The Love Behind the Covenant

demoniacs

7.33

a spoon sounded from the kitchen, the fragrance of leaves mixed with onions.Today is a day of rest for them.

Micheal who from earlier was still stuck in the room woke up due to the kitchen furore.

he walked down the stairs to the kitchen and certainly had not washed his face.

" it's a pity how horrendous sih" murmured Micheal with his distinctive sleep sound.

" hehe this mas again make SOP "answer Alya while turning her body to the husband "uh bentar bentar, you bekum wash your face ya" continued Alya

Micheal just nodded his head then ddk on the dining table.

not long after finally SOP made by Alya so.

after serving food Alya was ddk beside her husband who continued to molor at the dining table.

" mas wash your face there gihh, brush your teeth after that you have breakfast" muttered Alya while stroking the husband's head.

Micheal just nodded his head and walked towards the nearest bathroom.

after breakfast Alya as usual clean the dining table and act he walked towards his room.

when she arrived in her room she could not find her husband. Alya took out her laptop again and continued the work she did not finish last night.

soon after, Michael emerged from the bathroom bare-chested. Alya who saw it could only widen her eyes to see the body of her husband is so perfect even though she has often witnessed it.

" khmm the heart of her eyes fell "michael Micheal muttered to Alya.

he could only smile at his wife's misdeeds.

Michael stepped his foot toward Alya and ddk beside his wife.

" uh you did not go to the dormitory if you still wear pants not wearing clothes " muttered Alya trying not to look at Michael

suddenly Micheal hugged Alya from the side of "khmm gk so dehh, at home just can check through online "

Alya is still trying to focus on her laptop, Micheal's hug still stuck to Alya's waist with her chin stuck to Alya's shoulder.

39 minutes later

the job that Alya was working on on the laptop finished Micheal still held up with a hug on Alya's waist.

" mass you are not tired of hugging me " muttered Alya while closing her laptop

" no puny, even tasty ", Micheal replied and tightened his arms.

then Alya asks Micheal to let go of his embrace because he wants to put his laptop back where it was.

Alya walked back to the bed with the TV remote. "want to watch what we "asked Michael

" Drakor donk" Alya answered briefly while turning her face so that she did not feel happy to see her husband's body.

because Micheal knew the reason Alya did not want to see her bare-chested quickly Micheal grabbed Alya's body and sat her in Micheal's arms.

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alya's heart is now not foam in control of his lust demons suddenly come

" Hay Alya meet again dehh, you see the tuuu ABS husband ohh number 1 2 3 4 5 hehhhh there are 8, hold the gihhhh "

Alya throw away the mind of the demon his lust is "masss wear clothes there gihh ntar I khilaf loh " muttered Alya now facing towards her husband.

" no papa, I'm your husband" Micheal replied with his mischievous smile

maap kan mu this, maybe a lot of typo maap yee