Romantic Young Master

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The next day Kiara woke up with no Bram. The part where her husband slept was also cold. It means that Bram has been awake for a long time, in Kiara's heart. He saw a clock on the wall of the number 8.30 wib.

Hm, it's noon.

Kiara got up to go to the bathroom. Opening the pads clean has no blood.

If I take a shower, don't take it first. Just last night shampooing, wait until the afternoon yes, in Kiara's heart.

After the shower, Kiara looked for clothes in Bram's closet that she could roughly wear if she wanted to go out.

Kiara surprise's. Next to the edge of the wardrobe there are already several women's dresses, all new and expensive brands. He took one simple model.

Bram is really smart, know my favorite dress model.

Kiara put on her shirt, walked over to the dresser polishing her face with Bram's baby powder and combed her hair.

Not long before the door opened.

"Darling you're awake." Bram smiled as he greeted her, directly hugging her from behind, "perfumed so, whose wife is this."

"When did you buy these dresses?" ask Kiara curiously.

"Judi knows." replied Bram inhaling the fragrance of his wife's body.

"Ish, means the sinter Yudi." Kiara sizzled.

"What!" Bram glaring.

"Ah no, dear what time we date?" Kiara smiled mesem.

"You have breakfast first, in the living room there is Uncle Arjit and his daughter who just came from London want to get acquainted."

Bram pinched Kiara's cheek.

"Don't tell Yudi Pinter again, I don't like it."

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Today is Saturday, coinciding with the 40 days of the late great Lord Pramudya.

In the outer yard there are many people who want to see firsthand the beauty of the big house of Wijaya. Is it true that it is broadcast on television and other social media.

News about the big house of Wijaya again open house in the framework of the marriage of the young master which was held for a week , has spread to where.

So that they are interested in spending the weekend in a big house, there are also those who want to take part in studies.

Some food stands have also been established, various dishes ala Nusantara and also popular culinary other countries.

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In Bram's room

"Darling, I take a shower first. Are you hungry to go down first?" tanya Bram still hugged Kiara.

"I'm waiting for you, don't you?" Kiara mentoel Bram's nose perched on his shoulder.

"No wait, cup." Before going to the bathroom Bram peeked at Kiara's cheek.

Kiara sat around, looking at the Bram photos in several frames on the dresser. From a small husband was already handsome, cute and adorable.

Fifteen minutes Bram came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

The body of the six pack and the water dripping from her hair was indeed a very tempting sight to Kiara's faith. Embarrassed, she turned her chair back to her husband.

"Look at your red face, am I so beautiful?" bram's voice behind Kiara turned back her chair. Bram's face is only an inch from his face.

"There, put on a shirt" Kiara pushed down on Bram's chest, smiling to tease him.

Bram gave Kiara a small towel. "You want to dry your handsome husband's hair?"

Can't wear clothes first, in Kiara's heart.

But as soon as she picked up her towel, getting up from the chair so Bram could sit down and Kiara started drying her husband's hair.

No old Bram pull Kiara. "Aah!" kiara shouted, She sat on Bram's lap wearing only a towel. Her position tilted her head slightly dangled.

"When can it be made?" tanya Bram squeezes Bermuda triangle Kiara.

"Yeah! Hair's still damp let me dry it with another dryer." Kiara reasoned. Enforcing her seat, trying to get up from her husband's lap.

"Darling, is blood still coming out?" Bram held Kiara to stay seated on his lap.

"Ka, we wait until this afternoon huh." replied Kiara softly staring at her husband.

"Isn't there Om Arjit in the living room waiting for us?" ask Kiara reminding.

"Just a moment." Bram's voice was hoarse and heavy. Holding Kiara's nape sucked Kiara's lips.

Kiara refused, returning her husband's kiss. Bram's sexy body adds to his passion.

Bram jerked cd Kiara, seeing the sanitary napkin no blood his lips grinned. With the spirit of Bram opened Kiara's legs on her lap, then kissed Kiara again.

During the kiss Kiara felt her bottom wetness instantly.

Feeling bad for the water running down the towel that Bram was wearing, Kiara let go of a kiss.

"Darling, what's wrong?" tanya Bram looked in wonder.

Kiara looked down at her seat. To their surprise, Bram's bright white towels had splashed red.

"Oh, Shit!"

Bram carried Kiara in a hurry to the bathroom, lowered Kiara then removed her towel. He cleaned himself, flushing the area under his body.

Bram scowled, his hope of merging still could not be accomplished.

Kiara also took off her clothes. Looked pityfully at the disappointed look of her husband.

"Ka, maap." said Kiara sad tone.

Bram hugged Kiara.

"Why ask for maap" said Bram peeked at the head of his wife.

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After dressing up, Kiara and Bram join hands in the living room. While in the hallway Bram looked at Kiara's face reflected in the mirror is very beautiful, always tempting his faith. He pulled Kiara into his arms, lowered his face to reach his wife's lips.

"Ehem, excuse me boss." Yudi's voice that happened to pass by surprised them.

Bram. "Ah, you are! Next time you want to pass by say an hour before." he nagged Yudi.

Yudi smiled mesem. "Okay boss, this is going to tag Miss's phone" said Yudi.

Bram received the paper bag, gave it to Kiara. "Prepare the car! We go to the Mall, I want to date Kiara." Bram gave the order.

"Every boss." replied Yudi leaving his perverted young master was already that acute stage.

"Ka Bram, next time if you want to kiss the place." Kiara endured the embarrassment.

"Darling, you're my wife. This is my territory, so there's no shame." Bram kissed Kiara again.

Once thought enough, then he returned to take Kiara to the family room.

There was Alisha, Arjit and a young girl.

So this is the son of Omnya the Bram, so beautiful like an Indian artist, in Kiara's heart.

"Well, the newlyweds woke up in the afternoon, didn't you come in Kiara's month?" sindir Alisha glanced at her son.

"Mama." sergeant Bram defended his wife who was embarrassed by being insulted.

"Mama didn't talk to you!"  ketus Alisha glared at her son.

"Here dear acquaintances Om Arjit and Marissa." call Alisha to Kiara.

Kiara comes to Alisha, extends a hand to greet Arjit kissing the back of his hand.

"Kiara, sorry last night Om had not been able to introduce himself" said Arjit.

"Kiara also apologized Om." said Kiara smiled reluctantly.

"Come on Cha, hail Kiara! You guys are the same age, Marissa is one month older than you Kiara!" said Arjit looking at his daughter and Kiara alternately.

Kiara received Marissa's hand.

"North."

"Icha."

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