
"Well, you want to sleep with Nayra?" ask Nayra.
"Huh-huh?"
"L-yes sir, a-ayo we sleep together," Nayra said with great difficulty.
Rama then looked at Mr. Ujang with a gaze like asking for an opinion.
"Ee. .. I'm sorry first yes, let's Mr. Madam," said Mr. Ujang who immediately went with his chess, and left Nayra and Rama there.
"Sir?" call Nayra.
"Eh, yeah, why Nay?" ask Rama.
"Does you want to sleep with Nayra? Oh yes, Nayra also wanted to apologize to you because Nayra was to expel you from our room earlier."
"Ee .. Yes Nay no papa, I'm sorry you are Nay."
"Then let's sleep together" said Nayra.
"My-me ...." Rama is confused what to answer, because at this time Rama's heart is pounding after hearing an offer from Nayra.
"Sir, the husband and wife should not sleep separately, sir. Sin," said Nayra.
Rama took a breath for a while. "Alright, let's sleep together," said Rama who had resigned.
After answering that. Rama and Nayra immediately walked together towards their room.
'Ah .. convenient.'
Rama and Nayra had dropped their bodies on that very soft bed.
"Good night Pa-eh, Mas."
"Good night Nay."
Rama's heart became more and more pounding. He could smell Nayra's body scent very fragrant and delicious.
Suddenly, Rama felt his pants getting claustrophobic. Some stand tall but not justice.
'Kok hawanya so hot gini huh? It's not comfortable.'
Rama moved on the mattress because he was uncomfortable with this situation.
Nayra who felt there was movement from Rama, immediately saw the handsome teacher.
"Why Mas?" ask Nayra.
'Duh, call me again. Uh, but this is my request too.'
"E-no papa kok Nay."
"Mas laper? If laper, Nayra masakin for Mas," Nayra bargained.
Finally, the two couples who just wanted to sleep woke up again because Nayra had to cook for Rama.
After arriving in the kitchen, Nayra gawked because she saw her husband's kitchen was very large, luxurious, and complete.
"Well, complete Mas," said Nayra amazed.
"Yes. These have all been prepared by the helpers who are here.
Nayra only ber'oh ria while admiring the kitchen. Feeling long, Rama then cleared his throat to wake Nayra from her daydream.
"Eh, sorry Mas. Nayra admired this kitchen too much to forget that there is Mas," said Nayra while scratching her nape.
"Yes Nay, no papa."
"Mas want Nayra masakin what?" ask Nayra.
"Well, I'm not picky about food. But you can cook, right?" asked Rama who was afraid that his wife's cooking was not good.
"Can dong Mas," answered Nayra confidently.
Rama only responded to Nayra's answer with a nod and a smile.
Nayra cooked deftly, the kitchen was already like Nayra's own good friend. He processed all the ingredients quickly and precisely, then the delicious cuisine was served in front of Rama.
"Please try Mas" bargained Nayra.
"Thank you Nay."
The cuisine Nayra cooks is just egg fried rice, but the aroma. No doubt, flirting with faith.
"How Mas?" ask Nayra.
Rama's eyes glared when he tasted the fried rice made by his wife.
"It feels ...."
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About the taste of Nayra cuisine delicious or not huh?🤔while waiting for his follow-up chapter. Author wants a recommendation by Brother Author, in guaranteed nikile💖
Works: My husband Ceo Cilok
Pen Name: Tie Tik
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