Seventeen Year Old Wife

The Part 26

Gresia opened the parcel from Harisah, removing from it a white sports tattoo with a pink trim in some parts.

Gresia smiled then tried on her beautiful legs and fit. He stood up and walked a few steps and then came back to the edge of the bed, opened his shoes, put them on the nightstand.

There was a deep breath from Gresia's lips, slowly she lay down her body on the bed. Her gray iris stared at the ceiling of her room. His mind floated at his meeting earlier with Akeno. On a model figure that looks so perfect in the eyes of Gresia. His height almost equaled Akeno, his body was very slim but contained on the chest and buttocks. His face should not be asked again aesthetic and full of appeal.

Gresia again sighed, considering that there was discomfort in her heart, such as annoyance and not accepting of their closeness. Actually, all of those feelings are a defense of his jealousy in Akeno, only he did not want to admit his feelings he chose to limit his feeling did not want to dive too deep. Akeno was not a man she could afford. Even without him knowing Akeno secretly put all the flavors she had on this innocent girl. Having rejected Gresia was his last choice.

Gresia was lost for a while when the door to her room was gently knocked by the housekeeper, waking her up for dinner.

"Madamma dinner's ready." The soft voice of the woman in her twenties was heard behind the door.

"Yes, I'm going down again." said Gresia. He's been living in this house for a few months but only Sumi and Adrian's bikers he knows. His closed personality made the servant not dare to accustom himself to him.

Gresia lazily entered the bathroom to clean herself, after returning from the mall she had not yet bathed and instead fell asleep at the thought of Akeno.

Gresia came down in the dining room with wet hair after taking a shower, at the table Akeno was waiting for her. Looks like she just got home because Gresia just heard the roar of her car engine entering the mansion.

Gresia pulls out her usual seat in front of Akeno. "Why not dry your hair first just down, you can catch a cold later." said Akeno as she looked at Gresia. While Gresia looked indifferent, she filled her plate with rice and side dishes and then began to eat quietly as if at this table of eating there was only her own Akeno considered her last breeze.

"Gresia!" akeno's snarl is inflamed. He is not usually ignored like this.

"Hemm." said Gresia raising her face looking at Akeno straight. Akeno sighed, seeing Gresia's clear eyeballs her anger evaporating somewhere.

"No. Eat." he sighed and began to eat.

The dining table was completely silent, Gresia ate solemnly looking at her plate without even turning away. While Akeno repeatedly looked at him, somehow found Gresia's silent attitude her heart felt lost.

Akeno felt that Gresia was making some distance to her, as soon as she finished eating she directly entered her room without paying any heed to Akeno at all.

Akeno thinks what's wrong? Shouldn't he be the one who's angry because he went to play without asking her for permission. Did she forget what her status was she was a wife.

Gresia opened her bag, pulled out a book containing schoolwork and began to do schoolwork diligently. Because of the focus he did not realize Akeno was already bearada in his room.

Akeno was amazed by the intelligence of his wife, very casually rejuvenating the physics formula which is certainly very difficult for high school students like him.

Gresia compiled her book and was shocked when she turned to find Akeno standing tall in front of her.

"Gee!" his screeches.

"What?"

"You surprised me!"

"Well! Where's konsentrasimu? It's a shock." mocked akeno as she stepped towards the nightstand beside Gresia.

"You're coming in like a thief. How come I'm not surprised." murmured Gresia.

"What are you looking for?" gresia asked when she saw Akeno ruffling her nightstand drawer.

"Hair dryer."

Gresia opened the other drawer and took out the hairdryer and handed it to Akeno.

"Top things like this should be borrowed from me." murmured Gresia.

"Sit here" Akeno said, pointing to the chair in front of her. Gresia was sitting on a chair like Akeno's pinta. Akeno started to turn on the hair dryer in her hand and started to dry her hair.

Gresia froze in place. What did Akeno do? Isn't this too romantic? His heart was even about to explode by his normal bounded beat.

While Akeno seemed to enjoy her work, like a professional salon clerk, she would occasionally untangle Jelita's golden brown mane.

"When did I become your uncle?!" suddenly the question slid from Akeno's lips.

"What?"

"Don't miss, you must have said I'm your uncle, right!" suluh Akeno's. Gresia put on a smile, she could see the mimicry of Akeno as she sulked from the reflection of the mirror in front of them.

"That's because I was confused as to what to answer when Ayana saw us eating together at that time. I can't say you're my husband, right?" gresia. Akeno seemed silent and did not respond. Maybe he was satisfied with Gresia's answer.

"It's been" he said as Gresia's hair dried out.

"Hemm, thank you," said Gresia blushed and flowered. This scene is similar to the scene in a romantic drama that he often watches on his mobile phone.

Akeno placed the hair dryer on the nightstand, right next to Gresia's new shoes. Suddenly her heart heated up, remembering where Gresia had gotten the pair of shoes from. With a quick motion he grabbed a pair of sports shoes that threw them very accurately into the trash can in the corner of Gresia's room.

"Akeno!" snapped Gresia while staring intently at him. Akeno stared back as she spread her shoulders without feeling guilty.

"Who said it doesn't fit! Anyway I like the color." grumbled Gresia while looking irritatedly at Akeno.

"really? Then tomorrow we buy something similar. Things that are already in the trash can are not worth using anymore, dirty!" akeno said with a smile.

"But it's someone's gift" murmured Gresia.

"I'll replace it with my hadia."

Gresia looked at Akeno irritatedly, why is this man getting more and more chatty and annoying like this.

Akeno stared at the clock on her wrist already ten but she had not felt drowsy and it seemed like Gresia was the same.

"Follow Me," Akeno said as she grabbed Akeno's wrist.

Gresia wanted to ask where, but her words she swallowed back and chose to follow Akeno's steps to take her away.

Akeno took him to another building behind the mansion. The glass building that is always locked tightly opened using Akeno's fingerprints.

Akeno turned the lights of the room into a bright light. It seemed like this was a library looking at this space just filled with shelves filled with books.

Gresia looked at the amazement of the books arranged so neatly. Some are books by his favorite authors. He was about to grab one book but Akeno instead pulled her hand away.

"It's not my purpose to bring you here."

Gresia clucked in annoyance, but she still followed Akeno's steps. Akeno shifted one of the bookshelves to the side revealing a vast space on the other.

"What is this room?" Ask Gresia in amazement. The room was quite spacious and seemed to be soundproof.

"The secret room" Akeno said as she opened the refrigerator in the corner of the room. Take two cans of low-alcoholic beverages and put them on the table. Then put his body on a red soup made of velvet. Gresia sat down next to him.

Akeno opened one can, then drank it slowly. "Give me one" Jelita asked as she extended her hand to Akeno.

"There's mineral water in there take it. It contains alcohol you can't drink this."

"Well on." Looking straight ahead. He was lazy to get up and not thirsty either.

When looking in front of the new Gresia sofa, look at the monitor screen size is quite wide. "You're asking me to watch?" tanya Gresia was excited.

Akeno looked at her wife while sighing lightly. "Gresia can't you politely call your husband a little, I'm ten years older than you." protested Akeno who was always upset when Gresia called you as if they were the same age.

"If you want to protest from the beginning. I'm used to it and it would be awkward to change it again." said Gresia indifferently.

Hmh! it's awkward! hiss Akeno smiled obliquely.

Akeno chose flim genre action for them to watch. Akeno sat leaning on the back of the sofa, then pulled Gresia's body and placed it right in front of her and hugged the warm body from behind.

"Let me sit alone" protested Gresia, she was uncomfortable with this position. The warmth of Akeno's body makes her heart unkillful.

"Shut up and enjoy it." Akeno said in a deep, heavy voice. Gresia gave up choosing to enjoy the scene on the big screen quietly.

Some violent scenes at the beginning of the film make Gresia hide her face behind the palm of Akeno's hand which she accidentally pulled to cover her face.

Although this film genre action still tucked adult scenes. Gresia tightly gripped Akeno's fingers involuntarily as the hot scene plastered for real in front of the screen. Evil notya close the eyes of Gresia actually enjoy every scene with the chest pounding like waves on the beach. Suddenly he wanted to be touched by Akeno.

"You're such a pervert!" akeno said as she watched her little wife staring at the hot scene on the screen without blinking. In his shadow, his wife would close her eyes shyly. Butwhat? He was enjoying and looked excited.

Gresia turned to look at Akeno with glaring eyes she could not be angry by Akeno's words which she considered to be true. His eyes even looked at Akeno passionately.

Anxious Akeno with a Gresia mimic she cupped her hands to Gresia's face, I****brim red lips that felt cold and very soft were passionate. Instead of dodging Gresia instead put his arm around Akeno's neck, avenging Akeno's matan.

'****!' akeno swore inwardly as Gresia returned her hot kiss so boldly. Echoes of hot scenes in the film they watch make the Passion both spurred like an arrow released from his bow.

Gresia's pajama buttons have been partially exposed showing her snow-white shoulders. Akeno touched it softly and softly. Akeno brushed long hair gresia sideways making her smooth back exposed perfectly.

Gresia moaned slowly as Akeno buried her face in the recess of her neck and then down to her shoulder.Sense of amused and delicious running all over her body. Gresia softly stomped to feel the sensation of Akeno's wet lips and gently sipped her back skin while her sturdy fingers slid behind her breastplate, gently squeezing the already upright springy object defiantly.

Gresia was already flying through the air with a million flavors that could not be painted with just words. But suddenly Akeno stopped her touch because her phone was ringing aloud.

Calling him at this hour must be very important. Akeno got up and took her phone away from Gresia and received the entrance.

While Gresia closed her eyes tightly while sighing heavily. It was still Akeno's soft touch that made her lose control. She was determined to limit her feelings but was so eager to be touched by him. He felt that he had gone mad by Akeno.

To be continuous