The Tarnished Wife

Eliminate that trace

Mom, Non Rara is different now?” bi Inah asked Mia who was putting the dirty dishes from their dinner last night into her place.

Mia nodded. “Ya, it looks like so.”

“Aibi has never seen Mom, see Non Rara using such sexy clothes.” Bi Inah glanced at Rara who was tidying the dining table.

Mia peeked out from behind the kitchen wall towards the dining table. Since this afternoon, Rara has always been wearing open clothes. As of now, Rara only uses a sleeveless tee shirt with a shirt collar that is very wide until her cleavage looks a little. Rara did not use subordinates, so her smooth thighs were exposed until a little more to the two solid chunks behind it.

“Iya, yes. If the attention of Rara from earlier her clothes are very sexy,” said Mia.

“Means Den Zayn is great, can make Non Rara change,” said Bi Inah.

Bi Inah imagined when he was young first. She went wild after marrying her husband. But, all that ran aground after the husband first faced the khalik. Therefore, until now Bi Inah prefers to remain widowed and only focus on raising her two children in the village from the results of working in this house, because she thinks not a man like her husband.

Bi Inah laughed too.

“Why are you laughing?” mia asked the housekeeper who had served her for decades.

“Ah, my mind is so slovenly, Bu.”

Plastered

Mia nudged Bi Inah's eel. “Halah, your base is a pervert.”

“Had, pain Bu.” Bi Inah grimaced while rubbing her jidat.

“Lagian ngadi-ngadi you.”

Bi Inah laughed too.

The night is getting late, Rara has just put Zoey and Zac to bed in the same room, but different beds. Rara kisses her daughter's son's forehead and covers their bodies, then turns off the room lights before exiting the room and shutting the door shut.

Rara walked towards her room. However, when he enters the room, Rara does not find Zayn. The direction of Rara's eyes was fixed on the large box that her husband had brought this afternoon after returning from the house of Kemal. Rara did not open the box at all, because Zayn immediately put it in the corner of the room. Zayn didn't tell me what the box was and for whom?

Rara approached the large box and was about to open it, but she hesitated to worry that it was not hers. Then Rara went back out of the room to find her husband.

Rara went down the stairs and her feet stepped onto a terrace on the side of the house. He saw Zayn sitting opposite Sanjaya. Two other men geenrasi was seriously playing chess. Since childhood, Sanjaya has never won from Zayn when doing this sport. Even Zayn had defeated his father-in-law in front of the crowd, because at that time they were opponents at the seven dozen complex event.

“Dad, dong sabotage husband Rara,” whine princess Sanjaya.

Sanjaya turned towards Rara flatly. Sanjaya's serious face. “A minute, Nak.”

Zayn did not turn to Rara because he was serious about strategizing to defeat his father-in-law.

“Dad, you're not sleeping? From the morning you have not rested,” said Rara by looking at her husband close, the article is currently Rara sitting on the handle of the sofa where Zayn sat.

Zayn still did not glance towards his wife. Rara felt neglected. Rara knew that her husband was still sulking.

“Daddy.” Rara shook Zayn's arm.

“Ra, you are so spoiled gini anyway,” said Mia while smiling and pursing her forehead towards the princess.

Mia was also just about to approach Sanjaya at that place.

“Abis Black, Bun.” Rara is still whining.

“Nyebelin what the hell, Darling?” asked Zayn who looked at his wife's face.

“That, wanted to play chess compared to me.”

“Skal,” Zayn said as he moved his finger on the chessboard.

“Zayn.” Rara was still whining because she was neglected.

“Udah deh, done. Take care of your wife,” Sanjaya said.

“Ih, Dad cheated. Zayn almost won.”

“But Rara from earlier was noisy,” said Sanjaya again.

“Father's son is noisy, especially if in ran ..”

Rara immediately smothered Zayn's mouth making the owner of the mouth laugh. Rara rounded her eyes towards Zayn.

“Yes already, sleeping. anyways Dad bothers Zayn aja.” Mia punj tidied up that chess piece.

“OK morning we continue,” Sanjaya told Zayn.

“OK, Yeah.”

Mia invites her husband into their room and leaves Zayn who is still with Rara there.

“Ish ... nyebelin.” Rara twists Zayn's waist.

“Aww .. pain, dear.” Zayn grimacing.

Then. Rara was about to leave her husband. He stood up immediately. However, Zayn immediately blocked his wife's arm.

“Where to?” zayn asked while looking at his wife.

“Tau ah.” Rara is still upset that Zayn almost opened the card to her father.

Rara looked up and still wanted to get away from the sofa that Zayn was sitting on.

“Eit, here!” Zayn immediately pulled Rara's body to fall on her lap. “Kok so you're the one who snags. I'm the one who's craving.”

Rara glanced at her husband. “Your old gambek. Sebel.”

Zayn laughs. Then, he rubbed Rara's cheek. “Abis, who didn't sprain his wife in kissed ex. The one that was kissed was also smelled again. No effort to avoid it?”

“It happened too fast, Zayn. I can't escape. I'd have asked for your approval after he took a shaman. Keep the same you get.”

“I get it salaman doang ya, not kiss cheek.” Zayn was still stroking Rara's smooth cheeks. “It'll have me now.”

Zayn's voice sounded funny in Rara's ears. The adult man looked like a child, making Rara laugh.then, Rara confirmed the position of sitting on the lap to be facing. Rara sat on Zayn's thigh by wrapping her legs around his waist. Rara deliberately put up a sitting position like this to tease her husband.

“Then kiss me, so that the trail is lost,” said Rara by looking fixed on her husband's face.

Zayn smiled. Then kiss Raar's cheeks and lick him. Rara just closed her eyes, enjoying the touch. Just like this, Rara's sensitive parts had already reacted. Zayn's hand was not silent. As usual, both hands will guerrilla feel the whole body until the fingers are right touching the sensitive part below.

“That's wet, Darling.” Zayn's voice sounded heavy, after he was satisfied to remove the traces on both cheeks to propagate to the neck of the level of Rara.

“Eum, you made it like that.” Rara floated feeling the pleasure of Zayn's finger toying on hers.

Zayn smiled. He really liked Rara's passionate face like this. “I'm the man in charge, darling.”

Suddenly Zayn removed his finger from the part that made Rara almost explode.

“Eum .. kok released anyway, just want to take,” Rara whine makes Zayn laugh again.

“No, you must be legal first.” Zayn lifted up his wife's body and led Rara to her room.