That boy is my husband

CHAPTER 8

As Sapphira promised, she actually made dinner, not forgetting she made a lot for Aslan too, however Aslan was her husband already she should not she serve her husband, she did, yes, although not in the room.

Right at 8pm the food was neatly arranged everything on the table, Safira glanced at him looking towards the wall clock, one thing that was on his mind. Where is Aslan why the men in droves have not come home at this hour.

But Sapphira did not want to be too confusing, after all Aslan was not a child, but also thought later also go home alone.

Until the sound of the bell rang making Sapphira gasp quickly he opened the door. Who else if not Bima, the man had looked neat even very neat Safira was quite stunned because Bima was far from the word schoolgirl, said, how not Bima wear a shirt complete with a luxurious coat do not forget her hair neatly arranged.

"Hi," said Bima slowly.

The stunned Sapphira immediately regained consciousness. "Oh sorry sorry, come on in," Safira asked.

Bima nodded then stepped in. Sapphira led him to the dinner table. "That's a lot of cooking," said Bima.

"Hehehe yes, let's eat" Safira asked.

"Hm, but I'm sorry, I can't linger because there is a family affair," said Bima before a moment he ate food on the table.

"Oh yes, it's okay" Safira said.

Bima also began to eat food, one word came out of the man's mouth "Enak," Bima said honestly Safira food is delicious similar to his mother's food.

"Thank you" Safira was pleased.

Bima ate voraciously, it seemed that he would not waste food in front of him even.

A few minutes later, the plate was empty. "I'm sorry I finished the food," said Bima was not good.

"It's okay, I'm happy to be out so not redundant" said Safira.

"It feels a lot like my mother's cooking, too,"

"Right," Safira looked surprised.

"Yes, exactly the same. I have long missed my mother's cooking finally delivered as well," explained Bima tone sounding sad.

"Where is my mother?" safira asked carefully afraid of offending Bima.

"My mother died when I was a child" replied Bima.

"I'm sorry I don't know." Safira is not good.

"Oh, Papa, oh, how come you live alone here?" bima asked her eyes glancing at the room.

For a moment Sapphira was silent, she did not know what to say honestly or lie, but if honestly Safira was afraid it would make Aslan angry.

"That's hm I-" unfinished Safira spoke the ringing sound of Bima's cell phone sounded, the man immediately raised her.

"Yes I will be there soon," said Bima seen talking seriously with someone across there.

"I'm sorry I can't linger I have to leave immediately" Bima said.

"Oh yeah it's okay, be careful,"

"Hm, thank you for dinner" said Bima.

"Yes, you're welcome,"

Safira escorted Bima to the front door of the apartment after closing the door again but only 5 minutes later the sound of Bel sounding again, Safira frowned.

"Is Bima there to miss something yes," muttered Safira.

As she remembered Bima did not bring any items into this apartment except mobile phones.

"Aslan," murmured Safira was surprised to find Aslan, her husband looking like a heavy drunk.

"You why? you drunk?" Safira flicked her hands not liking the pungent smell of Aslan's clothes.

"Help me, please" Aslan said softly.

"Let's go in," asked Safira to help Aslan enter but instead of entering Aslan insteadd directly attacked Safira's lips greedily did not even let the woman loose.

It certainly made Sapphira surprised by both hands he gave up to reject Aslan but in vain because the man was getting wild.

"Hahhh .. hahhhh ...." Sapphira's voice broke after Aslan let go of her kiss.

"Aslan you are crazy" said Safira staring intently at her husband.

"Please Safira, serve me now" Aslan said with a very heavy voice.

"Huh .... Aslan you," Sapphira was alluded to and stunned to hear Aslan's words just now.

"Help me, Sapphira only you can because you're my wife, or you want me to have a conversation**h with another woman,"

Safira gulped his saliva violently. Obviously she did not want her husband to be in contact with other women even though their marriage at the insistence of still Aslan was her husband she did not want Aslan to give warmth to other women.

"But me," Sapphira bit her little lips.

Aslan smiled meaningfully now the look in his eyes turned lustful. Without waiting again he attacked Sapphira again, even this time more demanding but not as rough as before, Aslan was softer this time.

Sapphira also slowly reply to her husband's game.

If it had run out of breath then Sapphira encouraged Aslan to let go of their kiss.

"Hahhhh Aslan don't be here, we just go in," pinta Safira he's not good if it's seen by people especially next to the door like this.

"Alright, with pleasure," muttered Aslan smiled meaningfully and then closed the door of the apartment a little rudely and then after holding Safira's body took the woman into her room.

Safira to be confused with the strength of Aslan when this man looks very weak then why is now very strong.

"Aslan ..." said Safira slowly felt her whole body stiffened not when the man with the status of her husband kissed her neck, yes now they are in the room.

"Rileks, I'm sorry I can't take it anymore" Aslan's voice grew increasingly raucous.

"Ahhh ..." the voice of the curse managed to come out of Safira's mouth. He squeezes the bed linen hard. Now he resigned the only treasure he cared for he had to hand over to Aslan.

Aslan hurriedly removed the cloth attached to his chest as well as the bottom, even the bokser he was using. Safira's reflexes rounded his eyes.

It turned out that her husband was not who she thought he was. Sapphira gulped his saliva rough, abs and the shape of Aslan's posture was perfect. Safira's reflexes turned her face to the side, her breath up and down now.

Aslan only smiled faintly, now he did not use a single thread.

Brakkk ....

Just one pull of Sapphira's clothes had been torn big it made Safira surprised. "Aslan ..." he was so embarrassed, in contrast to Aslan smiling more and more happily.

And it was a hot night with Sapphira trying to endure the pain, for her first experience.

Until finally Aslan lay down his body beside Sapphira after enough he did a turbulent action on the body.

Without saying anything Aslan immediately took Sapphira into his arms after falling asleep like Sapphira who had already gone to dreamland

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