The Tarnished Wife

Prepare stamina

After driving Zac and Zoey to school, Zayn goes straight to the kitchen and prepares breakfast for his wife.

“Master, here Aunty help.” The Aunt volunteered to help her own busy employer.

“Ngga. Rara likes my sandwich,” replied Zayn who was concocting bread complete with eggs and some vegetables.

The aunt smiled. “Ah, the Lord mah bucin very same Mommy. Ish gemes.” I'd love to have Auntie pinch Zayn's waist or hit Zayn's chest glass.

Zayn simply laughed and shook his head when he saw the expression of the Aunt.

“Wait, Bi,” shouted Zayn to make the Aunt turn back.

“Iya, Sir. Finally you need me too. You see since there was Mommy, Master never asked for my help again.”

Zayn laughed again. “Alright, now I ask for your help, Bi. Please make warm chocolate mix a little white milk yes!”

“Siap, Mr.” The aunt nodded and immediately carried out Zayn's orders.

“Mommy hasn't woken up yet huh, Mister?” ask the aunt in between their activities in the kitchen.

“Hmm ..” replied Zayn who is still focused on making two Sandwiches.

“Capean yes, Mister?” ask the aunt again.

“Where's the chocolate? Not yet?” ask Zayn.

“This, Mr.” The aunt handed the warm glass containing milk chocolate into Zayn's hands.

“You are really Bi keypoh,” said Zayn when he received the glass.

“Surely hot yes Sir, I just look at Mommy same Daddy kissed very hot,” said the Aunt made Zayn's forehead wrinkled.

“Ups, Sorry to slip.” The aunt patted her own lips.

“Makanya cepet marriage, so that it can be rasain itself,” said Zayn while putting the plate and glass into the tray prepared by Aunt.

“Udah has never rasain kok, Sir. Only now again off aja,” sahut the Aunt who has been widowed for two years.

“Ya has received his application Asep complex security guard,” ledek Zayn.

“Ih, do you know anyway?” ask the surprised aunt.

“What the hell I don't know. Last night you kissed Asep, I know.”

“Ih, Aging ..” call the Aunt shy.

Zayn laughed and walked up the stairs. But before that he said to his aunt again. “Don't be late! Kebablasan. Repot.”

“Ish, no, sir. I can take care of myself.” Aunt sneered at Zayn who had passed away. “Ish, kok Mr. Zayn knows anyway,” murmured.

Arriving at the room, Zayn placed the tray on a small table that was right next to the bed. Then, Zayn sat on the edge of the bed, he noticed the beautiful face of Rara who was still sleeping.

Zayn took his phone in his pocket and took a picture of his wife. It looks Rara who is still closed by covering her entire body up to the neck. Behind the thick blanket, Rara was already wearing a thin and short satin dres with one strap on her right and left shoulder.

Zayn edits a little bit of Rara's open body and covers it. Then, he uploaded the photo on social media and tagged Rara's name with the caption “sleep aja pretty.”

Then, Zayn walked to take the remote to watch the television while returning to bed with Rara still lying next to him.

Every now and then, Rara squirms at the noise from the television that Zayn turns on. “Eum ..” Rara opened her eyes slightly and Zayn immediately turned to look at the wife.

“Hai, already awake?” asked Zayn while rubbing Rara's head.

Rara opened her eyes perfectly and immediately woke up when she saw a window that was already bright with sunlight that emanated perfectly.

“Hah, Dad. What time is it?” rara asked in surprise and looked towards the wall clock.

“Jam eight past fifteen minutes.”

“What? Zac and Zoey?”

“Relax, dear.they have me delivered to school an hour ago,” replied Zayn casually.

“You didn't wake me up.”

“Ngga nothing, you just rest. Prepare stamina to serve me again.”

“Daddy ..” whine Rara limp, making Zayn laugh out loud.

Zayn cute looking at Rara's expression. “Oh, yes. I've prepared a sarapn for you.”

Zayn put the tray right in front of Rara.

“”To add stamina?” asked Rara with a sharp look.

Zayn laughed again. “You could say so.”

“Zayn, you are such a pervert. The vow. Bummer.” Rara pouted.

“Hey, who told me to be so naughty. Make nagibil tau.” Zayn poked the tip of Rara's nose. “Udah let's eat! but previously drank this first.”

Rara's eyes immediately sparkled when she saw a glass of warm chocolate. “Wear white milk right?” tanyakanya.

“As per princess's favorite. Two tablespoons chocolate plus sugarless creamer milk,” replied Zayn.

“Ah, thank you. Daddy.” Rara received the glass from Zayn's hand. “Eum, still warm.”

“Yes, I asked Auntie to make it hot, so it's still warm now.”

Rara nodded.

“Eat also his Sandwich,” says Zayn again by taking one Sandwich for himself.

“Create you right?” ask Rara.

Zayn nodded. “Yes, surely you miss my sandwich.”

“Ah, fast. Zoey asks to be made two while in school.”

At the time, Rara and Zayn were unmarried. Rara grinned, making Zayn laugh.

The two ate the food together while watching television.

“That meal took a long time to be punished,” said Zayn glanced at Rara who ate slowly because while watching television that presented Infotainment shows.

Rara turned to Zayn's food which was only a little leftover while she was still quite a lot. “Ish, mode.”

Rara pushed her husband's shoulder. Zayn laughs.

“Eating him. The habit of eating while watching must be long.”

“Hmm .. yes.” Rara ate quickly until the mayonaise inside the bread fell to her lips.

Zayn looked at that and shook his head. He brought his face closer to Rara's face and ate the mayonnaise attached to the left corner of Rara's lips.

“Mmmpph ...” lamented Rara because Zayn not only ate the mayonnaise but *******exhausted her lips.

“Eum ... Daddy naughty.” Rara slapped Zayn's shoulder which attacked her lips all of a sudden.

“I told you, There is no food left on your lips, for I must have eaten.”

Rara sneered and rattled her lips, mocking Zayn who liked to reason, even though the mode.

Rara looked at Zayn who had already finished the meal. He also saw the corner of Zayn's lips that left a trail of mayonnaise.

Rara advanced her face towards Zayn's face and ate the mayonnaise that was at the right corner of Zayn's lips.

Zayn smiled and immediately received Rara's lips while hugging the body, making the full food in Rara's mouth reduced.

With a quick movement Zayn moved the tray to a small table and pierced Rara's body. “So bad you are now. Hmm ..” Zayn tickled Rara's waist.

Rara laughs. “Abis you nyebelin.”

Zayn laughs. “I ate you again nih.” Zayn tried to bite Rara's neck. However, the woman dodged while laughing.

“Do not, Dad! I haven't finished eating.”

Zayn laughed and released the body from his cage earlier. Rara still laughed, then got back up and ate her food again.

Rara and Zayn were still sitting on the bed with the lead on the television attached to the wall of the room.

Zayn sat leaning against the wall of the bed, while Rara sat cross-legged with a pillow on her thigh and a little Sandwich left in her right hand.

“Honey, eat it for a long time anyway.” Zayn sulked as his fingers stroked Rara's delicate back.

Then, Zayn advanced his body. Her lips began to trace the back of Rara's body.

“Daddy, patience dong. Not finished eating.”

“Leadership.” Zayn's lips continued to trace Rara's neck and back, until she unzipped the dress that night.

“Daddy,” whine Rara because her dress has sagged and almost displays two crazy bumps that. Fortunately, she immediately held the dress so as not to sag perfectly.

Zayn laughs. “Lawntime.”

Rara had finished the sandwich and got up to get some hot chocolate. Zayn was getting more and more anxious with Rara's messy look at the moment. Rara flanked the nearly fallen dress to keep it covering her chest. So too with messy hair because he just woke up.

Zayn again approached his wife with a perverted face. “Come, Honey!” Zayn again groaned the body of Rara who was busy drinking.

“Daddy, jeez.” Rara laughed at her completely perverted husband.

Then, Rara put the glass back down. “OK, Daddy. What do you want?”

“Eating you of course. It's strong, right?”

Rara laughs. “Yang overnight not satisfied?”

Zayn. “Ngga never satisfied with your body, dear. Candu tau ngga.”

Zayn returned to Rara. But before that Rara looked at herself behind the mirror. The mirror that lines the door of the large cupboard next to the king-size bed.

“Daddy, what's the sign?” asked Rara who saw many purplish colors on her body. “Hah?” Rara looked at Zayn.

Zayn smiled. “Possession sign, Darling.”

Because, Rara never got this sign from her former husband, making her wonder with the colors that are now on her body.

“Eum .... can be lost no?” ask Rara whining.

Zayn laughed again. He just found out that a lot of things Rara did not get from Reza. Really, Reza is really stupid, wasting a wife as pretty as Rara. If Zayn, it won't.

“You're wearing a hijab. So will not be seen others,” said Zayn relaxed.

“Ish, that the hell want you.” Rara hit her husband's shoulder again. “Jeb ... Sebel ... Sebel ..”

Rara hit Zayn on the shoulder so hard that the owner laughed and did not try to avoid the light blow.

Zayn locks Rara's hands and restrains her. “I can't stand it, Beib. You are too tempting.” Zayn smiled grinning.

“Oke, one round.” Rara displays her index finger in front of Zayn's face.

“No, five.” Zayn pointed his five fingers in front of Rara.

“What? Zac and Zoey will return home.” Rara whined back.

Zayn laughed again. “Aibi will take them first to the supermarket.”

“Daddy ...” shouted Rara who could do nothing but obey the will of her husband who valued her body.

Zayn again grinned and quickly took off his clothes. He returned to playing with the body that had teased him earlier.