Unknown Love's

Seductively

Kinara squirmed, she blinked her eyes. The clock on the wall, three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Hooaamm.i overslept as it turned out", he murmured softly.

He immediately got out of bed, took ablution and shaytan ashar.

After the prayer, Kinara pensively again. He remembered Viona's arrival this afternoon.

"Lord, please take care of my husband.", he prayed.

Kinara glanced again at the clock in her room, it was almost four o'clock and she felt astonished that her husband had not returned home yet.

Kinara immediately headed for the kitchen, she prepared their dinner. For almost an hour, the chicken and potato fried sauce were served at the dinner table.

"Hallo, mas.", Kinara opened her voice shortly after her call was received.

"Yes, why baby?", asked Erlangga.

"Why haven't you come home yet? there's still work?", asked Kinara back.

At the end of the phone, Erlangga smiled. Not usually his wife contacts him first and seems worried because she has not returned.

"Why? you miss?", teased Erlangga.

Kinara's cheeks blushed, "Mom.no. Usually at this time you have come home" he replied shyly.

There was the sound of Erlangga's little laugh, "If kangen is also fine, dear. I'm still in the office, there's a little bit of work to do, sorry I didn't tell you I was late today".

"Oh yes, be careful and go home quickly".

"Ok sweetheart".

Kinara's heart felt calmer as she knew where her husband was at this moment.

'Hmm.I'd better take a shower. Stuck my body', he thought.

Kinara indulged herself in the bathroom. He chose to soak for quite a long time, letting go of his fatigue today.

Chequelek

Apartment door open.

"Basically sloppy, the door was left unlocked. What if a stranger comes in?", murmured Erlangga who came without Kinara being greeted.

He looked around, not finding the figure of his favorite wife.

'Where is he?'.

Erlangga went into the room and heard the sound of water from the bathroom. Kinara's still in there.

Erlangga smiled faintly, she opened her suit. Take off his shirt and leave only the inner shirt and trousers that he wears.

Erlangga leaned her body on the head of the bed while playing her phone. Check out some of the emails that came in today.

Kinara was unaware of her husband's arrival. Feeling refreshed enough, he rinsed his body and took a towel and wrapped it around his body.

'If Mas Erlangga hasn't come home, I can do this, ' he thought gladly.

He opened the bathroom door and when it opened, Erlangga turned his head. His eyes and Kinara's eyes met. Kinara was surprised that her husband was there, looking at her sharply, watching her from top to bottom.

Kinara was intending to go back into the bathroom, but suddenly a burly hand restrained her steps.

Erlangga pulled his wife's hand so close. Kinara's face started to feel hot.

"How long do you want to bathe, hm?", asked Erlangga half-whispering. His sturdy hands had already locked Kinara's waist.

"Ma.ma.ma.sorry mas, I.I didn't know that you were here. A. I guess you haven't come home yet" replied Kinara nervously.

His heart is pounding. How not, during marriage, this was the first time she looked like that in front of her husband. Usually Kinara would bring a change of clothes every time he took a shower, so he came out of the bathroom already dressed. But this time he didn't do it, because he thought Erlangga wouldn't come home so quickly.

Erlangga touched Kinara's wet hair. Kissed her a few times.

Kinara was still lowered, hiding her already flushed face in the chest of Erlangga's field.

Erlangga smiled, "Why look down, dear? are you ashamed?", he raised his wife's chin.

The look of Kinara's face was so blushing, making Erlangga feel anxious.

"You seduce.", whispered Erlangga in Kinara's ear. There was a strange gelenyer that suddenly burst out when Kinara heard the whisper.

"And you were also careless, leaving the front door unlocked. What if a stranger came in and saw you like this?", asked Erlangga, he gently squeezed Kinara's little nose.

"Sorry, mas.", that's all Kinara could say.

Their eyes stared at each other. Slowly, Erlangga's two hands began to touch Kinara's face. Gently rubbed his cheek. He kissed Kinara's forehead and clenched those tempting pink lips.

Kinara's mind wanted to resist, but somehow her body accepted.

"Mmhh...mas..", sighed Kinara at Erlangga's lips****** her lips.

Erlangga kissed her so softly and deeply, making Kinara's body feel electrocuted and trembling.

"You deliberately welcome me like this, hm?".

"Ti.no mas. I. I just forgot to bring a change of clothes in the shower earlier", Kinara swagapan. Erlangga kissed him again.

Slowly their bodies moved closer to the bed. Little by little Erlangga dropped Kinara's body there by not releasing her lip link. Kinara's position is locked. Erlangga let go of her kiss.

Realizing she was already on the bed, Kinara was shocked and panicked. She tried to get up and avoid her husband, but Erlangga had already confined her. Clamping both Kinara's thighs open.

"M.ma.mas, a..I.I want to get dressed first", silly statement.

Erlangga smirked, he did not reply. His eyes looked wildly at the body of his wife who was only wrapped in a towel.

"M.mas, please let me go. A. I. I want to get dressed", again, Kinara repeated her request.

Erlangga grinned even more as Kinara's body moved, trying to let go of her lockdown.

"Why should I dress, baby? I'd rather see you like this. You are really seductive", Erlangga replied with a breath that looks hunting, holding back the turmoil within her.

"But, mas.mmmhh", Kinara sighed as Erlangga's lips re-locked her lips.

Their two hands were united, squeezing each other. Erlangga really could no longer hold himself back.

"Mas.I beg you to let me go", little screamed Kinara as he got a chance to speak. But Erlangga didn't bully him.

His lips now began to explore Kinara's neck, leaving some traces there.

"Aaahh.mas.", Kinara sighed as she felt a strong suction on her neck. The ties of the towel started to come off, showing Kinara's upper body.

Erlangga smiled a triumphant smile. He was enjoying the moment more, the beautiful scenery and the sigh of his wife made him even more passionate. Both of his hands were now playing around with something sensitive belonging to Kinara.

Kinara's body was getting hotter. He was eager to fight back with all his might, releasing the grip of Erlangga's hand on his chest, but his body seemed to be enjoying it.

"Honey, can we do it now?", whispered Erlangga gently. His passion has peaked.

Kinara's blushing face showed anxiety upon hearing her husband's request. He knows where the max is. But at the moment he is not ready to do so. Kinara shook her head.

"Why? I promise I will do it slowly", said Erlangga. But Kinara still shook her head. He can't speak anymore. Tears began to pool in her eyes.

Guilt suddenly burst into Erlangga's heart when she saw the woman she loved tear up from her actions.

He immediately let go of his grip, and sat down on the side of the bed, letting Kinara get up and rush into clothes. Kinara immediately picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.

"Ma..mas.", after getting dressed, Kinara immediately approached her husband who was still sitting quietly, bowing his head at the end of the bed.

"I want to clean myself first", answered Erlangga short and passed from the presence of Kinara who was still sculpting.

For some reason, there was a wound in his heart seeing Erlangga's attitude like that. But he was also aware of his wrong attitude towards Erlangga. Rejecting the truth is her husband's right.

Kinara's tears flowed back, between sadness and guilt. He originally intended to apologize, but, well, that's it. Kinara opted out of the room, picked up her prayer tools and prayed maghrib in the living room.