The Little Girl the Young Master

You sure tonight?

The ice spontaneously hugged Lim, not expecting the surprise he gave. Though sad, because it's her first birthday without her mom.

"So, don't you."

"Obviously, because Mama always reminds."

"Not, inisitif itself?" asked Ais, with her head up.

"you reckon? Mama just reminded me." Lim replied, no matter who else noticed them.

"I Love you." said Ais.

Lim's smile was so loose this time. Peeling his forehead warmly.

They danced for a while, enjoying the song. Ais didn't want to give up her first gift from Lim, because it was worth it.

A waiter gave him a drink as Lim approached his best friend. The ice happily drank it up the toilet. But, he felt that there was something strange about the syrup.

"Kok, it feels like a little gini huh?" Ice several times tasting her own lips.

"Ais why?" asked Dimas, who was looking at him strangely.

"Abis drinks syrup, but what's weird?"

"Syrup? Where there's syrup here, ice. You don't drink recklessly." he scolded.

Dimas also grabbed the glass of ice, and inhaled the aroma several times.

"Good, this is alcohol. You drink till abis?"

"Yes, Ais thirsty. But, how does it get hotter?" Ice fluttered her dress on the chest.

The ice looked bellied with the flower bucket that was still in her arms. He almost fell down, to the side of Dimas who was close to him.

"Lim, where are you?" call Dimas.

"Why?"

"It's wrong to drink, he's drunk."

"You're replacing this meeting. I took him to the room." said Lim.

Dimas just nodded, then Lim carried Ais to his room.

The key that's been in his pocket, a little hard to reach. Moreover, with his hands supporting Ais's hollow body. Finally, he called a maid who happened to pass by there.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Open my door."

The waiter complied, and Lim entered immediately after the door opened.

"Ais, wake. Why drunk?"

"Eeengh... Ice never drank that, his head was dizzy. Hot, want to take a shower" he said half-consciously.

Lim immediately opened the dress. By trying to resist all her desires, He took Ais to the bathroom, and flushed her with warm water. Then, dress it with a towel available.

" Go to sleep first, get back fit. I'll get you a change of clothes." Lim moved away, but Ais pulled him up to fall right on top of him.

Ice draped her arms around Lim's neck, and looked at him with a glare.

"It's been 19 years. You can be a whole wife, right? The ice also wants to get a reward, because it can serve the husband born and inner,"

"But, not in this way, Ice. You're drunk."

"It's not drunk, I'm sober. Especially the lingerie issue. Ais knows, if Brother's husband, has been so heavy to hold the taste all this time" he said.

Lim frowned. What Ais said was true. He had been so enduring during their marriage. Stuck with a promise, which is actually halal.

Lim lowered his body closer to the ice. He began to touch the lips gently, although it still smelled a little alcohol there. He continued to pulverize Ais' lips, and occasionally played his tongue. While the hands of Ais, so actively unbutton Lim's shirt.

"You sure you want to tonight?" ask Lim again.

Ais did not answer, only pulled Lim's head and replied to his words. He even slightly grabbed Lim's rambur, when he felt a slightly unusual sensation from himself.