Romisa Life

64

Misa has been wearing that red-light dress. So fit in her slender body is also very beautiful with the skin of He who is smooth white adds beauty in the Mass. As well as long straight black hair decorate the beauty perfection of the cute face of the Mass.

She looked at her appearance while rubbing uncomfortably into the skirt that was expanding above the knees.

"God why his clothes are so sexy like gini, but how else would the lion ask. It's not very comfortable to dress as naked as me." Mass grunts with uncomfortable clumsy movements.

Chequek.

A handsome man still wearing a bathrobe came out of the bathroom, he damaged his hair with a small towel.

And the bowed Mass corrected his appearance, still unaware of the appearance of Arga.

Arga initially looked down to break his hair, he raised his face while stepping. And as soon as his gaze stared straight, he immediately stood pecking on the spot as the look in his eyes caught a beautiful girl who was bowed not far from him.

Glekk...

Arga gulped violently with both eyes moving through the appearance of Misa from top to bottom. His face was blushing red, he lowered his gaze.

Is she really Romisa? So pretty.

After mastering her shock, Arga approached the woman with a slow step.

Misa still looked down not realizing the man was approaching her.

Puk.

Arga threw the small towel in his hand towards the girl.

"Eh." Misa was stunned, as a small towel hit her head. "My husband." When did he get out of the bathroom.

"Dry." Said Arga while sitting on the long sofa, while Misa was still standing.

Seeing that Misa was still not moving, Arga glanced at the girl, her face blushing again. It's beautiful Romisa... Arga turned his face neutralizing his nervousness.

"Romez." Arga's voice resuscitated the Mass.

"Ah, uh i-iya." Immediately the beautiful girl stood beside Arga, and the mussel dried out the wet hair.

For a few minutes there was no conversation between the two.

Until the view of Arga who was not strong wanted to keep glancing at the girl in the red dress, with a sudden movement...

Sreet.

He pulled Misa's arm so that the beautiful girl, fell down and sat on her lap.

"My husband!" Misa was shocked at Arga's sudden treatment and he was about to rise again. Yet...

Grep.

Arga hugged her stomach tightly so that she could not move anywhere.

"Shush." Instruction to make the girl who moves rebel silent.

The body of the Mass was already motionless with its head bowed.

Arga lifted the chin of the Mass with his fingers so that the sight of the two met, he gently stroked the long hair of the Mass with his other hand.

Instantly the heat spread throughout the body of the Mass in trembling creates a red hue on both cheeks.

Slowly Arga approached the beautiful face, until the breath also look their eyes met. He attached his forehead to the forehead of the Mass, creating such a close distance.

"Romisa..," paused for a moment, Arga's eyes dimmed his hands cupping the side of Misa's face. "Give me my rights as a husband." His words were slow and slow.

As Misa's eyes widened, her already racing heart grew, her body trembling. A right? What rights? Don't-don't he...

"Ma-ma-meaning what's my husband?" Stuttering Mass.

Arga slightly distanced his face from Misa's face. He held that pretty face. Then...

Cup.

Arga kissed gently all the parts of the girl's face before him from her nose, eyes, cheeks, forehead and lastly kissed a glimpse of her lips, making Misa close her eyes tightly.

The handsome man re-attached his forehead to Misa's forehead while rubbing the two smooth cheeks with his thumb.

"Romisa, my right to you as a husband." Said Arga in a hoarse voice.

Instantly both Misa's eyes opened wide stunned without blinking looking at the look in Arga's eyes that were so close to her.

She...he asks for rights over the husband? What does physical touch mean? Has he forgotten the terms of the agreement?

"Sua-miku. buk-not in the agreement, sud-ah mentioned there will be no cents.tuhan fi.sik," said Misa weakened.

"I make and I can change. You have no right to argue, you just have to say 'yes' to your responsibilities as my wife" Arga said.

Just looking at his gaze I can no longer resist. Because after all he is my husband even though only for now but still he is my current husband, and I as a wife must carry out my full responsibilities as a true wife.

Is this the end of my maiden father, mother, whether Misa should give the body soul of the Mass to this lion.hiks ..hiks why it should be in this situation.

"Romishas." Arga's voice resuscitated the Mass from his daydream which had been bowed silently.

Sontak Misa. "Ah, i-yes." In his stride, with a slow and stiff movement he raised his face to look at Arga. "Well, my husband.I-I gave myself up for you, as much as my responsibility as your wife." Say Mass with a trembling voice.

A smile flashed on Arga's lips in rapid motion...

Sreet... Grep.

Arga cradled the bridal style of the girl's body in the red dress, making Misa tremble stiffly subduing the gaze on the man's chest.

"Alright, you've offered it to me." Arga said looking down at Misa's blushing face. He grinned happily as he stepped towards the bed.

The hand of the Mass was clutching on the towel of the robe that Arga was wearing. Father, Mother, may the decision of the Mass be the best to live the Mass in the future.

Slowly the handsome man, put Misa's body on the mattress with a soft slow motion and then he immediately supported her trap the body so as not to move anywhere.

While Misa had been shaking violently frozen in addition to the heat radiating throughout the blood in her body, she closed her eyes tightly turned away from her face so as to reveal her smooth white neck.

"You've surrendered yourself to me, Romisa. So calm down," said Arga hoarse while anchoring the lips to the surface of the skin of the neck.

Misa increasingly shakes the heat, her hands clutching on the bedsheet she looks resigned in Arga's control who has begun to explore the surface of her skin self in the movement to disarm the clothes of the Mass. He dyed all the surfaces of the skin of the Mass without remaining and so on ....

*****

After a while later.

Misa and Arga's clothes were scattered on the carpet under the bed.

Misa and Arga lie next to each other staring straight ahead dumbstruck with each body still plain in the blanket but both of them are still silent.

"My husband." Call Misa without glancing.

"Hem." Arga muttered who was still staring straight ahead with an expressionless face.

"Is this the first thing?" ask Misa.

"Hem." Gumam Arga asserted.

"Do you really not know?" ask Misa again.

"Hem." Mumbled Arga then...

Sreet.

The man turned to his back to Mass with both hands holding the blanket up to his chest.

Misa glanced at Arga, there was an amused smile restrained from her lips. "My husband. If you want to study, look for education not to see immoral videos that will not be good for you or me, that is my requirement my husband. Then I will surrender myself completely willingly to you." Pinta Misa gives the conditions.

Sreet.

Arga turned her body to look at Misa with a cold, silent look.

"Eh, sorry my husband. I. I just want you to understand it educationally." Mass with a soft voice.

Arga gave a small nod still with an expressionless face then...

Sreet.

He turned back to Misa and lifted the slightly sagging blanket to shoulder.

Misa chuckled softly, drowning her face in the blanket. He bit the tip of the nail with a happy feeling like he got a big draw.

I feel so happy that she is just like me. Same is still "Plain".

And father, the mother of Mass was saved from this lion.

"Ekhem." Dehem Misa neutralized her attitude, she slowly resurfaced her head to the surface glancing at Arga's back. "My husband.wear your clothes, so as not to catch a cold."

But Arga did not answer, he still felt at home to Misa, who did not know what made him look disappointed and put on a face without a grim bent expression.

Misa had picked up her clothes on the carpet and put them on the blanket.

A triumphant amused smile was still widening on the lips of the Mass. Hahaha.the lion why, it turns out luck is still on my side the lion.

SERIATE...