Single Heir Girl

chapter 64

in because the guests on this night very much makes Jira and Zafa a little overwhelmed to receive greetings and greetings and prayers from the guests. Jira felt dizzy from standing for too long.

"are you okay, baby?" ask Zafa to worry.

"i'm dizzy" replied Jira weakly.

"we immediately rest in the room yes, if still here the guest will not run out" asked Zafa.

due to the permission of Zavier and the advice of Mama Fanya and Miss Arsy, Zafa leaves the party to bring Jira to rest in the bridal room immediately.

arriving at their lavish bridal room Zafa laid his wife on a mattress decorated with a sprinkling of red rose petals in the shape of a heart.but Jira again sat leaning back and smiled at the face of her husband who was so worried.

"is it still dizzy?" tanya Zafa gave me a glass of water

Jira swallowed the water in the glass, then put an empty glass on the table next to her."I'm just tired, the guest did not run out, make a pegel" explained Jira giggling.

"so you know me?" zafa asked annoyed that his wife had made him worry.

"hahahaha.. sorry dear, but it's good.now we're in the room" Jira's laughter raised her eyebrows.

"you are alert!" threatening Zafa to open the suit and his tie pulled Jira lying on the bed and overpowered him. "i will punish you mercilessly" Zafa whispered in Jira's ear.

Zafa kisses Jira's lips gently and Jira opens her mouth to return the kiss.Smooth kiss that makes them start to lulled will enjoy the chewy object. Zafa continued to******* lower and upper lip Jira alternated. The longer the kiss also demanded more.

"mmmpph... " Jira pushed Zafa's chest off the kiss that had started to arouse that passion" I had to take a shower and change clothes" Jira said gently to Zafa.

"but... " Jira covered her husband's mouth with her index finger.

"i have to prepare myself, please 10 minutes" Jira teased.

"alright".Zafa threw himself on the bed, and Jira immediately ran to the bathroom. "10 minutes" Zafa shouted to remind his wife not to linger there.

10 Then Jira came out of the bathroom.she used transparent black lingerie showing her valuable assets.Seeing Jira who was still standing in front of the bathroom door, making Zafa impatient. he immediately approached his wife and carried her like a koala.he kissed Jira's sweet lips again while walking towards the bed and laid her on the bed.

Zafa stared intensely at his wife's body, "there was no point in waiting 10 minutes" Zafa said, beginning to kiss and tickle Jira's ears.

"aaahh.."sah Jira squeezed amusedly.

Zafa returns******* his wife's lips, his, Jira also began to open one by one button Zafa shirt stroked and play his fingers on the chest field of her husband.Zafa who get a touch from the wife is increasingly eager to enjoy the sexy body of his wife tonight.

from the lips Zafa began to descend to the smooth neck of Jira. m****m and m******** its long time left a purplish red mark. slowly his hands began to propagate up m*****s soft p*****a his wife who teased since earlier from behind the thin cloth.

Jira also started replying to her husband's play. she got up and sat on Zafa's lap m*****ti her husband's hard neck and m******pnya gently left her mark there. then start down m*****p chest field Zafa tickles p***g small p*********a Zafa.

"aahhh... erang Zafa with his heavy voice. then he started looking for a solution 2 chewy things his wife.m******t and m*******a small brown p that had already protruded from behind that black thin cloth.

" aahhh.." erang Jira favors squeezing Zafa's hair.

Zafa is getting anxious to play there.he is increasingly playing his hands there is also occasionally suckling like a thirsty child.

Jira increasingly unable to bear, he felt increasingly tightness in his chest. "aahh.. za.. fa. stop" pinta Jira but Zafa did not listen to him he was more cool to immerse his face there.

"aaakkh... " Jira felt her breath get blocked started hard to breathe, her body began to tremble, heat and cold spread all over her body, the events of that night, the, the night that he was harassed and persecuted by Miko again appears in his memory makes Jira unaware that the current one who touched him is the husband.

with a reflex Jira kicked Zafa making her husband fall from the bed." please take me off" said Jira shuffled on the mattress hugging her legs.

Zafa brushed his hair back and rushed to Jira. "why dear?" ask Zafa confused.

Jira ran down from the bed to the window of the room. "please let me go, I beg you" pinta Jira tearfully soaked her cheeks.

"this is me dear, Zafa your husband" explained Zafa approached and reassured Jira

"please don't touch me" said Jira again.he started kicking the glass window in front of him trying to escape.

Zafa continues to approach his wife to get his hug, but Jira continues to rebel and fight Zafa, she even bit her husband's hand. Zafa only grimaces with the pain, but Jira is increasingly in Zafa's arms he continues to kick and hit Zafa to release him.

PLAQUE...

"realize this Jira I'm Zafa your husband" snapped Zafa holding his wife's shoulder.

Jira was conscious due to Zafa's slap but he just silently looked at Zafa nilar and empty. Zafa feels guilty for hurting his wife and hugs her tightly.

"sorry, dear, I was forced" said Zafa hoarsely and shed tears.

Zafa let go of his embrace and held Jira's cheeks erasing the tears that had been flowing profusely, then he kissed the top of Jira's head and hugged his wife again tightly.

Jira who was still stunned, finally unconscious in Zafa's arms. "honey.." call Zafa pat his wife's cheek. "jira.

Zafa lies Jira on the bed and calls Tristan, who is closing the party tonight so that the guests will come home soon.

"lo ready for the car, we're going to the hospital right now" Zafa said straightforwardly and immediately hung up the phone.