Rachania
RaKhania ~ 071
Attention: There will be adult scenes in this part. Wise readers will say yes! Adjust to the age of the reader! Who doesn't like to just skip and click his thumb, hehehe. Thank you
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"Khaniah!"
A familiar voice caused Ken to immediately lower his hand and turn around leaving Khay.
Khay turned around and looked at Rakha in front of him.
"Racha..."
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Rakha wiped Khay's tears.
"It's okay. I just... suddenly thought of Rich." Khay wiped all her tears. He did not want Rakha to see him sad.
While Rakha is also carrying a heavy burden because of the sloping news that hit Rich's death.
"Let's go in!" bring Rakha.
Rakha leads Khay into their room.
"You want to take a shower? I'll prepare warm water for you." Khay bargained.
Rakha nodded.
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It was getting dark after Disha contacted Dika and asked Dika to pick her up around the villa area owned by her father. So far, none of Alan's men have pursued Disha. Disha's tears were already dry, but her heart still felt tight.
After a long wait, finally a car spotlight leads to Disha's body. Dika immediately pulled over the car and went down to meet Disha who was sitting crouching.
"Disha!!!" Dika immediately hugged Disha's body.
"The... Thank you for finding me..."
"Come on!" Dika holds Disha's body into the car. Then Dika started to turn around and returned to the city.
Before long, Disha seemed to close her eyes. Dika just smiled seeing Disha closed. He did not ask any further about what happened because it would definitely hurt Disha's feelings.
Dika takes Disha to her apartment room. He laid Disha's body on his bed.
Dika thought for a moment. He should contact someone who can help him.
"Uncle Rein!" muttered Dika while staring at Disha.
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Rakha came out of the bathroom still wearing a towel wrapped around her waist. He did not see his wife in the room. The door to the balcony opens, indicating that Khay is on the balcony.
Rakha approached Khay and hugged him from behind. Khay flinched because suddenly there was a wet hand coiling around his waist.
"Racha? Why aren't you dressed?" khay asked as he turned his body.
Rakha smiles. "You haven't prepared it for me."
"Eh? Excuse me. Then I'll prepare." Khay was about to pass from the balcony.
Rakha follows Khay's steps towards his walk-in-closet. Rakha stops Khay by pulling his hand.
"No need!"
"Eh?"
Rakha approaches Khay. He pulled Khay's waist up to hit the chest of his field. Rakha whispered softly.
"Can I have you tonight?"
"Did?"
I don't know how many times Khay has been surprised. Khay stared deeply into Rakha's bead. Without having to answer Khay closed his eyes as a sign that he was ready to be owned by Rakha.
Without having to be asked, Khay replied to Rakha's lips with the same soft and gentle brush. Khay's hand slowly rose and looped around Rakha's neck to better taste the taste.
They took a breath and looked at each other for a few seconds. Soon they returned to lip-sitting. Rakha leads Khay's body to the point of falling onto the bed.
Khay still closed his eyes when Rakha began to guerrilla take off one by one the pajama buttons he was wearing. Khay opened his eyes which were somehow still in tears.
Rakha who was already engulfed in burning passion did not notice if Khay sobbed. Rakha still enjoys two chewy objects that fit in his hand when in hand. He played the chewy tip of the fruit slowly. It made Khay bite his lower lip as he felt an incredible sensation.
Rakha took turns sipping the two objects and gave a trail there. Khay screams small. He stroked Rakha's hair rather violently as he felt something delicious on his chest.
Rakha's one hand came down and managed to escape Khay's pajamas and left a barrier on Khay's body.
Rakha still plays pretty at the top of Khay. Occasionally he again grabbed the lips ranum belongs to Khay who only he only owns.
"Racha..."
Khay called the name Rakha when Rakha had passed all the cloths attached to Khay's body.
Rakha looked at Khay whose eyes had already condensed.
"I promise to do it slowly" Rakha said before plunging the long, veined blunt object into Khay's narrow burrow.
"Akkkhh!!!" pekik Khay felt something piercing through and tearing apart his precious possession.
Now he officially belongs to Rakha. The tears escaped again as Rakha continued to name Khania.
"Did it hurt?"
Khay grimaced with pain. But he did not want to ruin his precious moments with Rakha.
"Ha-just a little sick." Khay replied stammered.
Actually, he himself did not know what he was feeling right now. It hurts. Flowering yes. And the sensation of pleasure is also yes.
Rakha started to move back and forth slowly. Khay clutched tightly onto Rakha's waist which moved increasingly fast and orderly.
Their breathing is hunting when the passion is also increasing. The sound of their moans was mutually disdainful.
"Ranashaa!!"
Khay closed his eyes as Rakha's movements rapidly pumped his body into a great shake.
"Khaniaaa, I'm almost there.." raved Rakha with a slow groan.
Khay bit her lower lip when all the taste in her came out.
Rakha looked at Khay. "Darling, why are you crying?"
"Nope-no. L'm... I cry because I'm happy..."
"Thank you for being mine" said Rakha, then kissed Khay on the forehead. He threw his body beside Khay.
Khay is closing her body to Rakha's. Her tears still escaped remembering about Khania.
Meanwhile, in the hospital, a patient began to move his fingers a sign he had begun to wake up from his long sleep. A nurse who saw him immediately called the doctor to check on him.
"Doctor, the patient is starting to respond" said the nurse.
The doctor immediately examined the vital condition of the patient who had opened his eyes. The patient shed tears from the corner of his eye.
"Finally, after a year of coma, he woke up. Sister, please contact the guardian of this patient" said the doctor.
"Okay, doctor."
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#connects...
*Mau Up rather late afternoon eeeh mamak even overslept, hihihi
I'm UP at midnight, hehe.
*What will happen next? don't forget to leave a trace of your beloved mamak 😘😘
