
Qonita was seen searching through the files her husband had requested. But he found nothing there.
"The image is not visible, Bang," said Qonita with her song.
Faith smile. "Ga there?" He pretended to ask.
"Not seen, Bang. Where's brother?" Qonita looked panicked, worried that the file was an important file.
"Yes, it's a cudgel."
"Huh? If it's gone, how?" ask Qonita to worry.
"Father."
Qonita's surprised. Her husband could have said it casually.
"It doesn't matter?"
"Haha..." Faith could not hold back her laughter. He wanted to laugh at his wife's innocence. It's just that Iman is happy to know the hijab woman who now stands right in front of him.
Qonita. She who was really worried about her husband's work, even got a laugh. What was?
"The file doesn't matter, honey. Most importantly, you're here." Faith cupped his wife's face with both hands.
"The files?" ask Qonita again.
"Haha..." Laughter of Faith exploded in that small room.
Qonita scowling. Again her husband laughed at her if he asked for the missing file.
Her heart wondered if the file was not important, then why did her husband come here.
And then what was it, her husband said the most important thing was that she was here. Qonita began to digest her husband's sentence.
And his gaze was sidetracked on the locked door grendel. Why did her husband have to lock the door to this room?
She had not yet thought of the answer, her husband was approaching. Both of her husband's hands were on her side. Pull it forward until her body hit the front side of her husband's body.
Of course Qonita was stifled and gasped. The palms of Qonita were now on the husband's chest. He lifted his head. Looking into her husband's eyes.
Faith moved her right hand on Qonita's cheek. Reviewing his charming smile. Of course it can destroy the consciousness of Qonita.
Her husband's face lowered, approaching her. One direction her husband went, her lips, which her husband had been saying with 'apple fuji'.
Cvp
A brief kecvpan landed perfectly on Qonita's lips.
Faith kept her face staring into his wife's face with a smile.
Faith brought her face closer, no longer slowly. Her husband's lips touched her lips.
Not a keccvpan, but a c!uman is so exciting!disenfranchise. Her husband's hand on her waist squeezed Qonita's waist. Her husband's right hand was at the back of Qonita's head, holding her head.
Qonita occasionally replies c!uman her husband. While Iman several times stopped to just take a breath, then repeat it again.
The hand of Faith began to guerrilla at the back of his wife's body. Qonita who was worried that her husband's entanglement was holding her husband's chest.
"Hem, why?" the Parau Faith.
"Ichy," replied Qonita briefly. Because he's still lulled down going c!the death of her beloved husband.
"Ichy?" ask her husband not to understand.
Qonita nodded. "We have to pick up Ichy, right?"
"Oh, yes. I almost forgot." Faith saw her watch.
Faith came back to Qonita. Uniting his forehead and his wife's forehead.
"This time, you're lucky darling, to get away. Tomorrow, don't expect." Faith twitched her left eye.
"So the file is just an excuse?" qonita said pouting.
"Haha..." Faith is lying in disbelief. His wife was still discussing the file.
"Yes, Honey. Sorry, yeah." Faith stroked Qonita's face.
Qonita nodded with a smile.
"Don't tell me this room was newly made?" Qonita looked suspiciously.
"Haha... Yes, yes, dear."
Qonita took a deep breath. Husband, this has a thousand and one ways to make his heart suddenly dangdut like this.