Temporary Husband

Bawdy

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Amora walks into her apartment with limp legs. Reyhan who heard the door open, immediately greeted the woman he had been waiting for since.

"Amora," he called out with a happy face mixed with worry. He is happy that Amora is fine now, he is very worried because he Amora just came home. She thought she was in the apartment, but Amora was not there.

Amora glanced at Reyhan for a moment, then sat straight into the kitchen for a drink. He grabbed a soda can that was in the fridge. He opened the drink and gulped it down.

"Where are you? why your feet?" Reyhan asked with an anxious look.

"I'm fine."

"All right how? while your legs are limping and your pants are torn."

"It's just a motorbike's shuffle." Amora replied briefly.

"Astaghfirullah" said Reyhan. The worry became more visible on the man's face. He observed Amora's body from head to toe.

"How come? I went to your office to pick you up, but you're not there. I thought you were home because no one was there." Reyhan explained.

"I'm waiting for you, but you're not there. Yes, I walked hoping there would be a taxi or taxi passing by. Uh even a stray." Amora put a green grape into her mouth.

"You waiting for me?" Reyhan blinked his eyes.

"Not really."

"You said wait for me. Why now. say no."

"It's okay" said Amora as she chewed on the fruit in her mouth.

"Sholat?" tanya Reyhan stared fixedly at Amora. Amora turned her gaze, now looked at Reyhan and shook her head.

"Why not?"

"Not able to."

"Yes already, now shower and pray." Amora nodded. He walked in limping and Reyhan immediately helped him. He immediately carried Amora without the woman suffocating.

"Rayyhan! What are you doing?" amora's eyes widened, glaring at Reyhan.

"Holding you, what do you think?" ketus Reyhan kept walking to the bathroom.

"I can walk on my own. No need to be carried." Amora thrashed to get down.

Reyhan dropped Amora in the bathtub.

"Go ahead and don't take long." Amora just looked at the man without a sound. His eyes can not be separated from the figure that is sometimes warm sometimes also icy cold.

"Why? Do I want to take a shower?" Reyhan smiled ignorantly. Next to his eyebrows raised.

"W-what? what did you say?"

"Do I want to bathe? I'm sincere, don't need payment."

"Ikhlas Mbahmu! I'm the one who's not sincere." grumbled Amora annoyed. He stood up, filling the bathtub with warm water. He would soak for a while to relax his tired body.

"You forgot something, Miss Amora?"

"What?" Amora tickles. He ruffled his waist towards Reyhan who was smiling mysteriously.

"We're married. So I don't think taking a shower together is a problem." Reyhan grinning. Amora's face is red like a boiled crab. The pink tinge was very noticeable with the snow-white face of the woman.

"Basic bawdy!" Amora did not hesitate to hit Reyhan's arm. He made the man complain of pain.

"Also madam. I'm just kidding!" reyhan shouted while dodging.

"Get out there! I can shower myself. I'm a kid who needs to be bathed!" he continued to push Reyhan's body.

"Yes, okay. This time you may refuse, but not next time."

"What did you say?"

"Next time I will bathe you, I promise." Reyhan said as he raised his hand to form peace.

"I don't need your promise, pervert!" amora shouted as she pushed Reyhan's body away. After that, he closed the bathroom door.

"Basic perverted brain. He could have thought that." Amora continued to nag while undressing the clothes she was wearing one by one. He then went into a bathtub filled with warm water, not forgetting he mixed it with aromatherapy that is very soothing.

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