That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Still sore?

Mayang blinked his eyes when he felt someone landing a kiss on his forehead. The consciousness that had just gathered half back felt like a soft kiss on her lips was repeating itself.

The girl was aghast when she found the figure of a husband sitting on the edge of the bed right by her side. Mayang hand reflexes gripped the end of the blanket as his only plain body protector so as not to slump as he moved back slightly away.

"Morning," Brian greeted with his heavy voice. Smiling at the wife who looked surprised and still looked at her with perfectly round eyes. Unable to cover the clumsy taste with fingers tightly gripped the ends of the blankets.

In contrast to Brian. The man looked fresh and fit in the morning with the blazing sun that had greeted cheerfully today.

A handsome face and a neat appearance with his casual clothes and the smell of masculine fragrance as fragrant from his body burst into Mayang's olfactory cavity which made the girl even more fascinated.

Since when did he wake up? Mayang muttered in his heart.

I don't know why Mayang felt annoyed when comparing his situation with the husband. Shame, of course as a woman she felt embarrassed when the husband found himself with this chaotic appearance.

Mayang shifted his gaze towards the nightstand. The smoke that still seemed to be billowing on the fried rice that had been served on the plate spread a delicious aroma that immediately burst into Mayang's sense of smell. Which spontaneously made the hungry worms in his stomach now rendang ria and ask to be fed immediately.

"Good morning dear, ," Brian repeated his greeting to the wife who had not yet answered him.

The girl turned her eyes to look at her husband with a nervous face. "Good morning too." He answered while smiling stiffly. "Why not wake me up?!" Ask half the protest while pouting. Then pull his body back and lean on the head of the bed. Wrap the blanket until it covers his body as far as the neck.

"I didn't wake you up on purpose." Brian replied without blinking. "I see you're so exhausted and your sleep is so slumbering, it makes me unbearable to disturb your composure."

But you embarrassed me by my chaotic appearance in front of you! Mayang grumbled in his heart.

Brian moved his hand to grab the fried rice plate from the nightstand.

"You hungry? Let me bribe." Spoon containing fried rice has been attached to the lips of Mayang who is still clenched.

Mayang who was still confused looked down, his forehead wrinkled when staring at the spoon then raised his gaze to look at Brian as if he wanted to make sure through the expression of the husband's face.

You really want me to eat from your feed? Batin Mayang hesitated.

"Eat baby, you're hungry, right?" Brian said half forcefully and made Mayang want to open his mouth in the end even with a face of shame - shame.

"What if I take a shower?"

Brian took another spoonful of rice from the plate. "Eat first ...." His words relaxed while feeding again.

"Where do you know I'm hungry?" Mayang asked hesitantly while chewing his mouthful of food.

"Your stomach sings keroncong while you were sleeping." Said Brian with a wide smile that spontaneously made Mayang face embarrassed.

Brian realized the change in the face of the wife who arrived - suddenly bowed embarrassed. "Darling, didn't my mom feed you while you were there?" He asked with a sour face as his hand moved to feed his wife again.

"Darling to stop talking like that. You made me feel guilty about your mother because I missed my dinner on purpose."

"why? Is it because being too busy thinking about me makes you so bad to eat?"

"You shouldn't have asked that." Mayang replied in an annoyed tone while eating to make him choke when going to swallow his food. Brian reflex immediately brought him some drinking water.

"Don't be angry - angry when you eat baby, you become choked, right," he said while drinking it to his wife.

Brian watched Mayang who was grimacing while shuffling earlier, like he was holding back the pain in his body.

"Is it still sick?" Brian asked then with a worried tone.

Mayang who had been down then spontaneously looked up to look at Brian with the wrong behavior. "What's sick?" Mayang pura - pura don't know.

"That's it." Glanced at a glance at the area under Mayang's stomach which was tightly covered by a thick blanket. Brian still vividly remembers Mayang's moaning as they made love last night.

But Brian did not really understand, whether it was a moaning of pleasure or even pain. But what is clear Brian felt, the more the wife whimpering actually more arousing his passion in making love.

"Still." Mayang replied embarrassedly. He was downcast to hide his face suddenly blushing. "You should have done it more slowly last night ..."

"N-later?!" Mayang stuttered for a moment. His gaze stared in horror at the husband who was smiling cunningly at him.

If Brian had made her this sick last night, then what if he did it again later. Mayang could not guarantee himself to walk normally as before after it happened later.

Just then Brian's phone rang. The attention of both was on the phone that Brian put on the nightstand. Brian's hand then stuck out and grabbed the phone immediately, his gaze was looking at the phone that was ringing.

"Darling, I'll talk outside for a moment huh,," Permissin Brian as he kissed his wife's forehead and grabbed the dull lips with his lips before finally stepping leaving Mayang alone in the room.

Mayang did not want to waste that opportunity. After Brian's death he immediately wrapped himself in a blanket to walk to the bathroom. Because he didn't find his clothes that Brian threw in any direction.

But Mayang saw his clothes had been in a basket of dirty clothes in the clothing room.It turns out Brian was the one who had picked up the dirty clothes and put them there.

Mayang's body feels refreshed after a long warm bath in the bathtub. His gaze scanned the entire corner of the bathroom room, but found no towel there.

Mayang growled in annoyance while patting his own forehead. Because it is too fast - to rush - until Mayang did not pay attention to the preparation of the bath. During this time she was too lulled by the comfort of service at her husband's home so that he relied on others.

With his innocent body Mayang opened the bathroom door so he could peek outside. But the girl was shocked to death when she found her husband standing in front of the bathroom door as if he was waiting for her there.

Spontaneously Mayang also pulled back his head that had stuck out and then closed the door again tight - tight. But without Mayang realize his behavior that makes Brian Worry.

"Dear what's wrong?!" Brian cried out in panic as he banged on the bathroom door violently.

His voice was loud enough to make Mayang who was still standing while leaning on the door almost jumped from shock.

"I'm fine - what a darling!" sahut Mayang was quick to stop Brian's panic. "Can you get me a pajama towel? I forgot!"

"All right." Java Brian, then the atmosphere looked silent for a while before finally knocking the door was heard. "Honey open it, I brought you a towel."

Brian with the towel in his hand was still waiting for Mayang to open the door. The door was heard opening. Brian who was already smiling because he thought the wife would come out with his innocent body turned out to only stick out his looking hand ready to receive.

"What the fuck is this?" Brian muttered with a facial mimic that immediately turned sour.

"Honey, where's the towel?" Ask Mayang who is still waiting inside there. He moved his fingers as a signal.

"Yes, baby, be patient." Brian grinned. "It's yes ..." Put the towel in the hands of the wife who was directly pulled by the one in there. Then Mayang hand also deftly want to close it back.

Why can't the door be closed?! Mayang muttered inwardly as he tried his hardest to push the door. But his face turned upset when he saw Brian's legs were deliberately blocking the door.

"Dear get your foot out the door! You can get pinched!" Mayang Pura - pura attention.

"Can't be pulled! Try to open the door a little wide so I can pull my legs!"

Mode! Mayang grumbled annoyed.

Mayang used his knees to hold the door while his hands moved quickly to put on the pajamas before Brian managed to break into his defense. Because if this happens, maybe Brian really makes him unable to walk later.

And sure enough, Brian managed to push and force open the door so that Mayang's body was slightly pushed back. But he was grateful to have managed to put on those pajamas in time.

"You're okay - what?" Brian asked worriedly while observing the wife's body from top to bottom like probing. "Why do you like to linger in the bathroom?" Brian pulled Mayang's body and tightened it on his body. Hugged that slender body tightly.

"I'm just soaking baby, soaking makes my body feel comfortable afterwards."

"Yes yes I know, you are preparing yourself to serve me again right???" Brian pinched his wife's cheek that looked wryly smiling. Then buried the wife's cheek again in her chest.

Oh what, baby, you're making me cringe. Mumbles - muttered fear Mayang in the heart.

Brian led Mayang out of the bathroom to a long, large sofa next to the window. Brian first dropped his body there. Then with a grin, he flicked his finger hinting that the wife who looked still standing was fixated to get closer to him.

*We won't do it now and here right?

Connected*