The Couple Of MissKin - g

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After returning home from her morning shift, Ayla immediately sat down and struggled with her tasks. He had to make short film group assignments. The task is a group but in fact Ayla does it herself at home. It was because he had permission to work and asked his group of friends to leave the task to himself.

"You didn't go to college this morning?"

"No. I'm absent for Leva. My manager suddenly asked me to go to work in the morning. Yes already, inevitably I leave absent," said Ayla still in a state of focus on her laptop.

"Why can you clash like that? Don't you have a work agreement between you?" brio asked as he continued to read books that he did not actually read. He only uses it as an action.

"There was an important event at the cafe. My other friend didn't come in, he was sick. So, the manager asked me to replace him."

"Oh, so. You're done yet? I can help you if not." Brio offer services.

"Not to be finished soon. It's my job, Brio. Good and bad I'm satisfied with my own performance."

Brio could only smile at her. He was so proud of his wife.

"I'm pround of you."

Fifteen minutes later.

Ayla is done with her job. Because the body is sticky with sweat, due to her who has not bathed, Ayla decided to go straight to the bathroom.

Meanwhile Brio orders food through the app. She knew Ayla had no time to buy food and also cook food for her. That's why he took the initiative. It is a relationship between husband and wife who understand each other.

Tonight is different from the night before. The weather was so hot and made everyone feel the rage. Especially after activities like Ayla, making the level of his rage increase than what Brio felt.

Ayla took the shampoo and wet her entire body from head to toe. This method is sure to expel the sultry air in the body and all refresh the brain that has been hot due to continuing to think.

After finishing the ritual bath, Ayla came out with a towel wrapped around her head.

Before entering the room, he saw a table that had been filled with food. No need to guess anymore, he already knew if Brio was the person behind this food presented.

"Why are you still seeing? Eat before it gets cold!" brio said, just coming out of his room. Ayla sat down and opened the paper with rice.

"You know I haven't eaten yet?"

"Who doesn't know, Ayla? If your stomach keeps ringing. Don't be like that, yeah! You should eat before you are hungry and stop after you are full. Let you be a little chubby and good at hugging" Brio chirped heartlessly. It was as if saying Ayla was too thin and unpleasant to hug.

"But, not romantic!" ayla gerutu. He also directly devoured the rice and side dishes without feeling.

"I'm skinny because of who? Before marrying him I was a little full." Ayla continued to grumble because her agony had not gone away.

Brio who felt an angry Ayla asked, "Are you angry?" But Ayla was silent and preferred to finish the meal immediately.

"Ay," he said, elbowing him slowly.

"Yes, he's angry," Brio's inner self when there's no response from Ayla.

After finishing eating, Ayla really immediately lay down on the mattress while playing the phone to see her favorite artist. Even her husband is being ignored. Hehe, let. Ayla wants to feel a time when she has not been busy taking care of this and that.

Another thing with Brio, feeling himself neglected, he also laid his body beside the wife. Look at the other signs from him.

Ayla who was a little uncomfortable also put herself aside to turn her back on the husband. This attitude is actually not allowed, but hopefully the husband understands if he is upset.

"What are you again?" brio began the conversation. He knew Ayla was watching.

"Have known still ask again," he was upset.

"Oddysey?" ask her as she looks at who the person on Ayla's phone screen is.

"Yes, that's you know. He's a newcomer singer who is soaring," he said still with an annoyed tone.

"Oh, so yesterday you were allowed to watch the concert as well?" This time it was Brio who looked upset.

"Yes, why? Wrong?" Ayla turned her body and confronted Brio, "He's one of my faforitku singers. He's smart, soft-spoken, friendly-looking, loving..."

Cup.

Not finished Ayla spoke, Brio already kissed her lips with a slightly irritated feeling. Upset because Ayla admires her cousin more than her obvious status.

"Brio!" ayla strangles while gripping Brio's shoulders to keep him away from her body.

"What?" Brio returned to his original position.

"What are you doing?" Ayla also returned to her starting position, behind Brio.

"It would be wrong if I kissed my own wife?"

"But you will have to wait for his approval from me first" he said a little high-pitched.

"Waiting for your khilaf is hard, Ayla. And besides, it's your punishment for praising other men before me. I don't like that."

"I'm jealous, Ayla. What you praise is my brother, "his mind is upset.

Grepp's..

Brio hugged her from behind, rubbing her nose against Ayla's back.

"Beauty, don't hug! I'm skinny not good in the hug" he said, sniffing his shoulder so that Brio took off his embrace. But, all that was not as he wanted, Brio instead hugged him tighter and tighter.

"I'm sorry, I know you're angry about what I said when we ate. I was just kidding. I'm sorry.." he said, then he pointed Ayla's body to face him.

Brio aligned his body and their views met in the same space. Staring at Ayla for a moment arises a sense of wanting deeper in Brio. He wanted more than just to look.

"Ayla, I beg of you, do not praise others before me," he wrote again as he eroded the distance between them.

"I don't like that." Brio's eyes kept staring at Ayla.

"But, I am also ...."

"Shuutin..." Brio put his index finger on Ayla's lips, "No more but, please! My jealousy is incredible. I can let you free to watch the concert but I can't let you praise it." Brio gently rubbed Ayla's cheek with her thumb.

"I love you.."

Brio put their lips together again gently. But in a split second the kiss turned into a pagutan. Ayla who slightly enjoyed changing position became supine. While Brio seemed interested and slightly supported him.

He continued to enjoy his wife's soft lips. Ayla replied. But Brio demands he wants to play. After being satisfied Brio took off his pagutan.

"Don't praise my sister." whispered right in Ayla's ear. Then he kissed her again and this time he moved to Ayla's neck. Sipped it a little. Ayla unconsciously turned herself back. The shadow, the shadow that night with Jimny reappeared.

"Brio! What did you say just now?" he said to divert everything. Divert Brio from his activities and also divert him from the fear that appears suddenly.

"Hem.." Brio's face looked at him in wonder.

"What did you say?" reset Ayla.

"Don't praise my brother!" repeat Brio again with his flat.

"Fttttt.. Huhuhuh..." Suddenly Ayla laughed at hearing that. "You don't prank me, huh," he said still with laughter.

"I'm serious..."

"Brio, don't lie! I don't like it. And I don't believe what you said anyway. How could an Oddysey have a sister. He's an only child. And like your caste is very far away. You don't fuck around! I know you're jealous, but there's no need to lie by saying you're his sister."

"But, Ay. I'm serious."

"Already, Brio. Yes, I promise. I will not praise another man."

"Ay, listen to me! I am a rich man. I'm Brian." he said earnestly.

"Haha, come on, Brio! Your dress is not funny. I don't know Brian, I just know the rumors. Hear that! I love money, but you don't have to lie to get me. Because I love you and my heart has accepted it. No matter you are poor, you are. Doesn't matter!" emphatically.

"You don't believe me?" he said in lethargy.

"I believe it but not this time. Yes, it's night. I want to sleep too." Ayla immediately turned off the lights and closed her eyes and hugged her roll. It was not that he did not want to talk anymore, but that he was afraid of what had happened again.

His heart was still afraid, he was still reminded of the incident that night with Jimny. Until whatever happens he tries to finish that second as well. But really in his heart he brushed aside Brio's words earlier.

He doesn't believe it!

How can a rich man live a hard life? Nah! It's very unlikely. If there is a poor man who wants to live like a rich man, a thousand percent of him will believe.

Brio said earlier, maybe more precisely just Brio babbling alone. For the sake of continuing his hot activity that he failed.

CNP

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Well, uwu, right?

But Ayla still remembers 😂

I'm being honest, but Ayla doesn't believe it..😂😂

How's dong?

Bobok is yes.. 😂😂

Hampuraaa, I haven't been able to stop by brother author either.

Yesterday my quota was a little

Now it's time.

Sorry, yes!