When Love Teases

82. Floating Together

It's still morning. It's only 9 o'clock. Praying sunnah 2 rakaat after being celebrated. Puput looked at Rama with a tinge of shame. Closing your face with your palm after getting a kiss on your forehead.

"Aahhh, I deg-degan." Shouted Luput was restrained because it was covered in his own palm.

Rama chuckled while shaking his head. Anxious would. Opened the palm that covered that reddened face. "Dibikin enjoy, baby. Don't tense. We're going to heaven together." Enveloped body that is still wrapped in mucus is full of love. Give twice a kiss on the cheek.

The sound of knocking on the door sounded. Rama rose up with vigor towards the door.

"Thank you, mbak." Rama receives a package from mbak Nur, the second ART that is in the house. He said that no one should bother him while he is in the room.

The door closed again without forgetting to lock it. Twice in the test rotate the handle to make sure the door is locked or not. Clear.

Rama approached the recently finished puput folding the mukena. Hugged it from behind.

"Fun the husband is worship. Yes worn!" Smiling meaningfully, handed over a paper bag with the brand name wife David Beckham.

Inside the walk in closet, the puput takes a deep breath, exhaling it slowly to expel the strain. Her reflection in the mirror wearing red lingerie, made her grimace. Dissipated with the transparent fabric that shows the assets of his body.

But indeed the task of pleasing the husband must be fulfilled. Must be good at luring the eyes of the husband to always be fixed on him. Out there, it could be a lot of women who will tempt the husband who has a physical and financial charm.

Moreover, Rama had to go abroad for a long time. His job is to satiate the desire of the husband to remain affectionate and loyal, although long distances will separate temporarily.

...***...

POV Rama

All the window blinds I've closed, though there's no way anyone could have peeked. But just want to be comfortable, more privacy. The air conditioner is also a room freshener already in on mode. While waiting for Puput, I replied to a message from Jo, agreeing to a virtual meeting tomorrow afternoon. Waiting for Ben to arrive in New York, which had flown at dawn.

The smell of perfumes made me look up. These unblinking eyes looked at the girl standing in front of the walk in closet door. My logic is still conscious to immediately turn off the hape. Spontaneous my jakunku up and down looking at that seductive sight.

This is the moment I've been going to from yesterday. Really, my passion was pushed up to the crown to see the sex Puput, my wife. I approached her who looked embarrassed and uncomfortable wearing that red lingerie.

"Honey, my love, my sexy wife....." My voice is heavy. I could no longer paint a picture of how much I adored him. My lips and tongue were playing around his face and neck. Sipping the softness of his skin, inhaling the fragrance of his body.

"I'm ready to give it up for you, my husband." Soup smiled sweetly, put my hands around my neck.

What a beautiful sentence that makes my maleness soul even more burning. Scooping her soft, wet lips had already become opium. I rummaged his dense bo kong with lips clinging to each other. Just needing to pull the ribbon knots on both her shoulders, the lingerie sagged down onto the floor. I carried the body to bed.

"Don't forget to pray!" Puput reminded me on the sidelines of my activities to spice it up.

Ja. I did forget. So excited to touch every inch of my beautiful wife's body. I paused for a few seconds to recite the do'a.

"Aww, sick." The pupils grimaced while holding my head that was about to set again.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Forgot..." So hunting her to hear every de sahan and lengu han from my wife's lips, the suction stamp of ownership I made seemed too harsh. I soften my activities again.

...***...

When sharing sweat is done without coercion, but full of sincerity from the heart. Channeling feelings of love and affection in the union of divine diridhoi, sick because of foreign objects that force entry it still feels. But of course it doesn't cause trauma.

With patience after two failed attempts, this third time, the narrow goal was broken. Rama kissed the entire face of the sweaty and grimacing Soup. He gave a pause while rubbing the corner of the watery puput's eyes.

"Is that sick, baby?" Rama stared at pity while caressing a weakly nodding face.

"But I'm happy. I managed to keep it to hand over to my husband." Farting with glassy eyes. In the breath that goes up and down, under the confinement of the husband who shuts.

Rama smiled. Happy and proud to be together. He continued after getting permission. Bringing Puput together take a step towards the peak of pleasure. Praise speech words accompany every movement. From slow to medium to slow and fast. Until the door of heaven the world as if plastered real in front of the eyes. He is not selfish, the mutual whimper is proof that he brings with him the heavenly angel to the peak of the highest pleasure.

"Darling..."

"Hm."

"Only I can see all this." His possessive attitude emerged. Behind the blankets that covered the innocent bodies of the two, Rama hugged the Horses curled under his armpits. He held a blanket to cover the shoulders as white as milk he adored it. He rubbed and tidied the long hair of the wife who nodded weakly, helpless in her arms.

"Darling..."

"Hm."

"You want to read, don't you?"

Sontak made Puput open his eyes and look up. Groped the corner of his lips.

Rama chuckles. "You think he's that iler, don't you? Why is parno. I'm a regular dong." With anxious pinch of the nose of the puput until red.

Puput blushed. "Keep why should I read if there's no iler." The blanket that reaches the neck is lowered to below the armpit because it feels sultry.

"Because you're getting more beautiful. Shining." Because of the dropped blanket, Rama smiled knots staring at the masterpiece stamp scattered on the neck and chest of the Frog.

"Means that Aa must also be the same. You're also getting better looking and brighter." Puput rubbed Rama's cheek in a twinkle full of love.

Rama raised an eyebrow. "It doesn't need to read. We're the mirrors."

Time shows at 11 over 15 minutes when both choose to be behind the blanket. Rama only got out of bed for a while to get drinking water from the dispenser.

"I'm so sleepy but subdued again Duhur." Puput. Tiredness silat match nothing compared to fatigue after making love with a long warm-up.

"Papa did not sleep first. Let's have some energy for tonight. I want some more. It's all day long for recovery." Rama is meaningfully.

Rama also fell asleep. Until then awake when the puput moves to parse the embrace and sit down.

"I'm gonna take a shower." The puput held Rama's hand which would pull him back to sleep.

"We're taking a shower together!"

"But...."

"Don't refuse! We've seen each other. There is no need to be ashamed." Rama did not accept the protest. He carried the body of the puput to the bathroom.

The pupils feel pain in the core while sitting in the closet to urinate. While waiting for Rama who filled the water in the bathtub in different bulkheads. Both soak in aromatherapy fragrance with warm water temperature. Alternately rubbing each other's bodies. Pinched and biting each other accompanied by spoiled laughter.

The walk under the shower is the last session of the shower. Rama uses it while his hands guerrilla in all directions. Ignoring the Puput who snorted spoiled because the bathing event is getting longer.

...***...

At five o'clock in the afternoon. Cia just got home from her office. Of course, with Damar's bodyguarded. Because he was still afraid if he suddenly met Adit.

"Mbak Nur, Kak Rama and Teh Puput where? How lonely." Cia looked at Mbak Nur who brought two avocado juice at her request. Damar's getting a call. He was heard discussing the work with a serious look.

"Den Rama and Neng Puput from morning until now have not come out of the room. He said no one bothers. Lunch is also taken up." The 35-year-old ART smiled knot. Excuse me for coming back to the kitchen.

"God! Not been in the room all day." Cia bobbing head. Heard by Damar who just finished calling.

"Maclumin. Maybe we'll be like that." Damar looked at Cia who seemed to blush. Who hurriedly sipped his juice to disguise the wrong behavior.

"I will propose to you after Rama returns from Amrik. You want it, baby?" Damar stared softly.

Cia's heart was racing. A pink tinge rose on his cheek. While biting the straw, he nodded timidly.

After Damar finished his juice, he went home. Cia ushered until the terrace accompanied by a wave of hands and a sweet smile. With a chest that burst with joy, the youngest child Papi Krishna climbed the stairs to his room with smiles.

Finished bathing and descending again into the living room, there was already Rama and Puput sitting on the sofa with the television on. Cia joined the sit with the sight of her brother sleeping on the lap of Puput.

"Ah, forgot. A minute!" Cia moved again and ran towards the stairs. Making Rama and Puput look at each other by linking eyebrows.

"Aa, Via next week's wedding. My family was going to Banyumas last night. I'm good at what?" Keeper massaged Rama's head slowly, at her husband's request.

"Best gift thanks. Via is your friend. If he already has a house, buy furniture for example mattress or whatever. Budget 10million. Anyway buyin mementos from us are beneficial." Rama is still closed to enjoy the afternoon indulgence in the lap of Puput.

Puput was clearly stunned by the amount of budget that Rama allowed. But on the one hand feel happy because Via got the blessing of his marriage. "I'll ask Via what he wants to buy. Let's just use it." And Rama answered with a nod.

Cia came again with a small white paper bag with CA Store logo. "Teh Put, this is a gift from me. Sorry I was late. Your abis suddenly married."

"Eh, what is this?" Puput receives with a shocked expression as well as happy.

Rama opened his eyes to hear the conversation of his sister and wife. "Open, baby. Mostly liquid soap. Because Cia knows we're gonna take a shower."

The puput spontaneously smothered Rama's mouth. Her face reddened let alone Cia now laughing loudly at her.

"Oh oh you're clamor.....🎤. All day long in the room. Hmmm....." Cia was increasingly deliberately teasing the newlyweds.

"What the hell, Cia. We are just quality time. Two more days, your brother's leaving." Puput. He kept the mouth of Rama who thrashed want to make a sound.

"Oh.so. So all day playing barbie just like playing a game." Cia smiling mesem. "Eh, no. Maybe play doctor" he continued accompanied by laughter again.

"Eh, I'm opening this right now, okay?" Puput shifted the theme that made his face already very cooked. He stared intently at Rama as his provision opened. Threats not to let ceplos talk.

"Leak or no night!" Puput took a whisper in Rama's ear as Cia carelessly picked up the orange on the table. Rama raised his hand to the front of his ear. Saluted.

"Masyaa Allah, this expensive gift. Thanks, Cia." Puput wide held a box with the logo of apple somplak. The latest type of phone.

"Together, my brother-in-law." Cia smiled broadly. The prize was received with enthusiasm.

"Review kw, baby!" rama said casually after looking up at the same type of mobile phone as him. He plans to buy it tomorrow. Of course from Cia's counter. But first the sister gave a gift.

"SHEETS!" Cia threw a couch pillow over her sister's stomach. "My hands are all ori."

Time keeps rolling. Chanel news tv echoed adzan magrib. Rama prepared to go to the complex mosque which is 200 meters away. He chose to ride his bicycle to the mosque. While Puput and Cia pray at home musholla. Along with Cia, Puput did a home tour because all day the world is only as wide as the room.

Mami and Papi arrive home at 9 p.m. When the newlyweds have entered the room, close the door and lock it.

"White, call Brother and Sister Toggle Tea, don't you?" ask Cia back because Papi asked them where they were.

"Don't! Let your brother not be disturbed. He needs supplies." Papi quickly banned the youngest who was ready to turn around.

"Equired what?!" Cia squinted her eyes. Demand the answer of the papa.

"Cia, that. Bring your suitcase to the room!" Mami Ratna answered both questions. Glared towards Papi who was laughing grimily. "But, Cia doesn't understand." The reprimand as soon as the girl passed pulled the suitcase. Towards a room located on the lower floor with a window facing the garden and fountain.

Papi Krisna summed up Mami's shoulder, walking up to the room. "Yes, only Mami knows. So, tonight Papi also wants to be equipped? The day after tomorrow will have to go to Surabaya," he whispered while kissing his wife's cheek with a friendly.

"God! Forgive dah. My eyes are constantly stained from yesterday." Cia patting jidat. Just out of the room, even caught the affection of his parents. Although he was grateful and proud, his luck was good. Being in the midst of a harmonious and loving family. Parents who never show quarrels in front of their children. But the problem always exists. It's just settled neatly full of maturity, behind his children.