The Widow of the Widow

Pretends

Long Juan looked at his wife who was sleeping soundly. Only at times like this did Juan dare to look at his wife for a long time. Juan was eager to sit next to his wife to be a backrest for Fema's head. But this guy doesn't feel confident.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, 20 minutes, Juan was still staring at that pretty face. "My wife is so beautiful" she said. I don't know how many times he praised the beauty of this woman he had married.

"Emmmmmm" Fema began to move her body.

Juan sitting across from him quickly closed his eyes. He did not want to be found by Fema that from now on he had been staring at his wife for a very long time.

Fema started to open her eyes. The net auto wide open when he saw there was Juan, sitting on the sofa opposite him.

"Juan?" Fema was seen closing her eyes tightly and then shaking her head several times, to normalize her vision.It turns out true, Juan was already in his room and asleep. Of course Juan was pretending to be asleep. His eyes were closed, but his hearing was functioning properly. He could hear the moment his name came out of the woman's lips.

"Why sit there? Wouldn't it be better to sit and fall asleep next to me?" gumam Fema's.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, Juan waiting, what will his wife mumble again? Curious about this silence, Juan slowly opened his eyes. He could see clearly from the blemish of his eyes that his wife was stunned looking at him, propping up her chin with one hand.

"Gosh... Is he starting to open his eyes?" Fema awakens from her daydream when she sees Juan's eyes begin to open. There was nothing he could do but pretend to be asleep.

Juan could only smile at the funny behavior of his wife. "Gosh, he's so funny. Whatisthis? Pretend sleep?" inner Juan.

Don't know why? Juan who was never ignorant suddenly arose his intention to persecute his wife. He approached Fema and said "Long sleep. If it's like this, then your neck can be broken" he also carried the body of his wife who was pretending to sleep, intended to move it on a soft mattress, with Marsha.

"Geez, instead of waking me up, he's holding me? Whatisthis? Then what should I do? Pretend to wake up?" inner Fema.

Arriving in the room, Marsha was awake.

"Pa... Mama's asleep?" ask slowly with a whispering voice. Juan replied "yes, now change, mom is equally willing to rest, Marsha do not fuss well!" Juan whispered softly.

"Okay pa, Marsha wants to go out and do the job of the teacher first ya.."

Juan answered with a thumbs up.

"Wow, how is this? Both with him? I'm so embarrassed to wake up and it's just the two of us."

Juan laid Fema's body on the bed, then stared fixedly at his wife without any intention of distancing himself from his wife.

As if hugging a roll, Fema wrapped her arms, hugged Juan and drowned her face in Juan's chest, fixed with her eyes closed.

"Hmmmmm-hmm. My husband is very fragrant. He was good at picking the smells I liked. It turns out that pretending to sleep is the right choice." Inner Fema. She felt comfortable immersing her face there, inhaling the seductive scent of her husband's body.

"Whatchu mean? You're sending me a wellcome code?" Juan was really made hot cold by this behavior of his wife.

"If you want to, why not say it? Does he want me to start? Or does he just want to be like this? All right, let's follow what it wants. If he hugs me like this, then don't blame me for it." Juan stroked Fema's head very carefully. He dared to kiss his wife's head.

"Diaa.. kiss my hair?? Waitaminute! Was I shampooing properly this morning? I hope the smell of shampoo is still.!" The phantom can only scream in the heart.

"I am the outrageous one. What was I thinking so that it would courageously embrace her at a time like this!? But.. does he enjoy it?..

Juan's hand started to move. From the elusan on the head, now shifted stroking the back of Fema.

"Uuuuuhhh.. He stroked my back.Would this be called a tipper?" Fema cheered inwardly feeling the touch of her husband's hand.

"If only it could be like this every day, I wouldn't worry about that damn fourth month anymore. Ahhh.. What am I thinking? Didn't we decide to create this relationship so as not to be endangered? Does my husband still remember that commitment? He didn't forget, did he? But why did he never mention it?" Monologue in the heart.

"If only my wife could touch me every day like this. It must feel happy. Let everything flow by itself. But how many minutes is it? when are we like this?" Juan was getting sleepy.

5 minutes later, Fema did not feel the intoxicating elusan again from her husband's hand.

Juan closed his eyes. His hand he deliberately circled to hug his wife back. Wahhh he really followed the game of Fema.

"Oh no. What position is this? Like scenes in movies. But it feels very comfortable. My husband hugged me too. I feel so happy." Fema again cheered happily in her heart.

Fema slowly raised her head after guessing that her husband was asleep.

"Well, she fell asleep again. He looked very handsome," Fema muttered, and it managed to wake Juan, but the man did not open his eyes. He wondered what his wife would say again.

Carefully, Fema broke away from her husband. When he wanted to turn around and let Juan rest, Juan's hand hugged his waist in a relaxed manner, as Fema had done while pretending to be asleep.

"Oh. my.. God" said Fema, as Juan deliberately tightened his arms, not to mention that both of their faces, currently very close together, almost touched. Fema could hear the rumbling of her heart that was inside there.

"Dear, what should I do? You make me very nervous." murmured Fema softly. Fema's hand began to do what she had received from Juan. She stroked her husband's head while continuing to look at the face which was only 2 cm in front of him.

By itself, he brought his face closer to steal a kiss on the face. CUPS.

Fema was surprised not to play, because when he managed to steal the kiss, Juan opened his eyes.

Now, the two stared at each other, without saying anything. Busy with their own minds. With an irregular beating heart. What kind of situation is this? How should they explain it?

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Seriate.

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