Not the Original Owner

17. Change Calls

Nyssa slept for two hours, now the time is 16:00.

The door was knocked from the outside, Nyssa just said to tell him to enter without seeing who came. He still tidied up the blanket in bed.

Azmy, who was welcome to enter, closed the door and walked over to Nyssa holding her from behind. Nyssa, who was shocked, froze, not expecting Azmy to come. He thinks Rara's coming.

Azmy, who felt Nyssa motionless, landed her head on Nyssa's shoulder, which stiffened Nyssa even more. Inhaling Nyssa's body scent, pecked at her right cheek. Instantly reversing Nyssa's body to face her. As Azmy brought her face closer, Nyssa's hands covered her nose and mouth. Azmy furrowed his brows, reaching for Nyssa's hand to get rid of her face. But it stopped as Nyssa shook her head.

"So, I said I'd give Nyssa time." - Nyssa's great-grandson, looking down.

"Stupid Azmy, why do you agree." he wrote in his heart. While giving Nyssa a surprise birthday, she agrees to wait for Nyssa to get used to her touch. He had to hold onto his words.

"Yes, I'll wait. But don't wait." she sat down and took Nyssa on her lap and hugged Nyssa's waist.

"Nyssa try brother." Nyssa according, because after all they are a halal couple. Body contact and pleasing the husband, is a field of reward for him. But, why was there such a strange feeling that he could not express? Like something was in his heart.

"Now, don't call brother. Replace it with a special call." Nyssa was silent, not knowing what call to use. Because he was comfortable with his current calling.

"Honey, Hubby, my husband, honey can too. But I'd rather you call me honey, baby." with Azmy's wink.

Nyssa is amused to hear Azmy's wishes which she thinks are childish. Since when did the cold and stern Azmy have the opposite desire? Does he just want to tease me? He also smoothly called me dear, is this really the same person? Nyssa's mind was filled with questions as well as shock.

"Where, baby, what do you want to call me?" instantly disperse the reverie of Nyssa.

"Dear, I can't hear you!"

"My husband" Azmy reflex kissed Nyssa's left cheek, now her response was more relaxed. Maybe Nyssa started to receive physical contact between them.

There was a burning desire to hear the tone of the call Nyssa had spoken for her. But he must be patient, so that Nyssa can adapt to his wishes. And Nyssa voluntarily accepted his treatment. Azmy is a normal male, for 27 years he lived without a female. Because from a small age, Papi Agam has warned if as a man should be gentleman. Do not relate to women if there is no intention to be serious, every action will get a reward.

After all, Azmy considers the household to be troublesome, seeing his Mama who arranged Papi and Papi who are too possessive with Mami. Also, if there are activities outside both business affairs and not, Mami must accompany Papi everywhere. Until their time for her becomes a bit. So he was not interested in being close to women.

But now what he feels is just the opposite. He wanted to be always close to Nyssa, channeling his long-sleeping desires. But he still has to be patient to enjoy it.

"OKs. Now that we're sleeping baby, there's still time before we get ready for the hotel. " Azmy immediately spread his body while still hugging Nyssa.

Now Azmy's one-handed position as Nyssa's pillow and the other hugged Nyssa's waist. He lands a kiss on the top of Nyssa's head long ago, feeling Nyssa receive all her treatment he smiles in satisfaction. Patience, soon Nyssa will get used to it. Comforting himself to suppress his passion that has since arisen.

Nyssa, who had felt dejavu for Azmy's treatment, was busy with her own thoughts. Just according to Azmi's treatment, he also did not feel if Azmy kissed the top of his head. Where he had experienced this before, the thought of it made him fall asleep.

While Azmy who knew Nyssa had fallen asleep felt disappointed and satisfied. Disappointed with his little wife who does not understand biological needs, but also satisfied Nyssa feels comfortable in his arms.

Azmy kisses Nyssa's head a few times, then flips Nyssa to face. Peeping his forehead, cheeks, nose, but as he was about to kiss Nyssa's pink lips, he stopped. Afraid that he could not control his desires. Azmy the more her embrace tightened, the more her smell filled Nyssa's body scent. He forced his eyes to shut, so that his desire could calm down.

Nyssa felt a familiar warmth, she felt comfortable in her sleep. This comfort leads him to dreamland. In his dream he was in a park, he also saw a boy about 5 years old, waving his hands. Who's the kid? Nyssa approached the boy, but the boy moved away. Nyssa asked, The boy is no longer seen. Nyssa can only pray, may her dreams be a good omen. "O Allah, spare the servant from all dangers and misjudgements. Aamiin's.."