TerLove (Love After Wedding)

Aggressively.

Cantika tonight had to pray alone at home, because Anas went to the mosque to teach children to teach. After a while, the woman sat in the middle room. Waiting for her husband to come home while watching TV.

"There's no good show. Males if you have to watch soap operas, dizzy ahhh. Watching a quiz or laugh." His hand kept moving pressing the remote button to change the channel. At that moment his phone shook. He immediately stored the TV remote on the table, then retrieved the still-vibrating device from there.

A call came in on behalf of his father. Cantika clicked the screen round and green. The long distance conversation is connected.

After asking each other the news, the chat continued on the core thing.

"Well, Riri's getting engaged next week. You should come with your husband!" Pinta Pak Permana's.

"Who's the same fiancee?"

"She's your sister too, why call her that? You'll be there, won't you, at the engagement?"

"I thought about it first." He is lazy to discuss or be asked to be involved in everything about his stepbrother.

"If you don't come, you don't appreciate Papi."

Cantika momentarily fell silent. He did not intend to refuse his father's request, he just did not want to meet Bu Sofi and also Riri. To this day, there is still a bit of ego in his mind.

"I'll say the same to Mas Anas first."

"Well come! Papi was expecting your presence."

"Hmmm. Yes, yes, Pi...My husband's coming back from the mosque." Flat talk.

Although still wanting to talk a lot with his daughter, Mr. Permana ended their conversation. He did not want to disturb his son and daughter-in-law when alone.

Shortly after, the door was knocked from the outside. Cantika hurriedly opened the door knowing that the voice she heard was that of her husband.

As usual, Anas said his greetings while smiling sweetly. Cantika*c*p back of her hand. "Mosur."

The man meng**m his wife's forehead gently but long enough, making the touched was closed eyes. It felt like sincerity was flowing throughout Cantika's body. She blinked as her husband's lips slipped off his forehead. They look at each other. Anas drew their faces closer but his wife avoided him.

"Close the door, Mom!"

Anas grinned while scratching his head. "I forgot." Not only did he close the door, he locked it too.

The man gasped as his wife pushed his body against the door. Cantika put her hand on Anas' neck. "Continue!" the whisper in the man's ear to make the whole body Anas flowed strange gelenyar that began to be familiar to both.

"You're an aggressive woman." He said while looking deeply.

"Briety, you're my husband. It's not a sin, is it?!" His hands were strolling in the adorable area of the brewokan face.

"Cantika, I change clothes first."

The woman moved her lips a little. "It's romantic, but Mas ruined it."

Anas smiled, "It's just for a moment, time just gets angry."

"I'm also changing clothes." Or...just let go of doang?? Hihah... It seems like a crazy idea popped up in his brain.

"Please follow along."

The man had no idea what his wife was planning. He was unsuspecting when Cantika went into the room first.

The beauty took the initiative to help her husband change clothes. His clasped hands moved slowly to make the buttons of clothes one by one.

"Cantika, let me do it."

"This guy is so nervous. Relax and enjoy...I'm not going to macem." Only one kind of thing that I want to do, mem*da Mas Anas. Hehehe.. This is because of its strong charm, making it insane!

And the woman continued her noble activities. He started it all. While Anas resigned only, why did he refuse the sustenance that had become his ration?

Cantika smiled at the man who was not on the bed. Slowly he crawled there. He lies down next to her husband.

"Cantika, do you want to vouch for me?"

"Hemmm, at the same time want to give exercise. Will you practice tomorrow night, or...morning tomorrow?!" His smile was getting naughty.

Cantika does have more knowledge than her husband in r*nj*ng. That's what he got from his friends' confessions first. In addition, he had also watched several indecent videos with them. But for practice, Cantika actually did it only with Anas.

And they also repeat opium activities that have become a daily routine. This time it felt even more special to Anas. He felt completely satisfied with the service his wife gave him.

***

Cantika stared as she stroked the cheek of her sleeping husband. He*c*p the man's lips for a moment. His smile was flinched when he remembered the absurdity earlier.

"Gue is crazy, nyosor first. Shamefully no? Oh yes, time no! But it was all for the sake of making Mas Anas happy. Shame is not a problem, later also long accustomed." He muttered and then giggled to himself. Fortunately, her husband did not wake up.

At that moment his phone vibrated. He got up to pick up the thing that was placed on top of the plastic cupboard.

Cantika frowned, "Whose number is it? Ahhh, let's do it." He refused the phone call. It didn't take long, the phone went back to vibrating. Apparently the owner of the foreign number is not willing to give up. Already several times in-reject still insistent contact.

Finally Cantika also received the call for fear if there is something important.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, Cantika. How are you doing? It's good to hear your sexy voice."

Cantika was shocked when she heard that familiar voice. "Peter? How do you know my number?"

The man over there chuckled, "Not to think about it, the important thing is that we can talk a lot!"

"Gue doesn't want to talk to you. Huh...!"

"Wait.there's something I have to tell you."

Cantika. Peter knew that his ex-girlfriend was curious enough about what he wanted to say.

"I'll be engaged to Riri, your step-sister. I hope you can attend."

Whats? So the kid wants a fiancee with this Playboy? Why is it rushed?

"Darling, why silence? You're jeolus?" The man laughed satisfied.

"Don't, I'm not jealous at all. I'm just wondering why you guys got engaged all of a sudden."

"You're angry that means you don't like me being fiancee to another girl, let alone that girl is the half-sister you hate."

"Gue is not jealous...!!! You crazy guy..." After shouting, he closed the conversation. The foreign number of the stranger was immediately blocked. The phone was turned off and stored in its original place.

Cantika was back in bed. His mind was still on his half-sister. Why was she suddenly worried about Riri? Although he did not like the girl, but he could not bear to let her along with the brengs*k guy like Peter.