The Love Of Aurora

The Part 130

The sound of birds chirping has begun to decrease, the sign of the morning has gone to noon. The clock shows at nine. Today Haris went to the office after the break, in honor of Narsih who plans to return home this afternoon.

They had gathered in the family room while chatting friendly. Not with the newlyweds. They did not come out of his room from the morning, even passing his breakfast.

Actually, Viona had told Inah to call Ara and Zayn to join the breakfast together, but after Inah fad about the incident last night, Haris immediately prevented him from bothering them. His family thought the possibility of the newlywed couple was soybean and maybe they were still at home not wanting to get out of his bed.

As for Ziyyan, although all night he was not with Ara and also Zayn, the boy was not at all confused about the existence of his parents. When he woke up, he was still attached to Narsih. He had already felt left for a long time by his father, so this time the boy was so positive towards Narsih. Afraid of being left for long by Narsih anyway.

"Why not get on a plane anyway, Bi? Let's not rush this, right? Where they haven't woken up yet." Viona looked up at the door of Ara's room that was still tightly closed.

"I'm afraid to get on a plane." I Narsih.

"At least if you get on a plane, it doesn't take time, Bi."

Narsih still shook her head, signalling to reject Viona's proposal.

Viona sighed again, while her eyes were still fixed towards Ara's room.

"Here, wake them up. If they're let out until what time they'll wake up." He nodded and started to step.

"Have it, let it go!" Prevent Haris, which of course immediately undo the steps of Inah.

"Yesterday they did not get along, now as long as they do, let it go. They will be hungry later to come out as well" said Haris. The man was certainly very happy to see Ara who was willing to accept Zayn.

"Oh, yes, I have. That means today Bik Narsih can't go home. Wait till they're out of the room."

"Huh? But, Nyah?"

Viona's not hugging him anymore. He felt this was his chance to prevent Narsih from rushing home.

While in the newlywed's room, two pairs of human children were still at home sleeping under the blanket they used. Actually, at dawn, the man had woken up, but after doing two skirts when the man chose to sleep again. And Ara, coincidentally at dawn, her monthly guests were in a hurry, so she stopped doing two skirts while congregating with her husband.

The man was still at home carrying Ara in his arms, looking at the beautiful face of his wife who was still asleep while carrying her arm. A few minutes ago he was actually awake, but he was still lazy to get out of his bed because he did not want to waste the opportunity to hug Ara as much.

Slowly the woman moved, the omens had started to awaken as well. His body wriggled as he stretched his muscles, his eyes twitching and immediately opened wide when he noticed a man looking at him at such a close distance while smiling sweetly at him.

"For my wife" Zayn said, lashing a warm kiss on Ara's forehead.

Ara was just unmoved, her mouth was too faint to simply return the warm greeting from her husband.

"Geez! What time is it?" The woman immediately jumped to her seat, after noticing a tinge of bright light from behind the window of her room.

"You're half ten," Zayn replied as he looked at his phone screen that was lying on the nightstand beside him.

"What?" Ara's haste will move down from her bed, but her hand is again prevented by Zayn.

"Where are you going?" Zayn is still in his lazy mode.

"Mandy."

"Follow."

"Huh?"

Ara glared sharply at the man who was looking at her with his naughty clench. Not yet had the woman protested, Zayn had hunted up Ara's body to bring her into the bathroom.

"Your last night promised a no-"

"Yes, I remember." Zayn immediately interrupted Ara's talk which continued to whistle asking to get down from her sling.

"But this?" Highlight the eyes Ara already felt was was was.

"I can't do it now. Even if you want to, I still don't want to."

Ara glanced in surprise at Zayn. "You said it was the moon, right?" he said again, which immediately made Ara breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't you imagine that?" Godanya, while slowly lowering Ara's body beside the bathtub.

Of course, Ara became misbehaved, the woman could only turn her face away until she forgot to throw Zayn out of the bathroom.

"Let's take a shower," he asked lightly, even bare-chested.

"Well! Don't want to!" The woman's hand closed her eyes.

"You still don't believe me?" Zayn forcibly opened Ara's hand that covered her face.

"Basic bawdy!"

"Essum with his own wife is not papa."

"Come on, baby." Zayn patted Ara's body, making it difficult to move.

"I'm a period again?" Ara tried to assert, she thought there was no way the man would want to see the poop of his monthly guest.

"You know," he said casually, as if not caring about the face scowling the woman to him.

"I'll rub your back, okay?"

"Iiiish... Bawdy is you! Don't want to!" Reject it while venturing to push back Zayn's body from before him.

"Oh yes, I will not make it. That's why I just offered you." The man began to enter the shower room, then without shame the man immediately flushed his body, of course in a state of swallowing jang round.

"Yes ombuuuun....."

Again Ara can only be bowed, condemning herself why can have a perverted husband like him.

"Darling, why haven't you taken a shower? Wait for me?" Suddenly Zayn gushed his face from behind the glass space that became a barrier between the shower and the bath.

"I can't be scared. Quickly shower. The longer we don't leave the room, the more they think that's not the same as us," he said and went back into the room again.

Ara snorted resignedly. Maybe Zayn meant to take a bath together to save time. Finally, she complied with Zayn's proposal, feeling very confident that her husband would not ask for her rights while she was being deprived.

And soon Ara also began to clean her body, of course in a different place with Zayn. Though in fact his innocent body can still be seen by Zayn from behind the glass, which now makes the man difficult to swallow his saliva, holding the Hassrat back in his eyes.

Afraid of not being able to control himself anymore, Zayn finally sped up his bath and after that went straight out of there without even turning to Ara who was certainly very tempting.

A few minutes waiting finally Ara also came out of the bathroom with only a towel kimono. Zayn himself was fully dressed, but still had no time to dry his hair.

"Honey," said Zayn, his position is now sitting in front of the makeup glass.

Ara just looked at it briefly, then the woman returned to focus on taking the clothes she was going to wear.

"Can you ask for help?"

"What?" The woman was lazy.

"Please help dry my hair" she said spoiled.

"Wait a minute, I'll get dressed first." Ara only snorted in annoyance, but somehow she couldn't resist the trivial request from Zayn.

"No need to change clothes."

For a moment Ara stopped her steps, again astonished at her husband's words.

"I mean, you change your clothes later after you've dried my hair."

Ara according to him just like that, she thought after it was done Zayn would straight out of his room. Not at all suspecting that there is a mode behind her husband's request.

Slowly Ara began to dry Zayn's hair with a small towel she held. Actually there is already a hairdryer, but the man reasoned if using it will make his hair become unhealthy.

Those who had faced each other, made it more difficult for Zayn not to resist the temptation of the twin mountains shaking from behind, as Ara's agile hands dried Zayn's hair.

"Dear." Zayn's voice was already heavy.

"Hm." Ara said lazily.

"I want to."

"You what?" He asked while stopping his activities and turned to look at Zayn.

"Can ya?" Hasssrat the man was already unbearable.

"What the hell? Not very clear!"

"You want this."

Cup.

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