White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Almost succeeded.

The young lord of the heirs of Praja Bekti had arrived at the grand residence of Praja Bekti with Yasmin, just as the dinner was over. Some of Radhi and Jelita's other grandchildren have been busy studying in their rooms. Only Hesti, Ridha's daughter continued to tail behind Jelita for asking for something.

The night is getting late, when Jelita orders Aksa and Yasmin to rest in the room, considering they must wake up tomorrow morning and welcome the arrival of Kara and Hanum.

"Go to bed, Aksa, Yasmin. Tomorrow papa Kara will be here soon and you'll have to get up early." Speak softly. Jelita, who was usually flat and like a living statue, now said softly in front of Yasmin, making Yasmin feel lulled and treated like a princess. The girl also felt she was well received in the Praja Bekti family.

"Okay, Oma." Aksa and Yasmin passed away going through the stairs, with Yasmin trailing behind Aksa. Yasmin's heartbeat was too fast. To be honest, this was the first time Yasmin had set foot upstairs and would first step inside Aksa's room.

Clamps.....

Silent. There was no talk of anything asking anything that came out of Yasmin's mouth when Aksa opened the door. The first time that Yasmin saw was, Aksa's room was dominated by white, black and gray. The atmosphere of the room with the lights were dim, making Yasmin squint. According to him, Yasmin was not comfortable with the atmosphere of such dim lights.

"You're uncomfortable, sweet heart?" Aksa seemed able to catch Yasmin's discomfort this time. From his movements alone Aksa can know.

"A.. I. I don't like such dimly lit lights." Yasmin said as she spread her gaze across the room. In addition to the dim lights, Yasmin also saw a variety of unique items and furniture that adorned the walls. Really, this kind of atmosphere, indicates that the owner is very masculine.

"From now on you have to get used to it. For tonight, I'll tolerate it. But you should start getting used to it after this, 'cause I don't like too bright a light."

Yasmin nodded in understanding. The woman was very clumsy and just stood next to the study desk. Aksa just smiled knot I realized his wife was confused about what to do.

"All your toiletries are all new and already provided by Oma inside. Just go in and clean yourself up. After this we sleep and do not get up tomorrow too late.

Yasmin nodded and passed into the bathroom. Yasmin was confused by herself. Last afternoon even Radhi told Yasmin to come without any clothes. And apparently, Yasmin had a glimpse of some women's clothes on display in Aksa's closet. All the needs of Yasmin, completely borne by the family of aksa.

After cleaning himself and washing his face, as well as cleaning the intimate part of himself, Yasmin came out of the bathroom and found Aksa focused on staring at his laptop screen. Aksa glanced over and turned off her laptop, before then she passed into the bathroom without a word.

Thus, Aksa. His attitude was hard to guess and also Yasmin was confused by the man.

With an awkward gesture, Yasmin laid herself down on the bed and covered part of her body with a blanket.

The sleeping dress that Yasmin was wearing, honestly made Aksa gulp her saliva with great difficulty. That was why Aksa had entered the bathroom speechless.

"Yasmin. are you tense?" Aksa asked when Yasmin felt her waist being hugged from behind by Aksa. Jeez, Yasmin stiffened the making.

"No, no. I'm fine." Aksa smiled obliquely. The young man continued to dip his hand in Yasmin's stomach, and further tightened his embrace.

The Aksa reaction wants more than just touch. That mischievous intention had now changed direction along with the comfort and warmth that flowed on his body. God, Aksa's going crazy if it keeps going like this.

"Say, Yasmin. You don't want anything from me?" Aksa made a soft and husky voice. Unfortunately, for Yasmin, Aksa's voice is very melodious and invites something that makes Yasmin also want more than just touch.

"I..want what does that mean?" Yasmin was nervous. Slowly, a sweat the size of corn kernels appeared in the second area of Yasmin's temple. Oh, my God, I want Yasmin to curse tonight, a night that doesn't even know anything.

"More than touch. What... You don't feel it?" Aksa spoke as clearly as possible.

Yasmin shook her head strongly. He felt this should not be left alone. Yasmin will be swept away and forget herself, even forgetting her original plan to work on Aksa.

"But I want it so much."

And Yasmin's heart felt like jumping out of her chest cavity for a moment. "You... willing?"

Yasmin was pensive in silence, until Yasmin found Aksa jumping out of bed and running to the bathroom. There was a sense of disappointment in Yasmin's heart, something Yasmin regretted.

This couple always seems to be clumsy. Should be, if they both want it, they are honest and do not need to be equally disappointed like this. Aren't the two married and equally ready to do something more like husband and wife? And the naive one here, is Yasmin.

My God, Yasmin was sorry, why did she not just nod at Aksa.

Yasmin was pensive for a long time until she fell asleep in her place. Who would have thought, Yasmin then woke up and was shocked at what had happened to her.

"Aksa? What are you doing?"

"Ssssssttt. Enjoy and follow it instinctively."

Yasmin has been defied.

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