Papa's Choice Husband
SPP - 33
El went out of the room to see Zio.
"It's you, isn't it? How much did he drink?" Ask El straight to the point.
"Only one small glass, does it have any effect?"
"He fainted. Your work is so good, I'll take her home now"
"You're not going out for a drink, are you?"
"No Sir. Clear my schedule for tomorrow, I want to be with Asya all day, because tomorrow she has no class"
Zio nodded, he immediately rearranged El's schedule. El went back into the room and locked her up again. It's a pity if El's game has to stop like this. He sat back on the sofa, looking at his wife who was lying with his eyes closed.
"Ah no, we continue at home" muttered El while tidying up his wife's clothes.
El opens the door and asks Zio for help to put Asya on his back. After packing all his belongings, El took Asya home.
"I'm taking El?" Ask Zio while helping to put in El and Asya's belongings.
"No need, you go home. See you" El replied and got in his car.
El drove his car home, the road wasn't too jammed that night. Unfortunately, the rain just fell. El had to drive his car slowly because the rain fell quite heavy.
When he got home, El laid Asya's body on the bed. Then he went to clean himself up. The rain was still falling very heavily, the cold came back piercing the bones.
The cold rain made Asya wake up from his sleep. He held his head slightly dizzy. "I'm at home? Not that..aaahh I said yes? Mmm.. bashful bangettt" muttered Asya who remembered her faint act on El.
Drrrtt ..... Drrt .....
Asya's phone rings. Asya reached into her bag to retrieve her mobile phone.
"Papa" said Asya after seeing Papa's name on a mobile phone screen. He also received an incoming call from his Papa.
Asya : "Ha.hello Pa"
Papa: "Your mother is sick, come home tomorrow. She misses you so much"
Asya: "What pain Pa?"
Papa: "Not much to ask, Your mother is sick at the thought of her shameless and stubborn daughter. You're married, stop upsetting Papa and Mama"
Papa then hung up. Asya returned to shed her tears, Papa always blamed Asya for all the bad things that happened.
"Am I a fucking carrier?" Mumbled Asya sad.
"That can't be Mrs El. The proof is I won a lot of tenders after marrying you. Don't cry anymore, we'll play" El said.
El pulled Asya in his arms, gently stroking his wife's long hair.
"I hate the rain" Asya said withstanding her grief.
El pulled Asya away from his body, wiping his wife's cheeks wet with tears. "I'll make you love the rain" whispered El and began kissing Asya's lips.
El could not resist his desire anymore, his wife was too seductive and his lust was unstoppable. He began to care for Asya's body, taking off one by one the clothes Asya was wearing. Asya also dissolves in it, maybe the effect of the drink has not completely disappeared.
Accompanied by the sound of rain and night breeze. Makes El more excited to play friendly with his wife.
"Aaahh" des*h Asya surprised.
Until a few minutes have passed. El hugged Asya in his arms. The young man covered his wife's naked body, while clutching her lovingly.
"Capek yes dear" whispered El. Asya did not answer, he was already asleep in his sleep. It was a very exhausting day for Asya.
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Morning's...
Asya began to wake up from her sleep. The room was still dark due to the tightly closed curtains. He tried to reach his phone, the clock showed at 6 am. But Asya still refused to wake up.
The girl forced herself to get up, stretching her body muscles. Asya felt something strange that morning, she felt that she was not wearing a single piece of clothing. He tried to peek under the covers, and "Aaaaaaaaahhh" he cried in surprise.
"What's wrong?" Asked El who was immediately aghast from his sleep.
"Mas, where am I wearing my clothes?" Said Asya while looking at El who was still half conscious.
El shook his head and resumed his sleep, letting Asya try to recall the incident last night. The girl thought hard, trying to remember what happened after getting a call from Papa.
"Oh" Asya's lyrics while looking at her husband. He remembers everything, a night full of love and passion. El and Asya's first night after a long delay.
"Udah remember yes, here sleep again" said El while pulling Asya in his arms.
"Mas, it's morning, I'm gonna take a shower"
"You don't have class today"
"You go to Mama's house, you're sick"
El cleared his throat letting Asya go to take a bath. Asya walked slowly towards the room with the blanket she used to cover her innocent body. It made El laugh, his wife's silly behavior in the morning.
"It's not over baby" muttered El and then got out of bed. He walked up to Asya and carried his wife to the bathroom. Once again they make love in the morning accompanied by water stubs.
After a long time in the bathroom, Asya came out with only a towel wrapped in his body. He tried to run away from a husband who had lost his mind. Because, El did not want to let Asya go from him, he continued to want to be with Asya.
"Mas El is enough, I'm tired" Asya asked as her husband began to approach her again.
El looks at Asya, he completely forgets that Asya is not the woman he used to meet to spend a loving night. But the young man could not deny, if he had been tempted by his wife.
One night with Asya continued to ring in El's mind. He did not want the memories lost, especially the innocent face of his wife who was mendes*h, looks so pleasant to El see.
"I'm sorry" said El while pulling Asya in his arms.
El asks Asya to change clothes immediately, he also does the same. It did not take long for El to change clothes, after it was over, he immediately went downstairs.
"Pah, clean up you go home. No need to cook, Asya and I want to go to Asya's parents' house" pinta El then walked to the guest room.
The young man opened his leptop, but seconds later he closed it again. He forgot that today there is no schedule, because today El should spend time with Asya.
"Mas El doesn't work?" Asya asked into the guest room.
"Son, I'm coming with you to Mama's house. Come on" replied El.
"Change clothes first Mas, mass Mas El want to go to Mama clothes gini? It's not polite" Pinta Asya.
El could only cleared his throat and walked lazily towards his room to change into a neater outfit. At the request of the wife.
