The Love Of Aurora

The Part 146

After finishing accompanying Ziyyan to sleep in her room, Ara immediately returned to her room again. His feelings at this time were very happy, because he had managed to prank Zayn with his silly actions. Even he also perpetuated the incident by storing it in his cellphone gallery.

"Ah, Mas, the photo is not deleted." he exclaimed when he had entered his room and found Zayn who was fiddling with Ara's phone.

"No. I'm just looking around."

Although it seems very silly even looks stupid, he wanted to be fired that thick by Ara. Zayn chuckled to himself, looking at the photo of himself with a thick face with powder and hair that was pigtailed like corn hair.

"Funny right, Mas?" This time Ara's position has been attached to the chest area of her husband who was sitting leaning on the bed board.

"As far as you are, just don't spread it anywhere. Can go down my good looks if this photo is scattered everywhere." Zayn is so desperate. The only way that his wife can be eliminated by the smell of sweat that he said disturbed it, then he better obey his will earlier.

"Darling," The man clutched tightly onto Ara's body which was always lukewarm on his chest.

"We're honeymoon yuk?" encourage him.

Ara lifted her body, then stared fixedly at her husband's netra waiting for an answer from her. For a moment he flashed his faint smile, then leaned his face and stole a lightning kiss on Zayn's lips.

"Hmm, what code?" Highlight Zayn is certainly very sparkling.

"Defuse the honeymoon," he replied steadily.

Zayn's forehead immediately frowned, a hint of disappointment as Ara immediately rejected his invitation.

"Why is that?"

"No way," this time Ara put her head back on Zayn's chest. Although he refused the invitation, but really he looks very spoiled tonight.

"We'll just pick a place here. I mean, I don't have to go abroad, honey. In our country is also no less good for honeymoon reviews." Zayn is still very enthusiastic about inviting Ara honeymoon.

"King ampat, Lombok, Bali, or to Bromo. We rented a villa there a week. It's gonna be fun, honey. Your time doesn't want that."

Ara still shook her head convinced.

"Why? Come, Honey. When else to try? Before you hunt down the contents, "This time Zayn said while deliberately stroking his wife's flat stomach.

Ara was slightly stunned to hear the words from Zayn. Not because of the thought of his words, but he only realized that his monthly guests should have come to visit. Why is this month not coming again?

He slightly loosened his embrace. His feelings began to gamang itself, including a little doubt if only the red moon was really not visiting again. Should I get pregnant again so soon? Not to refuse or not happy, but he still wants to feel the beautiful period of his marriage without having to get pregnant in the near future.

"Mas, I'm going to the bathroom first, I'm gonna pee." No need to wait for Zayn's approval, Ara had just waltzed by while carrying her phone in there.

The woman scrolled her phone screen, counting the time of her period last month on the calendar on her phone. Indeed he was made silent in a while, after realizing he was already late almost a week.

"It must be because of the sauce. Female hormones can change, right?" mumbling itself.

"Would I try a test, let's not bother this way."

Huft.

After a long time struggling with his own thoughts, then Ara came back out of the bathroom. She saw her husband was apparently still faithfully waiting for him, not yet asleep and certainly still sparkling.

"Darling," Zayn said, as soon as Ara had laid herself down beside him.

"Where was my proposal, about our honeymoon."

"Mas" he said as he clenched himself, and Zayn immediately welcomed his wife's body into his warm embrace.

"I don't need a honeymoon. Actually, Mas. I also don't want to continue to be far away from Ziyyan. Yesterday just when I came with you, actually I was really heavy ninggalin Ziyyan." he said.

Zayn seemed to think for a moment. So remember for yourself if the status is now a newlywed who already has a child. He also actually thought about what his wife revealed. His father who often left the former possession in Ara's neck had made Ziyyan a little distance, especially must often be left again by him and Ara.

"We take Ziyyan along, dear." suggested Zayn, which certainly makes Ara a little surprised.

"If there was a Ziyyan how would you like a honeymoon? Don't worry, Mas" grumbled Ara, feeling anxious himself.

"Well, let's take Miss Narsih, too, how?"

Seeing so enthusiastic Zayn, made Ara sigh just like that. "We'll see tomorrow, Mas" he said later.

"Come, sleep." Ara pulled Zayn's body again, they slept by hugging each other.

"Honey," apparently Zayn still can not sleep. Something of hers that is currently inviting adventure again.

"Hmmm..." Ara said lazily, although her eyes closed but actually she also did not sleep.

"I'm not sleepy yet," Jemari Zayn began stroking Ara's smooth cheeks, her slight kisses sometimes landing without permission.

Ara opened her eyes again, staring anxiously at her actual husband she already knew if her husband was in a condition on aka yaa.

A smile of his sweet enough to make the look of Zayn's eyes immediately sparkle, got a code of agreement from his wife who slowly began to strip one by one his pajama buttons.

"Uuh, gaits. I want to bite until I'm satisfied." Zayn joined in taking off the t-shirt attached to his body.

"What the hell, Mas. Don't be so perverted. I'm undressing because it's too hot." Of course this is just a joke Ara, feel happy to tease her husband who is on the verge of hassrat.

"I don't care," instead of sulking, Zayn helped Ara remove her twin hill-binding cloth.

"Mas," Ara felt amused herself. Intentions want to mengeprank, even directly ambushed by Zayn.

Zayn's eyes were already grinding mischievously. The view of his wife's beautiful body was plastered in front of his eyes. Makes it difficult to take a sip of his saliva, and it seems that it is not strong not to pounce on him right now.

"Yourough.... Mas," racau Ara feel good, once Zayn was engrossed in sipping the tip of his twin hills with one hand that brushed on the other hill.

Blup.

The sound of Zayn's mouth is released for a moment from the activities of mimi shushu. He looked happily at the face of his wife who looked as passionate as he was.

"I'll slow down, honey. I don't want half your game to stop" Zayn said it wasn't because he didn't want the last night to happen again. It had to stop when the second round was about to start because Ara was bothered by the smell of sweat from her body.

But, since when will the ordeal not sweat? Duh, othor has already started skimming😄

Next, readers can know how it goes. Othor does not care to make a story ohok-ohoknya. It is not interesting and boring. Dah, othor want to find info first yes, how is it so that if not sweat after soan. Duh, ribet very. Si Ara what author nih that makes ribet😬

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