Touch My Body's

Gratified

Lovers seeds ...

During the fasting month the author will be up the night, well

Because this is a 21++ story so try for all readers who fast, read this novel after breaking or before sahur for our comfort together ...

So later if there is a sweet part or play do not protest again the same author, well 😁

Happy fasting for the fasting 🥰

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"Darling...." Mulan blinked her eyes repeatedly when she heard the voice of a man she was very familiar with.

Rama sat beside the bed with a worried face but also grateful in his heart. Mulan began to open her eyes slowly as she felt relief.

"Whoa, it's Yang," said Rama again.

Mulan turned her gaze towards Rama with a heavy head.

"Ra..," said Mulan.

"Yes, Yang. It's me." It's me." Rama took Mulan's hand, rubbing the back of her hand before grasping it.

"It hurts, Ra."

"Which one, which one is sick?" asked the man in deep silence, panicking.

"My hands."

"Hand?"

"Yes, my hand hurts so much you remass a strong kek gini," lamented Mulan felt her left hand throbbing pain.

"Eh .. sorry, sorry, yang. I'm too cool to see you've woken up," kekeh Rama again rubbed the back of Mulan's hand.

"Let's see you sleep a long time, I can't sleep for days, Yang. It turns out that seeing your eyes open can make my heart deg with other than you undress," continued Rama deliberately teasing his wife.

Mulan clucked, smiling with her husband. "Your brains are never far from that!" he said not surprised.

"That's what love is, Yang. His name is also husband and wife. In addition to taking care of each other well, playing each other on the bed..," said Rama laughs amusedly.

The atmosphere that had been tense slowly melted away as Mulan's smile grew more and more from her thin lips.

Rama was grateful that doctors said his wife's condition would gradually recover over the next few days.

"I'm sorry, dear. Because of me you get hurt like a gini," said Rama in between their laughter.

Mulan frowned, confusedly staring at her husband. "Kok so you're the one apologizing, Ra? Is it you who told people to push me off the emergency stairs?" Rama shook his head.

"So, why are you apologizing? This, it is not your fault Rama..," Mulan continued softly.

It is still very clear to Rama how Mulan is when he found her on the emergency stairs at that time.

Until now Rama still continues to blame himself for not being able to protect Mulan when his wife desperately needs his presence as a protector and guard in his life.

"No, Ra. It's not your fault. I was also the one who thought why would you want to meet on the emergency stairs and not go straight into my room. You do not need to blame yourself, whose name is also calamity we no one knows. I'm not pa-pa, I can still live and meet you I'm so grateful, Ra..," Mulan said with sincerity.

Mulan understands how Rama feels right now, she just wants her husband to stop blaming himself and considers the fateful incident that happened to her yesterday was her fault.

"But I—"

"Udah, not pa-pa. I'm alive, right this way? We don't have to talk about what happened, Ra. You have been by my side for more than enough. I'm happy to see you again." Rama was silent with tears in his eyes.

The woman who was still pale with a drip needle stuck in her hand looked like a wingless angel in Ramah's eyes.

Lucky is probably the single most appropriate word to describe the feeling Rama has of Mulan at this time.

"Thank you, Yang .. I'm also very happy to have you. Maybe among the thousands of guys out there, I'm the luckiest because I can get a woman as good as you. Thank you for letting me into your heart." Rama approached intending to kiss Mulan's pink lips.

Just closed each other's eyes to welcome the meeting of their lips. Donal came to open the door of Mulan's treatment room abruptly.

"God...!" said the mature man in tannery was shocked.

Rama retreated, followed by Mulan, who turned away her embarrassed face.

"Uncle, why the hell did not enter the door first?!" jendak Rama was upset, his favorite activities were disrupted.

"Where does Uncle know if you want another kiss, Ra .. anyways you are there. Your wife just realized you've been playing nyosor like there's no beautiful tomorrow!" donald was not to blame.

Rama clucked, moving his chair slightly away from Mulan's care bed.

"Well, aren't you guys friendly yet?" connect Donald who turned out to close his eyes since then.

It's nothing, he's just uncomfortable seeing his best friend's son almost kissing in front of him. Donald immediately remembered the lips of his wife he liked.

"What, anyway?! It's been a dariadi times, Uncle!"

Donald slightly peeked out from between his fingers and slowly lowered his hands from his face.

"Later if you want to kiss or play, tell Uncle. Uncle will put a signboard on the doorstep for you."

"Ish, don't bother Uncle! Uncle Kayak was never young!" sahut Rama is still upset with his best friend's father.

Donald chuckled, circled around Mulan's treatment bed and stood by her other side. "It's customary, Lan. You need not be ashamed. Back when it was young Uncle beti-beti behavior like you guys like this."

Mulan felt her face turn red at Donald's words. It could be that the man who was no longer young was looking very relaxed after seeing him and Rama who had almost kissed just now.

Mulan simply smiled back at Donald's words with the feeling of wanting to immerse herself into the bottom of the ocean.