Want a Life of Heaven

144. first kiss?

Sleep feels better, though,

The exploding mouthpiece became his escort.

A warm touch is the lighter.

Dream clearance is absent tonight,

The expected is real before the eyes.

...

The night stepped on a third, Agnia began to move from her sleep because she was accustomed to waking up at the same hour. His eyes began to open slowly, he pointed next to him.

The man was still there, sleeping in the same position for several hours. His breathing was regular, his face was calm and unmoved. The link of her hand had been broken for some time, making Agnia freely pull her hand from Akmal's open hand.

Agnia sighed softly, slowly opening the blanket that covered her body. Not immediately awake, for a moment he was busy feeling strange things at the bottom. Slowly rise to be sure, and..

Surprise. Agnia was astonished. Is he that sleek? Is his sleep that quiet? Until his menstruation came and he was unconscious. Surprising.

Her body was not good since a week ago, do not know if menstruation came precisely on the first night of her wedding. Very effective indeed.

Agnia hurriedly got up, immediately running towards the bathroom with all the necessary equipment. Can't be caught when her husband wakes up.

The noise made Akmal wake up, squealing for a moment. His sleep is indeed easily disturbed, so that the movement of Agnia can be as easy as bringing his consciousness back.

After tilting his body and supporting his head with his arms, Akmal's eyes fell on the red stains on the bed sheet where the wife slept, the red stains that were not too much there.

Akmal sniffed softly, smiling thinly. Immediately understand what is happening. Menstruating on the first night? It seems that Akmal does have to be more patient to get his first night ration.

...

Long enough for Agnia to come out, she cleansed her body and came out fully clothed. Anticipating Akmal who might have woken up from his sleep when he finished bathing.

Sure enough, the man had been sitting on the lip of the bed, whether since when to wait so. "Why long?" he asked, sounding like a spoiled complaint.

"What's wrong? Need anything?" ask Agnia, remember her Tentenya advice about Akmal who could not have asked and asked for something.

Akmal nodded, his face refreshed and did not appear to be waking up. Makes Agnia very sure if her husband has been awake long enough.

"Here.." Akmal said as he patted the bed, gesturing for Agnia to sit next to him.

Agnia was eager to refuse, but in doubt decided to approach. Not always he always avoids and behaves awkwardly, is not it?

Not yet Agnia sat her butt, Akmal's hand first pulled Agnia's arm when affordable. The movement made Agnia fall into Akmal's lap unexpectedly.

A shocked roar was evident on Agnia's face, her chest rumbling. Thinking whether from now on Akmal would be aggressive like this? Agnia swallowed her saliva, unprepared. In the end, what should happen will happen too.

"Stay this way.." Akmal held back Agnia's body that had nothing to do with revolting, not willing to let go of an opportunity like this just like that.

With her well-tied hair, as well as pajamas exposing her tie-free neck, Agnia accidentally teased him. Not to mention the smell of soap that emanates from his body destroys Akmal's defenses that originally wanted to play beautiful, slowly but surely.

However, his male instincts could not be contained, and what he was hugging was his own wife. Akmal for a moment swallowed hard salivation, getting carried away when Agnia did not show rejection.

Where could she wince, Akmal's embrace held her back. Agnia decides to shut up, again reminding herself that Akmal is her husband. And what Akmal wills upon him is lawful.

Slowly the man brought his face closer to Agnia's neck, inhaling the fresh scent there. Agnia was made to move uncomfortably at that time, able to feel Akmal's laughable breath around her neck. And..

"Actually.." Agnia suddenly restrained Akmal's chest from getting any closer, speaking without looking. "I. I'm menstruating, so.."

Akmal chuckled, Agnia was back out of her reach. His wife had just got up and moved away, knowing full well to avoid him. "Now that it's dawn, you better be prepared.."

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As much as possible the shadow of the incident earlier Agnia get rid of, not very comfortable. It was embarrassing even though it happened between her and her husband.

And in this hectic manner, Agnia indirectly shifted her concentration.

Akbar, whose thoughts were chaotic and crazy, when he saw his brother coming out of the house with a basket of clothes and went to the backyard, just followed him.

"What?" Agnia asked flatly, already smelling the misfortune of Akbar's grin that was now standing before her, stymied by the clothesline.

Akbar watched his brother's movements, as if looking for prey. And his eyes instantly turned enthusiastic when he saw the bed linen that his brother would sunbathe. The enthusiastic gaze showed his brain that was not right it had traveled too far. "Something seems to happen semalem.." chirpednya, without needing to be considered can be guessed by accompanied by a wide grin.

Agnia did not budge, continuing her activities. His sister is crazy, just imagine! About just cooking as a joke?

And cook should he explain if nothing happened between him and Akmal on their first night?

Akbar smiled amusedly. "I did not expect, Ma'am the same Akmal was a gercep." he said again.

Agnia did not budge, bringing the empty basket of clothes back home. And don't talk about Akbar with his empty brain, Agnia doesn't care.

Feeling that it is not fun, Akbar still tried to disturb Agnia to be satisfied later. However, his steps stopped as Akmal blocked him.

"Hey!!" Akmal, who had just returned from the mosque, saw his brother-in-law and his friend disturbing the wife immediately acted. "Morning still! Don't bother my wife!" he said, intended for jokes.

Akbar. "Lo's wife is my sister, Akmal!" reply Akbar, do not want to lose.

"Better be careful.he's again in fashion don't be bothered."

Akbar frowned, momentarily digesting. "ah! You mean menstruation?" tanyanya, after a moment of remembering when the last time her brother got his period.

Akmal nodded, assuring.

"Pantesan he can not be joked with." murmured Akbar, shortly staring at Akmal with an enthusiastic look back. "That means last night you weren't, dong."

What's?! Akmal frowned, 'that's what Akbar meant he understood. But the reason why Akbar is so concerned with such affairs, Akmal does not understand.

...

One suitcase was ready on top of the ranjamg, Agnia pulled the zipper slowly. Finished inserting his clothes accompanied by Akmal who sat on the lip of the mattress while looking at his wife's face.

Agnia frowned to find Akmal's gaze so, fortunately aware of the gaze after all her activities were completed. Trying to be ordinary, Agnia asked in her typical cynical tone. "Ngapain, see that kayak?"

"Drug." replied Akmal lightly, even more intensible gaze after that.

Agnia tried to be indifferent, choosing to ignore her husband and walk towards his closet. Combing whatever items he had not put in the suitcase, for him to take to Akmal's house.

"Don't bring a lot of clothes, Ma'am." said Akmal, sounding very close. Made Agnia instantly close her closet, turning to the origin of the voice. "Later we shop together, buy new clothes" he said.

Akmal was standing there, right behind the closet door he opened just now. Surprisingly enough, Agnia was unaware of her husband's movements.

Agnia sighed softly, why did she feel that Akmal could not be far away from her. Even though he is ordinary, he needs more time alone.

Akmal blocked Agnia's arm, of course he did not want to be far from his wife. Pulling Agnia until her back touches the closet door, she moves intimidatingly.

In a gentle way, Agnia did not melt. In an aggressive manner, it remains un-collapsed. How about intimidating like this?

In this situation Agnia can not wart, it becomes uncomfortable because Akmal's position of one movement can give a kiss to her. Agnia held her breath.

"I have one question." said Akmal, with a gaze falling on Agnia's lips.

"A.. what?" Agnia stammered, already understanding from her husband's gaze. But keep asking, hoping is not the thing he is thinking about right now.

Akmal's deep gaze pointed at his eyes, a strange thin smile accompanying his question. "When did I get my first kiss?"