WHEN CASANOVA FELL IN LOVE

Chapter 31

"True love never betrays" Mora said.

"Yes. I will not betray, if I betray then I will make sure the world and its contents will hate me," said Juna, the eyes of both of them clashed, blood rippled making the heart of both twice as fast as racing.

"I love you." For what reason would a piskopath turn into this dork. Juna's face drew closer to Mora until it was not far away, Mora's eyes closed feeling the warmth of the breath that hunts each other, Juna looked at his wife meaningfully, his lips are now perfectly fused, ******* ranum mora's lips. Will tonight be a night of martyrdom for them?

The athletic man held Mora's tiny body and laid her on the bed. Mora Cantika blushed, cheeks met, Juna also lying next to his heart, the body of the two are not spaced even the breath of the two felt each other.

"Do you love me?" Tanya Juna looked at Mora's bead of clingy eyes.

Ja. I love you in my conscious right now" replied the innocent woman.

Mora's hand stroked her husband's smooth cheek, Juna stopped Mora's hand from rubbing his face, Mora's hand he put on his nape. Juna gently kissed Mora's lips lovingly, ********** until they dissolved into each other's pleasure and sweating together, both doing without the slightest coercion. God so quickly healed the wound in Mora's heart, out of what it was created.

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The morning prayer rumbles, the beautiful woman still in her husband's arms awakens, her eyes looking at every inch of her husband's face carefully.

"May God take care of me and you as well as our children" she said, but her voice woke her husband up.

"Let's take a shower and pray at dawn" said Mora, touching her husband's nose slowly, the beautiful woman loosened her arms but Juna continued to hug her tighter.

"A little while." He kissed his wife's neck.

"Mas. Later it was bright," explained Mora then he turned around and looked at Juna back.

"Mandi together!" The athletic man got up, took a towel and headed for the bathroom and was followed by Mora.

Spending a while in the bathroom, they came out with wet hair. Wearing clothes and facing the divine. The two dissolve in prayer until the last greeting, Mora said a prayer for the need for love in the sacred bond of marriage, considering there are other hearts that are hurt by it. Mora kissed the husband's hand and was met with a kiss on Mora's forehead.

"I love you hereafter" his his hiss was barely audible.

"What, Mas?" The innocent woman scrunched her forehead.

"I never wanted a farewell again" said Juna, grabbing her chin to look at her perfectly.

"God loves His servant who loves His creatures so much" Mora said.

"Yes. But I love you so much, expecting me to spend my old days with you," said Juna, then pulled his wife's hand slowly so that Mora sat closer to him. Back a fleeting kiss landed on Mora's ranum lips.

"Love God beyond your love for me, that God may love you" Mora said. The woman was also afraid of losing her lover, afraid that God would test their marriage again.

The sun had risen bashfully, a yellowish light was clearly visible. They spend the night with the sweetness of love honey.

The sound of knocking on the door made the two stop the conversation. The beautiful woman wanted to open the door but was prevented by Juna.

"Let me just." The bodies of both of them rose from the floor of the dozen prayer mats.

"Who is it, Mum?" Ask Mora curious.

"May not be ondel-ondel," said Juna, Mora smiled at Juna's name pinning ondel-ondel on the girl's thick lips.

Sure enough when the door opened perfectly Yasna stood there, her eyes looked at Juna in amazement, Juna's still wet hair made Yasna's desire rise.

"What's wrong?" Juna asked flatly, but Yasna was unmoved. "Hey...." Juna continued shaking hands at Yasna's face, as the woman blinked her eyes.

"Call for mama" he replied, his eyes turning to look at Mora with a look of dislike, the woman with the ripe lips was still in a mucena, and he was still in the face, otherwise, Yasna would have felt a great jealousy because she would have thought that the two men were on their honeymoon tonight.

"Okay, we'll be down in a minute!" Juna turned around and removed the sheath and folded it. Yasna glanced at the sexy looking Juna with a bokser above the knee.

"Heh, you should have read it. You're nobody in this house, so don't expect your mom to love you" Yasna said as Mora's body turned around.

"I'm her daughter-in-law so I deserve my mama's affection" said the woman with a large furry lips, no matter what Yasna did before and later.

"Honey. The chunky!" Juna calls his wife to get away from Yasna, so afraid that the thick-lipped woman injects words that make Mora hate her and Rani.

Mora approaches her husband and Yasna resentfully leaves two people in a happy mood. Juna's hands open the mucus that covers his wife's hair, drying the wet mucus because of water droplets from Mora's hair.

The athletic man took a hair dryer to dry the hair of Mora the queen who reigns in his heart at this time. After doing so and their dry wife's hair rushed down for breakfast, the holiday made them a little lethargic and also just refreshed the brain with refreshing.

"Sit down, have breakfast. There's something you want to ask" Rani said.

"Sit down." Mora sat beside Juna, the man first pulled the chair to have his wife sit next to him. While Yasna tilted her lips staring dislike towards Mora.

"What's up, Ma?" Juna was so curious about what Rani wanted to talk to him about.

"Don't make out at the office" Rani said, making Mora and Juna stare at each other.

"Frauding?" Juna scrunched his forehead.

"Lolita says you and Mora make out at the office. Your wife in the office as a secretary, you must keep the feelings of office employees. Understand!" Rani says the fashionable woman's words are a little firm and authoritative, but Yasna thinks Rani is angry at Juna and Mora, this is a good opportunity for her.

"Ga exists. We never make out, there is only Mora incandescent of my back that gets in the wind," explained Juna solemnly, but Rani's face remains flat and difficult to interpret.

" Mama don't fire Mora" said the tiny woman.

"Ga will love." Rani got up from her seat and approached Mora and kissed the orphan's head.

Actually the position of his son-in-law and Yasna is the same in Rani's heart but Yasna's attitude makes Rani fed up and ignores him.

"Mama left. Keep the image, Jun!" Rani patted her son's shoulder as support for the son. The athletic man simply replied with a smile and nodded, while the smiling Inah observed the warmth of their family.

The woman with the ripe lips had finished her food as well as Juna, as soon as she took the plates and glasses and washed them in the sink, no matter her husband and made Inah prevent it, she said, while Yasna rolled her eyes lazily and caught up with Juna upstairs. The thick-lipped woman never wanted to help, so Inah often ordered the middle-aged woman instead. After washing a few glasses and dishes she followed her husband upstairs. Actually Mora was a little afraid of heights but for the sake of the husband he tried to brush off the taste.

As she stood outside the room, hearing the noise of Yasna and Juna, what they were grabbing to make some things fall on the floor, Mora stretched the door a little, and the, at first he wanted to enter but he said, Mora was so curious about what Yasna told Juna.

"Mas I love you." Yasna screeched loudly.

"But I don't!" Juna's flat voice was clearly heard in Mora's ears, at least she was sure that her husband really loved her.

"Mas ... Aw...." Pekik. Hearing Yasna screech, Mora pushed the door and watched them.

"Mas!" Hardik woman berbir ranum when she saw Yasna's clothes torn and showed all her breasts to Juna.

"It's not like what you see, honey." The athletic man shook his head.

"Quite a lie yesterday, Mas. No need to play anymore. I'm tired!" Mora dropped a clear grain.

"Mas Juna forced me to serve him, Mora!" The lie, the thick-lipped woman sobbed, as if Juna was really forcing herself. So devious.

"Don't believe him, Mora. I'm your husband, I swear to God," said Juna in a panic, so afraid of losing the Mora he just had.

"Ga there's a thief who wants me, Mas!" Yasna Sabil wiped away her cultural tears and ran out of the room.

Mora was still stunned, the beautiful woman was sitting on the sofa while covering her face with both palms.

There is no woman who is not jealous to see her husband looking at the body of another woman besides himself.

"Morah." Juna came closer to Mora and stroked her hair slowly.

"Don't listen to the woman***** that," he growled. His teeth clashed against each other as if they were broken.

"Then?" Mora asked with a trembling voice.

"See the cctv." The athletic man showed footage of the cctv on his phone. Mora shook his head in disbelief at Yasna's demeanor which was so cunning and cheap.

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Kiss-kan author let the spirit of update!

Let it heal quickly too.