THE LOVE OF QONITA

THE LOVE OF QONITA
Chapter 92 Ala Qonita Therapy



..."True love always makes a man better, no matter who the woman inspires." Alex@andre Dumas's...


Medan, North Sumatra


After taking an afternoon shower, Qonita got an incoming message on her HP, from Iman, her husband.


"Assalamu'alaikum, dear. I'm overtime. Don't wait, I. Eat the kids later, yeah."


Qonita sighed. She realized there was a lot of work for her husband to complete. Kemaren her father-in-law also told her there were several new projects that her husband had to work on.


Qonita was grateful for the sustenance given to her husband, but she also felt sorry for her husband. How her husband divides his time between his family, work, and other families.


At 10pm Iman just got home. Qonita is reading the Qur'an. He sat on the headboard. Hearing the door of her room open, Qonita finished reading it.


Qonita took off and folded the mucena she used.


"Assalamu'alaikum, dear." Faith drew near to Qonita. Qonita took her husband's hand to get dic!umpteen. Faith pecks his wife's forehead.


"Wa'alaikum hail, Brother. What do you want Qonita to do."


"No need, honey. After the shower I just took a break. You sleep, honey."


"Yes, Bang. Qonita get your brother's clothes ready first." Qonita took a change of clothes for her husband.


Finished the bath Faith immediately poured herself beside his wife.


"Kog hasn't slept, honey?" ask Faith because Qonita is still sitting leaning on the headboard.


"Qonita wants a massage Brother, first. His hands are about to be used in olive oil, no, Bang?" ask Qonita.


"No need, darling. You're working tomorrow. Just sleep."


"Not what, Bang. Just moment. When we were tired, Qonita stopped. Want to use olive oil, moisturizer or eucalyptus oil, Bang?"


"Hem, just olive oil, honey."


"okay, Bang. You're sleeping, it's okay kog." Qonita began massaging her husband's body. Starting from the hands, back, legs and then ending on the face and head.


Iman was amazed when Qonita massaged her face like a professional beauty therapist.


Qonita chuckles. "Learn from the beauty therapist where Qonita's facial care, Bang."


Since marrying Iman, Qonita, who initially only used cream, began to regularly take care of her face. Once a month she does face treatments. Worried about embarrassing her husband because of his mature skin, Qonita finally began to care about his appearance.


Armed with info from her sister-in-law, Qonita decided to take care of her beauty at a place that Nana recommended.


The first time indulging in the place, made Qonita feel like a queen. How not, the therapists are very professional, the equipment is sophisticated, and the room is designed to make customers feel at home for a long time there.


While closing her eyes, she was served kindly and gently, her room was also playing music that made her mind feel calm. It was as if Qonita was a queen served by the maids in a luxurious palace.


Its products and beauty treatments are a perfect blend of the active ingredients of botanical cosmetics processed with high technology.


"You mean you're taking that course?" ask Faith wonder.


"Hahaha, no, no, bang. Qonita has been treated there several times. Qonita remembered how they were massaging Qonita's face. Pantes is expensive, Bang. It costs half of Qonita's salary."


"It's okay, honey. I work for my wife and children. You don't have to think about the nominal. As long as I have enough money, you're free to wear, honey. Do not think about the price, the important quality and you are satisfied."


"Yes, Bang. Qonita likes it there. It's good, Bang?"


"Hu um's. It's delicious, sweetie."


"Qonita let the treatment be there. If the treatment brother is the same as Qonita."


"Can, Honey. I'll give you a bonus, huh."


"Bonus plus-plus?" qonita asked because she could guess her husband's wild thoughts.


"Haha..." Faith laughed at her wife's prejudice.


"You know, you can't accuse me, honey. But your accusation is true. Haha..." Faith laughs with satisfaction.


Being massaged by his wife makes his fatigue disappear instantly. How his love does not grow deeper, if it is as beautiful as the way his wife serves and worships him.


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