The Bond of Our Love
CHAPTER 92 - The Fuck of Rahul
Rahul came out of his room and went straight to Zahra's room. Arriving in front of Zahra's room, his head darted to and fro keeping the situation.
After feeling safe and not a pair of eyes were watching him, he immediately turned the door handle and entered his wife's bedroom and closed the door slowly. Rahul scans each side of the room inhabited by his wife. The room was empty. He didn't find Zahra there.
Is that woman taking a shower? Or has he gone down? Shortly afterwards he heard the sound of water splashing coming from the bathroom. He smiled knot. It was true that his wife was taking a shower.
Had he not remembered being in the circle of scenarios made by Dawn, he would have broken into the bathroom door to join his wife in there.
Because he was very eager to see the curves of the beauty of his wife's body that he had been very eager to see. He had indeed experienced many times the pleasure of Zahra's body, when they had not separated yet. But he had never seen its shape.
And when he could see everything, the situation was like this. Until he was forced very much to resist his desire that had soared to the crown.
I don't know when he can share a bed with his wife again. As well as doing their hot game again like they used to be on the same bed. Rahul smiled to himself imagining that.
As a husband and a normal man, is not to blame if he imagines and expects an inner living from his wife? Though he doesn't know when Zahra can give him that life again.
Rahul scanned the large, luxurious bed that his wife had been sleeping in. His brows were linked to see a round and transparent object lying on the bed.
A cheerful smile broke on his face, as he grabbed and observed the crystal ball inside which contained a pair of miniature dolls with a romantic atmosphere. Of course he remembered very well that it was his gift to Zahra. The one he gave her back when he used to still think that woman was Shreya.
The feeling of haru puffed up in her chest because Zahra still kept her gifts well. She has no reason to doubt how much love Zahra has for her. It was the same with the love he had for his wife.
"Ohhh!!" Rahul gasped when he suddenly heard the shrieking voice of a woman behind him.
Spontaneous he immediately turned his body, and he immediately looked at Zahra who was standing in front of him. His body still looks wet. Especially her hair that was rubbed with a towel in her hand.
"You-you? What the hell are you doing in my room?" Zahra was surprised and asked in confusion. Rahul is not focused on listening to Zahra. He was too fascinated to see his wife.
The woman was wearing a navy blue long overalls, combined with a white dress on the inside. His distended stomach looks very prominent behind the clothes he wears. Her wet long hair made her look even more beautiful and seductive. Until making Rahul's manly instinct rise.
If their relationship as a couple was not this complicated, now he would have lifted the woman's body and laid her on the bed. To then satisfy his junior like he used to.
It felt like it would definitely be more fun because now he could already see it straight away. Not just practicing.
"Kok asked even daydream? Hey?" Gerutu Zahra while bulldozing Rahul with his towel. It made the man gasp and refocus on the real world.
"Mmm, huh?"
"Curl! I asked what are you doing here?" Zahra patted Rahul's arm in regret.
"Just passing by" Rahul answered haphazardly.
"Reason. Just tell me you want to peek at me, right?" Accuse Zahra fiercely.
"Enak. Sys..."
"Shreea! Shreya are you okay, son?!" Their indistinct debate instantly collapsed, when suddenly the two heard the sound of Lesti's exclamation accompanied by the sound of knocking on the door from outside. Making Zahra a wave. Afraid that the middle-aged woman will think that all sorts of seeing Rahul's whereabouts in her room.
"Aunties. Let's hide quickly. There" With a tense attitude Zahra pointed at the bottom of the bed in front of him as a place for Rahul to hide. But after that, he hesitated.
"Eh, no-no. There" He pointed to the bottom of the sofa without the backrest in front of the bed. But again he felt it was not the right place to hide. Makes it more confusing.
Rahul just smiled faintly at the gesture of his wife's body that was panicked and excited. Actually, the presence of his mother was not a serious problem for him. Because he still has a way and a reason to deal with it. But it was also nice to see his wife's red face. So he just enjoyed this great drama.
"But looks. There" She finally pointed at the dresser behind her. And the place is considered safe enough to hide Rahul's athletic body.
"Let's hurry" Zahra pulled Rahul's body and pushed him to sit behind the table.
"Shreea! You're okay, right?! Answer Aunt Nak!" The sound of knocking on the door accompanied by the sound of Lesti's cry was again heard.
"Yes-yes Aunt! I'm fine!" Zahra who was still excited and excited hid Rahul behind the dresser, giving an answer with a voice that was also loud while occasionally glancing at the door. Make sure Lesti has opened the door or not.
"Then why don't you open the door?!"
"Yes, Auntie for a minute! I-I'm changing clothes! Aunt wait a minute!" After giving an excuse to Lesti, Zahra glanced at Rahul and warned him fiercely. Like warning a child. "Shut up here"
"Ka...." Zahra who was about to protest fell silent as Rahul raised his index finger forward. Then he pointed towards the door, intending to signal that his mother was still behind the door.
Making Zahra's irritation even more to see his annoying face. But he can't do anything right now, because he has to see Aunt Lesti before she comes in here, and sees her restless son in his room.
With a sour face Zahra headed for the door. Leaving Rahul with a satisfied smile on his lips, because he had succeeded in tempting his wife until her face turned red like that. Zahra opened the door and she was directly faced with Lesti.
"Tante" Zahra smiled wrongly.
"You're okay? How come Aunt heard there was a scream from your room? Auntie thinks you're in pain?" Lesti looked at Zahra from the face down. Ensuring his condition with a radiance of worry.
"No, aunt. I-I'm not sick. I'm fine"
"Why did you scream?"
"Ta. Because of the sight of the rat inside" Zahra said nervously.
"Huh? Any rats in your room? As for Auntie, there's never been a rat in this house?" Lesti looked confused thinking.
"Mu-Maybe the rat strayed my aunt in my room" Zahra gave an excuse as she occasionally glanced into her room. Monitoring Rahul's fear of doing anything until he is seen by his mother from here.
"Why do you keep looking inside? Still scared when the rat's still around?" Lesti asked innocently looking at Zahra's attitude.
"I-iya Auntie"
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VISUAL
RAHUL ARYAN AEROSPACE
Handsome, cool, dashing and perfect men who become idols of women. He also has intelligence and acumen in the business world. He's 29 years old. Its nature is cold, indifferent, and a little temperament especially since experiencing blindness for almost three years.
AZZAHRA ALFATHUNNISA
A village girl who has natural beauty. 23 Years old. She works as a nurse in her village. Her nature is jovial, cheerful, and a bit of bar-bar. But have a good heart, sincere and loving towards others.
DAWN LAZUARDI
A young, handsome, dashing, successful and famous doctor who is also valued by women even though he is a widower. He's 29 years old. He is also the chief director of his family's hospital. Its nature is friendly, calm, gentle, supple and a little humorous.
AMORA FRANCISCA
He's 24 years old. Beautiful, sexy, elegant and perfectionist. But behind it is stored a haughty, arrogant, selfish, cunning, full of stratagem and pretense. His life is meant for two things. Matter and position. He never cared about anything other than that.
GALA JOSHUA AEROSPACE
Brother One Mother with Rahul. He's 32 years old. Handsome and intelligent, yet not as handsome, as smart and as smart as his sister. Has a soft, calm nature, does not talk much. A typical person who likes to give up and is very fond of his family.
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