Sagaras

The Part 51

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"I. I'm afraid you're telling me to use this," said Aisyah who was confused herself while maintaining what was in her hands

And that makes Sagara even more curious. He continued to advance his steps while Aisyah actually retreated regularly until he realized that behind his back there was now a wall that certainly would not want him to stop too.

"In buy yes it must be used, do you want if it becomes redundant, hem?" sagara answered that made Aisyah swallow her saliva strong.

"Yes-, not that, I-I, I just don't want to wear it. Uh, don't want to wear it yet. That's all," martial Aisyah who increasingly felt cornered right.

Little smiling Sagara worried that Aisyah was getting scared, so he let go of his wife. Sagara went into the bathroom because there was something wriggling behind his school uniform pants.

"Damn!" sagara cursed as she lowered her zipper.

The more days, the boneless meat is increasingly insolent often wake up when close to Aisyah. Although halal but it feels like he has not dared to invite the wife to be halal.

He who is only provoked by luck can neutralize again his desire, no need to sacrifice liquid soap, just wash his face and shift his focus. And now Sagara has come back out with no leisure again as if nothing had happened between him and Aisyah.

"Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, you went home, have you?" ask back Sagara who answered the nod of the head.

Sagara just throw a smile, he does not matter because he has not felt hunger. This time the two were just sitting on the bed because Aisyah had to re-examine the wound on her husband's hand.

"Hopefully the day after tomorrow, yeah, I know it's uncomfortable, right?"

"hem, yes. I sometimes like to forget that I finally feel pain again" replied Sagara.

Both of them continued to chat until finally they did not realize the sound of stomach that was none other than Sagara's stomach.

"is he hungry yet?" ledek Aisyah whose veil of course he released.

"Hem, little."

"Want to eat? let me prepare yes," he said to the husband, but not yet Sagara woke up apparently his phone rang, there was an incoming call that was none other than his own papa.

Aisyah who did not want to eavesdrop, of course asked permission to go out first. She let her husband and her father-in-law talk about what.

And now, in the clean kitchen he returned to his own confusion until he had to be shocked by the butler in the house.

"Hem, I want to prepare a meal for my husband" replied Aisyah.

"Alright, what did the Young Master say if he wanted to eat what?"

"No, he didn't say anything."

"Miss can wait, let Chef cook for Young Master," said the teary-eyed woman while commenting on a polite smile.

"the chef? can I cook myself?" pinta Aisyah and it remembers the butler with her big Mistress who also often cooks herself for her husband and son.

"Sure, if Young Master allows."

"Just calm down, I used to do it," Aisyah said confidently.

After he said what he wanted to cook, some servants helped prepare the ingredients that Aisyah would process. Not a difficult menu but he hopes Sagara likes and full.

Almost 45 minutes, Sagara comes to coincide with the ready food on the dining table in a clean kitchen, this is different from the dining table that was used for breakfast this morning.

"Wow, that's delicious. You cook?" guess Sagara with great happiness. Any man would be happy to be served like this.

"Yes, but this is all, sorry I didn't ask you what you wanted to eat first," said Aisyah who still hopes to be anxious fear Sagara does not like the menu that has been prepared by him.

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Take it easy, I APPRECIATE your efforts, I enjoy what is, and will not look for what is not....

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Emang likes sprains anyway, when already ready something a lot of things uh in search of which there is no 😭 instantly lemes and feels sia*..