Turns out He's Just Mine

MP

After the meal, Imran took Mila to his room. Private room on the top floor.

Chequek....

Imran opened his door the rose scent and the therapeutic scent of the candle immediately burst into Mila's nose. He stared at the bed that had been decorated exactly the same as the newlyweds room. Rose petals in the form of love decorate their beds. Imran led Mila to her bed.

" lady... Mas." Nervous Mila.

" why? You nervous?" Ask Imran.

" I... Yes, it is." Mila Sahut.

" No need to be nervous honey we just follow our instincts yes, Mas will do it very gently and slowly." Imran.

" Clean yourself first and then put on the clothes already in the bathroom." Connect Imran.

" Okay, Mas." Mila Sahut.

Mila went into the bathroom to clean herself up. When he saw the clothes hanging on the bathroom wall his eyes were perfectly rounded.

" Lingerie? How do I wear it? Oh my gosh I'll feel ashamed in front of Mas Des, how is this? Where I promised to give myself up to him again." Monologue Mila.

" Dear in use, I turned off the lights so you shouldn't be ashamed." Shouted Imran from outside.

" Hah Mas Des is psychic times huh? Just know what I'm worried about, Mas Des is making me felling in love deh." Mila.

Mila immediately put on clothes that looked like fishing nets, so transparent. The color is the same as the dress, Maroon red is so fitting and contrasts with the white skin. Mila covered it with the bathrobe that was there.

Chequek....

Mila exited the bathroom, Imran stared at her.

" Lhoh kok closed using bathrobe anyway Yank, Open donk let Mas record in the mind Mas, Let Mas memorize every curve in your body." Seloroh Imran's.

" I'll go in if you do." Threat Mila.

" Don't donk yank, you don't know how much it hurts to hold on all this time, here." Imran said leading Mila to the bed.

The two sat facing each other. Mila only realized that Imran only uses a towel on the bottom.

" Have you taken a shower?" Ask Mila.

" Yes... Shower in the next room." Imran Sahut.

Imran pushed Mila's body slowly to lie on the bed. Imran immediately supported him. He brought his face closer to Mila's face making Mila close her eyes. Imran kissed Mila's lips. Imran bit down on Mila and Mila opened her mouth slightly. Imran sucked his tongue into Mila's mouth. He exposed every inch of it inside Mila's mouth. Imran melu***Mila's soft lips. The two of them enjoyed each other's cold hot sensation that both of them created.

Imran's kiss came down to Mila's neck. Her tongue playing there makes Mila hiss. Imran made a lot of ownership traces there.

" Massa." Desis Mila.

Imran continued his activities, he played at the top of his wife's twin mountain. I don't know who started it now both the same pol*s.

" Dear this will hurt so much you can claw Mas's back, Share the pain with Mas ya." Imran.

" I'm not going to hurt the people I love." Mila Sahut.

"Alright it's up to you, if the pain stop Mas, Mas come yes." Imran.

" Hm." Mumbled Mila nodded her head.

After praying Imran began to lead his edifice towards goa. He began to enter the cave slowly and gently. When he almost managed to enter perfectly, Mila suddenly moaned with pain.

" Engh." Mila bit her lips while squeezing the bedsheet strongly. He held his voice so as not to sound Imran. Mila doesn't want Imran to feel guilty if she knows she's in pain.

" Dear are you in pain?" Ask the silly Imran.

" No, I was just surprised." Mila Sahut.

" If it hurts, we'll just delay it, baby." Imran.

" No need to go, go ahead." Sahut Miles.

" It's not really pa pa pa." Imran.

" Yes, just believe it." Mila Sahut.

Imran continues his game. He treated his wife very gently. The overwhelming sensation made Mila really fly into the clouds. A sigh*n and moans filled their room. The first night that Imran gave her was really impressive. They both spent the night together. Happiness was so in the hearts of both.

" Good thing you've taken care of her for me." Imran said kissing Mila's forehead.

" Hm." Mumbles Mila.

Imran hugged Mila's body. The two closed their eyes in the morning.

" Awh." Pekik Mila felt pain in her core. Hearing Mila scream in pain Imran opened his eyes.

" dear.... Does it still hurt?" Imran asked approaching Mila.

Mila looked at Imran who was still long*ng.

" Close your body first." Mila.

Regardless of what Mila said, Imran carried Mila to the bathroom.

" I can do it myself." Mila. He was very ashamed of their situation. How not? Imran carried it with their bodies similarly plain.

" Let's help, you'll still be sick." Imran Sahut.

Imran sat Mila in a bath up that he had filled with warm water before. Imran also entered.

" Why did you come in?" Ask Mila.

" Want to take a shower baby does anything else." Imran Sahut.

Without saying much Mila followed what Imran did to her. Rubbing her body with soap, Carrying her rinse under the shower, Even Imran also dressed for her.

"Your hair is beautiful, dear." Said Imran who was combing Mila's hair a little wet, Mila did not want to use a hairdryer because she thought her hair would dry unhealthy.

" My wife is beautiful now." Imran said kissing Mila's cheek.

" Thank you, please." Mila Sahut.

" After breakfast we go home." Imran.

" Yes, yes." Mila Sahut.

As promised after breakfast they went home. The clock was showing at eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Mila started cooking for her lunch. When it was finished Imran came to him.

" Because Mas does not have lunch at home, Mas there is an urgent need and must be there soon, Mas is waiting." Imran.

" Well, I've been cooking." Unar Mila was disappointed.

" Well, I'll eat at home first, and I'll tell them to wait." Imran. He could not bear to see the disappointed face of his wife. Moreover, their relationship had just been well established.

" Thank you for appreciating my cooking." Mila.

" Same with darling." Sahut Imran kissed Mila's forehead.

Mila took food for Imran as he had done for several months.

" Please Mas." Mila put the food plate in front of Imran.

" Thank you dear." Imran.

Both of them ate with great service. Finish eating Imran pampit to Mila. At home Mila was lonely. He tried to call his friend. The call was soon connected.

" Hello Mil." Sapa Risa over there.

" Hello, how's Lo doing?" Ask Mila.

" I'm fine, what about Lo?" Risa asked back.

" I'm good too." Mila Sahut.

" Are you unboxing yet? You guys married her a long time ago." Temptation Risa. What he always asks is that.

" Want to know Lo." Mila.

" Yes donk, the romance must have been unboxing last night." Guess Risa.

" Apasih Lo, Udah ah I close the mall if the phone asked for sure it is, Kepo Lo." Mila hung up her phone. He looked towards the glass.

" What! What'sthis?" Pekik Mila ran towards the mirror. He twisted his body in front of the mirror staring at the red mark on his neck. In fact very much.

" Geez, savage is also old virgin, once unboxing can leave this many traces." Monologue Mila.

TBC......

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