The Love of Miss Ojol

Pick up Ara

Ara was already outside the cafe waiting for an invitation. He stood up while playing his feet. "Old anyway?" he said agitated while looking at the clock that was coiled around his wrist.

Five minutes later someone with a D-Max brand matic motor stopped right in front of him. Ara developed a smile on her beautiful face.

Rasya stopped his bike and then opened the helmet cover he was wearing. "Have you been waiting?" he gave his wife a helmet.

"Not really," he answered briefly.

Ara tried to wear a helmet but somehow she found it difficult. Rasya then helped put the helmet on his wife. "Let me help" he said, locking the helmet until a click.

Rasya took off the jacket he brought and put it on his wife. Ara who saw the sweet treatment of her husband so met red. Rasya is not the type of guy who likes to give flowers or chocolate to show his romance. However, the attention and care that has always been shown has become part of the romantic side of the husband.

"You want to go home, do you want to stop by first?" rasha asked his wife who had just climbed on the back of the bike.

"Where did you stop by?" asked Ara doubtfully.

"Dedek doesn't want to eat anything?" Rasya asked back.

"I don't want anything, actually,"

"If so we go straight home, but like later on the road there is a hawker who wants you to buy we can stop," Rasya said to make Ara happy. His wife always understood his wife's needs.

Rasya also rides his bike slowly while enjoying the breeze. Ara observed the streets around while looking around maybe there was something she could eat, unfortunately tonight the road is so quiet maybe because the time is too late. Not to forget he wrapped his hands around Rasya's stomach. Sometimes he also leaned his head.They also chatted lightly on the motor to reduce fatigue.

"Don't drown, Ra" said Rasya without looking at his wife.

"Yes," replied Ara lazily while leaning her head.

"What was the show at Lulu's cafe?" ask Rasya basa stale.

"Currently, quite rame you know earlier, this is Valentine's Day, many who give flowers to his girlfriend, there are also those who love chocolate," said Ara enthusiastically.

"Why do you want to be like that too?" rasha asked as she stroked his wife's hand that was coiled around her stomach.

"Make me every day has become a day of love, do not need to wait for Valentine's day to reveal it, let alone use flowers as well as all chocolate, which is important brother has attention as I was already cool," ara replied by tightening her embrace.

"You hug him don't be fussy, kasian who in the middle will be nervous," Rasya worried about Ara's stomach.

"Eh yes forget, the end is still flat-flat stomach, big chips yes you," cried Ara by stroking her flat stomach.

"When it's past sixteen weeks already too late Ra, you're ready to look fat?" tejek Rasya's.

"So Rasya doesn't know a pregnant girl is sexy, you know," said Ara made Rasya chuckle.

"Let's just be spitty," Rasya's answer made him get a small blow from Ara.

When Rasya stopped at the red light, Ara accidentally saw an empty seat in the park with a red light illumination.

"Don't see, if in the film drakor rich place is the most romantic to chat with a girlfriend," Rasya's view leads to a place designated by Ara.

"You want to go there?" ask Rasya.

Ara looked at the clock on her wrist. "No, it's late, next time," he said.

Soon they arrived in front of his house. Rasya honked, pausing for a moment to wait for the security guard to open the gate.

"Thank you sir" Rasya told his housekeeper. Pak Satpam only replied with a nod of his head.

After entering the garage and parking the bike perfectly, Ara got off the bike first.

"Hacchih" Rasya rubbed his itchy nose after opening the helmet.

"So I must be cold because of the jacket I borrowed," guessed Ara who was worried.

"Father dear, just a regular sneeze, yuk in," asked Rasya while holding his wife's hand gently.

Ara looked at her hand that was clinging to her husband's hand. His heart felt like it was rustling. There was a warm feeling that enveloped her, she smiled.

"Sister I made you a warm drink for brother," Ara took off Rasya's jacket and passed to the kitchen to make something warm.

"Diminum sis" she said, giving the cup she had brought to her husband.

"What is this, baby? it doesn't taste good," asked Rasya with a dislike facial expression.

"That's warm ginger, you've never had a drink before?" ara's question only Rasya answered with a shake.

"Jeez this is good to know, can warm the body, let's drink again so as not to be the flu," he asked a little forcefully.

"Later on," Rasya refused.

"When will it be time for a break brother does not want to go up?" tanya Ara reminded because it was too late to just chat in the TV room.

"Well, but a little yes," by forced Rasya drink warm ginger drink made by Ara.

"Remain sister," Ara pushed the glass so that Rasya drank it up.

Rasya was forced to drink a drink that tasted bad for him. After drinking, he stuck out his tongue.

"I guarantee you this sister's body is so good, yes it's yuk up I'm so sleepy," Ara covered her mouth while yawning.

Rasya. Then he led his wife up the stairs."Slow down dear," he said by holding the wife's shoulder.

"Geez brother is excessive, I can walk alone," protested Ara.

"But you're pregnant again, be careful if you walk down the stairs again,"

"But not really, maybe later if my stomach is big," Ara chuckled at the thought of her big belly.

"At last," Rasya carrying the body of Ara ala bridal style.

"Eh Rasya's brother be careful, danger knows," Ara was instead worried when she was above Rasya's hands.

"Look, baby you're not going to fall,"

"But then the tired brother,"

"There's a masseuse,"

"Huh, who?" ask Ara curiously.

"You," Rasya replied chuckling after that lowering Ara's body as they had reached the front of the room.

"How much do you pay?" ara's question made Rasya frown.

"How much do you want?" answer lightly.

"Are I not asking for money ko, was just a joke, later I go on a massage ya try to say which one hurts?" Ara invited her husband to sit on the bed.

"Here," Rasya pointed at his cheek.

Ara shook her head. He knows what the husband is asking. Then Ara gave a brief kiss on her left cheek.

"Here too," Rasya pointed at his right cheek.Ara again kissed the cheek of the man sitting in front of him.

"Where else?" Ara intentionally asked.

"This," this time Rasya pointed at his lips.

"Ih Rasya's perverted brother" said Ara who was embarrassed.

Ara was about to stand up to dodge but Rasya first asked for her right. He started kissing Ara's lips. Pulling his nape to deepen his kiss.The soft kiss turned hot the longer the more demanding. Ara simply resigned to her husband's treatment.

"Happy can? I promise to do it gently" he asked his wife for permission.

Maybe Ara refused. Inevitably he followed the will of the husband to make love tonight. Ara nodded softly answering Rasya's question. Rasya smiled and began to do it gently.