"Aaaarrrrggghhhh noisy lo!" Cakra wakes up from his receding position and pulls Helen's arm up, BRUGH!! The girl was sitting on the bed beside Cakra, "Well you sleep here!" said Cakra, then he shifted his seat and put two bolsters as a barrier between the two.


"Master promise you don't cross the line!" helen said before she laid down her body.


"Hem!" sahut Cakra indifferent, now his two began to fall asleep and wade through their respective dream world.


Until the sound of the rooster crows indicates that dawn is starting to break, Cakra feels something heavy on his stomach and chest.


The eyes were reluctant to open, drowsiness was still running her, with only gathering energy, the man reversed position until he felt the warm chewy object.


Even something that was originally safe in its place was now awakened and hardened.


Unknowingly he moved his hips swiping slowly which created a sense of comfort.


Helen was troubled by the movement that teased her round buttocks, with the girl forced to open her eyes.


The squinty eye that had just adapted to the light of the lamp found a burly arm that was hugging his chest containing it.


Sedangan friction felt on the back of his body the longer the more it feels stuck.


Helen turned her head and Cakra's face with eyes closed enjoying her morning activities was seen slightly by Helen's neutrals.


"Sorry sir, what are you doing?" helen asked who was aware of Cakra, Cakra's face flushed then without opening her eyes, Cakra immediately turned her back to Helen and pulled her big blanket to cover her entire body.


Helen, who was freed from her burly arms as soon as she could get out of bed, entered the bathroom.


Cakra opened his blanket slightly and looked at the back of his wife who had disappeared behind the bathroom door.


"Haaahhhh I'm crazy! What did I just do?!" his murmur was smirking.


"You too! Why wake up at the wrong time! How humiliating!" the Oceh Cakra by touching its sacred objects.


"Sshhhh aw!" grimacing because the flick hurt about the hard object.


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Before leaving for France Helen and Cakra gathered in the middle room with all the family.


An awkward feeling runs through Cakra's heart when her argument with Alinda, and Alinda challenges him to kiss Helen.


Luckily Cakra was then because Helen immediately walked away from that central space.


"Emang the bottom of the Alinda's camp!...