THE DUDA MAFIA'S MERCENARY

CHAPTER 26. WANT COMFORT

"Fear!" damar.

Nayla smiled in response to Damar's remark, then said, "Please Sir, may you like."

Hearing Nayla still call him by the name of Mr, Damar immediately grasped his wife's hand.

Nayla flinched, but she did not dare to refuse, she bowed then said, "Sorry, if I'm wrong."

"You know what your mistake was?"

Nayla shook her head, this made Damar even more want to seduce his wife. Then he pulled Nayla to make Nayla sit on his lap.

Nayla's face flushed with embarrassment and this was her first experience sitting on the lap of a man with a very close face.

"Still not knowing?"

Nayla is confused as to what to answer, if she answers no, surely Damar will do more. But, if Nayla answered knowing, she herself could not currently think what her mistake was.

Seeing that Nayla was silent, Damar directly placed his lips on Nayla's lips. Nayla rounded her eyes, then turned her head back and said, "I-I know Master!"

"Know what?" ask Damar more and more eager to tease Nayla who waver due to her actions.

"I'll make it again. Put me down, sir, I'll make a new one for you" Nayla said.

Damar again landed his lips on Nayla's lips and this time he gently picked her up and frolicked for a moment there.

Nayla sculpts, she's a plain girl who has never kissed a man. As Nayla gasps, Damar lets go of her pagutan, then says, "Still not knowing!"

"Mad, I don't know. Please tell me my mistake, so I can fix it" Nayla said.

"Stupid girl! Well that's right, you're right" Damar said as he played his finger on the keyboard next to him without taking Nayla down from his lap.

"Who told you to call me Master again. I told you, I'm your husband, not your employer."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I forgot. May I go down, my body will weigh up Mas's thighs" said Nayla.

"Hemm.I still want to be like this. Keep me working!" damar.

Nayla could not resist Damar's will, her face was already like a boiled crab as Damar began to immerse his face into Nayla's chest. Nayla's heart was beating so fast, she held her breath for a while.

Damar smelled the fragrance from Nayla's body, the scent of jasmin that she liked so much. Damar had indeed asked Bi Luna to give the perfume to Nayla when the girl had just come to her house.

As Damar calmed there, he closed his eyes as he let go of his fatigue, thought about his business and health and imagined the insults Carolina had done to him.

Looking at Damar's calm breath, Nayla felt, it was not lust but a child seeking refuge and tranquility in his mother's arms.

Nayla braved Damar's back hair, but Damar did not react. Then Nayla noticed the side of her husband's face while tightening her arms and it turned out that Damar was asleep.

Now Nayla feels very wrong, if she moves, Damar must wake up and if she stays too long, of course Damar's legs will be numb because the weight of Nayla's body is not light.

And sure enough, as Nayla squirmed, Damar moved and raised his face saying, "Sorry, I fell asleep. I feel comfortable in your arms. This fragrance is one of my favorite perfumes, my mother used to always use it. I felt like he was near me."

"Is my mother still alive?" ask Nayla.

"What do you mean by Damar?"

"I entrusted my mother's treatment to her, when I often went abroad to take care of business tenders. No matter how much medical money Carolina asked me to pay, it turned out that my mother was just left in the hospital without being given the treatment that Carolina said, until my mother finally died," damar was sad.

"How did Mas Damar know, if Sister Carolina didn't use the money for the mother's treatment?" ask Nayla.

"The doctor said I was late to make a decision when my mother should have had a heart transplant. Though I've asked Carolina to help pay the fee and sign the operation on my behalf."

"Why didn't Mas Damar come home to take care of it himself?"

"Actually wanted to go home but at that time, there was no flight to Indonesia and I also had a fever there," said Damar who still looks sad.

"I'm sorry, if my question makes you sad."

"It's okay. Come down, you're heavy too!" damar said while drinking his coffee that was cold.

"I can't believe it, I told you, if my body is heavy" Nayla said as she rose from Damar's lap.

"Hand first, soon dusk, I still have to prepare a little more work," Damar said as he got up and closed his bedroom window, then continued the work with his laptop.

Nayla rushes to get a towel and bathrobe, then she cleans the make-up first, then continues the bathing ritual.

It had been half an hour Nayla was in the bathroom, but the ritual had not yet been completed, it made Damar want to punish his wife again.

Nayla just got up from the bathtub about to pick up a towel when she heard the knock on the door, "Nay, please open it. I'm short of pee you know," said Damar.

"Yes for a minute, it's almost done.

"Oh Nay, you can't stand this! open the door!"

Hearing Damar who said he could not stand it anymore, Nayla who had not yet put on her bathing suit hurriedly opened the door. He only covered his important body parts with a bath towel.

When the door opened, Damar immediately hugged his wife, Nayla became confused, where the towel she used to wrap around her body was also almost released.

Damar holds Nayla, takes her out of the bathroom and puts her on the bed, then she kisses Nayla gently.

For some reason, Damar felt addicted to the softness of Nayla's pink little lips. For a moment he enjoyed the moment and Nayla this time ventured to return a kiss from her husband.

Damar's breath began to heat up, his desire was provoked when he saw the winding of his wife's towel open and showed Nayla's upper body that was so tempting.

Nayla is embarrassed, but honestly she also begins to enjoy the kiss and gentle touch done by Damar.

Damar can feel, Nayla also wants the same thing with him, so before the continuity, he also stopped his actions.

Not that Damar did not want the things that every husband craved, he stopped because the time was not right. Damar still had to finish the job and the day was also approaching maghrib. So, it is better that they prepare to perform mandatory worship, namely maghrib prayer.

Nayla looks a little disappointed, she thinks if maybe Damar is not ready to do the task because he is still reminded of his ex-wife.

Seeing the disappointment in Nayla's face, Damar brought her face closer and whispered in Nayla's ear, "The time is not yet right, I will definitely devour you and will not let you out of the room all day."

Nayla smiled shyly, then she covered her face with both palms. Damar who saw it immediately kissed Nayla's forehead while saying, "Get up and be beautiful for me tonight."