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...Ayana POV....
Apparently all day he was craving something. Ahahaha! I honestly laughed it off in my heart. This is how his facial expression turns when holding back anger?
My husband the bunny tooth is now looking down lethargic with a clear affection from his eyes. Not finished with that, but he had drunk a lot of water.
From the article I read, it is not good to do HB when in full condition. Wh why? obviously when you are full, your brain will focus on the digestive system, not the reproductive system. HB will be even more tempestuous if you are in a state of sufficient energy. Not hungry and not full.
"Is that why?" I purposely teased her by immediately asking for her plate and getting it done.
It was seen that he was so upset and entered the room while slamming the door. Honestly, I miss your touch, too. Your burly body, touching your jawline firmly, and yes the one I like your broad shoulders the most that is combined with your nape.
I like to play there, touch it slowly with my lips and I'd rather see you wriggling with the sting I'm making.
I caught up with him and broke off my intention to clear the dining table. I'm sure, after this we'll starve.
I caught up with her, as I entered my ear chamber catching the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom. He stood with his back to the guard glass but in the blurry silhouette his body was still clearly visible.
There was no need to linger, it seemed that I had to extinguish the flames of anger perched on top of his head. I just walked in and hugged her from behind.
I showed him my talent and made him squirm withstanding the sting of every touch.
" Still angry?" Whisper in his ear. He was silent not answering my question. But I know he likes my touch.
At the nape of it I played, at the nape of it I made a sign of possession.
Even my hand could not stand still, he began to wipe something that stood out demanding release. For days he fasted and now it's time to break.
Suddenly he turned my body so we faced each other. The bread I missed. I must and I admit, at this time my husband is very Errrr!
"Wittingly teasing me?" Ask with a sweet smile.
I replied with a nod and then started to briefly kiss her lips. I did it to make him like her more.
"Darling, look down." I said while glancing at him.
He said and lowered his head. "Well, you're wearing a dirty shirt, honey?" He asked as if he could not believe it.
Just gobble up. What's wrong with spoiling your husband, right?
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...Author POV....
Two people were huddled in the same blanket. Both of them were still panting with sweat left wetting every curve of his body.
"Thank you." Said Jackie who then kissed Ayana's forehead unfortunately. "Money took it alone in the wallet." The impression again with a whisper in Ayana's ear.
Ayana swerved and hit Jackie in the chest. " It's his mouth, ngawur aja!" His protest while squeezing the mouth of the husband.
"Ha-ha-ha, end of all the haram clothes." Great-grandson Jackie commented on Ayana's performance at the time of the unification. "When did you buy it?"
"So, why?" Ayana.
"No, I like it. Wear it again tomorrow." Jackie.
"Tomorrow holiday." Decline Ayana.
"Holiday?"
"Eoh? one Sunday twice?" Jackie surprised. He was already very fiery but was forced to just extinguish it.
Ayana Laughs at the expression on her husband's face. "According to the words of the Doctor. Does he know what's best for his patients?"
"Hem" Jackie said just muttered ria and in the warm embrace.
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In another place, two people were discussing just to determine where they would spend the night together.
"Where are you going?" Alex asked his future wife who was at odds at the age of 14.
Diah can be seen moving from her seat and then tying the origin of her hair. "You take a drink, sir." He said while rolling his eyes panted.
A moment later Alex stood up. " I'm the only one. You just sit down. Pity our baby if you're tired?"
"God! Mr. Alex Son of Armanto, I told you from yesterday. I'm just saying the biggest possibility is that I could get pregnant this month. But that doesn't guarantee that I'll actually get pregnant, does it? there's still a little chance of not getting pregnant." Diah said but her lecturer had become deaf and instead returned to her while bringing a glass of water and thrusting it with a smile.
"Yes, I know, don't be angry either. We just have to wait for the day, right? In a few days we are legitimate. If there's a possibility not, then it can still do the remedial right?" Said Alex who spoke with a slanted smile and his eyebrows were up and down teasing his future wife.
Diah just fell silent and then downed his drinking water quickly until the toilet. Jimmy laughed out loud looking at it. "This is the glass leaking or what?" Her babble who then asked for her glass then put it on the table.
Even just putting a glass, Alex does not allow. Diah did not expect at all if something as sweet as this would come her way. Diah, who had always seen the violent scenes that befell her late mother, was now grateful and smiling happily.
What He feared from a long time ago with the thought that perhaps he would have misfortune, just like his late mother, made him too selective in male affairs. That's why his biggest doubt was when Alex approached him. Isn't a man who has a lot of money synonymous with having a lot of savings?
But who would have thought, his worries changed with a sense of happiness that is still not overflowing. Diah was still holding back because of their relationship that was not yet legal in the eyes of religion.
Since that night, everything has been different. Her insecurities slowly erode and vanish in the storm of attention Alex gives her. Such great and overflowing attention, swallowed all doubts.
Seeing the laughter of her future husband, slowly warmed Diah's heart actually she was very eager to squander and seek warmth in the arms of the prospective husband. Close up and share concerns.
But no, Diah chose to hold back until the day the wedding actually happened.
"leak!" Said exasperated.
"Why not get to bed earlier?" Alex asked gently to Diah who was still pouting.
"Or Ah! How to sleep the father of the future husband, see from earlier you are sticking like a bocil ep ep sticker. How do I go to sleep?" Said Diah full of affection of frustration that is actually inversely proportional to his heart has*at who wants to be loved and likes to be treated as it is today.
Not angry or offended by the words of his wife-to-be, Alex again smelled his smile and clenched even though there was no reply at all from the woman. Diah just shut up and resigned.
"You're teyus' rage, so gemush, you want peyuk." The great-grandson of Alex who spoke in a spoiled tone and was honest when she saw Alex talking like that Diah was eager to kiss the roar of her future husband's lips.
Ah, not Di. not now. Yes even though she was very seductive by showing her such adorable face. How old is he? Why is unyu-unyu kiyowo like this?
There was a sense of dust in his chest, but all of it was still in his pendamnya deep.
"Geek!" Chirps Diah mimicked the person who felt nauseous. It was shown that Alex was insinuated and stopped the action that was pretentious cute.
But Alex did not react otherwise. "Why? Eoh..., you nauseous? Did you start cravings or what, baby? Well...., I'll be Dad....!" Alex said, celebrating something that is not certain.
"Astaghfirullah....! Not yet, not yet..." Diah jerked while stroking her chest irritated.
So happy that he welcomed something that was not yet clear when it came. Then later if we are married and it turns out I am not immediately pregnant how?