Wife Pura - Pura (Non Old Virgin )

A Lifetime is Long

Sharen and Nathan really spent their time inside the Apartment. Chatting, watching movies, cooking together, making love, and so on. Two days later they were forced to separate for a while. Perform rituals and traditions before they carry out an official wedding.

"Nathan.geli....",

"But it's good, right...?"

"Hmmm...Nath..misuncle...",

"According to me.., enjoy me dear...",

No day without making love. Although she sounds shy, Sharen still carries out her duties as a wife who serves her husband.

Some days Nathan does not go to the office or look at his cafe business. He completely controls and handles his work in the Apartment. Everything he did for Sharen, so that his wife would not feel neglected.

With her half-wet hair due to having just had a big shower, Sharen approached her busy husband in front of the laptop.

"Honey.", he said soft and spoiled.

"Darling...?

tumben you said that to me. I swear yes, only this first time I heard you say dear.", said Nathan who immediately pulled his wife and hugged her.

"Can't you say that..?",

"By love, I'm really happy.

Can you call me dear, or love, papi, papa or bebi..? it's up to you.., just don't call names..",

"Why?",

"We are husband and wife, not a position anymore. Our status has changed, my dear...",

"Why are you talking about it now..?",

"Fear you're not comfortable.., I don't mean it either. It's okay, if you still want to call me Nath, but later if we already have children, the call changes yes..",

"Why wait until we have a baby? from now on you can too..",

Nathan smiled at sumringah.

"So, what do you want to call me?",

"Ayank.., dear...",

"It was Sha..",

"Darling..",

"You wooing? Surely you want to ask for something? You want what? I must have bought it.", though...",

"Yank...

can not if we have ***nya in the schedule aja..?",

Nathan frowned.

"HS that's not a lesson, why on the schedule of everything? if I no longer want to continue to not fit the schedule, how?",

"Yes scheduled, yes yank.., a week 2 or 3 times..",

"Why?",

"Too scheduled I can be ready.., use fragrances, use sexy lingeri let you like..",

"You always smell good, you don't have to wear sexy lingerie and I always like, always tempted by you..",

"Scheduled by yank...??",

"okay-okay..,

Friday afternoon, Saturday night, Sunday evening, Monday afternoon, Tuesday afternoon, Wednesday evening, who can not miss, Thursday night Friday.., how ?"

"Every day, every day" he said.

"It's really pretty if you're a manyun like gini..",

"Yank.", Yank...",

"Yes dear..

why anyway? are you tired of having sex every day?",

Sharen.

"That's my duty to serve you..",

"Continue..? why suddenly make a schedule..?",

Sharen looked at Nathan with a serious face.

"Why dear.?" asked Nathan to his wife.

"I'm afraid you're bored" he said, looking at Nathan so seriously.

"I'm bored because we do it every day? am I bosen with you?so this is the cause..?",

Sharen nodded.

"You got that kind of mind, where the hell is it..?",

"Not from anywhere...",

"I'm your husband, so it's only natural that I ask you?if you ask someone else's wife, that's weird..",

Sharen pinched Nathan's cheek with both hands.

"People's sick..",

"That's what you're supposed to do..,

"I'm serious too..

don't keep negative thinking the same as me, not good baby..",

"Not negative thinking, but just anticipation.I don't want to lose you..",

"Who will go from you? the matter of making love every day you think later I will be the same boss as you.

Baby, you know what?since we've been dating, you've changed a lot..",

"Changed?",

"Yes..

you're the same as me..",

Sharen silent.

"You're possessive of me, too..",

"Don't you like it when I'm bucin? do not like to be possessive with your own wife..?",

"It's so sweet even..,

but why are you so gini-like...",

Sharen.

"I don't know either..,

maybe because I've been selling too expensive with you for too long..",

"It's not expensive to sell, but because you are expensive..,

maybe because I also do not give the code yes to you, so you do not realize that I have long loved you..?",

"Since when?",

"I don't know when.., maybe from birth..",

"Dih.., really dreadful..",

"You know what? why do I wait even though you're the same?",

"Why..?",

Nathan tidied up the haircut that was around Sharen's forehead.

"Married that once in a lifetime.

You're all I want. There's nothing else. A lifetime is long, and only you can accompany me Sha..",

Sharen smiles.

"It's like yesterday I was with Satria, how?",

"You should know, if I went to the Aussie secretly because I was angry. Angry with Papa Mama, because I do not believe that the child in the stomach of the Goddess is not my child. My biggest reason for going to the Aussie was you. I am angry, resigned and have given up to make sure you if I am the best for you. I want to forget you.., but the truth is? we meet there, and destiny says something else. We can unite, even marry there. That's the sign, you're my soul mate.., I'm your soul mate...",

Nathan kissed Sharen's forehead as he finished saying it.

"Darling..,

thank you for waiting for me to realize, if I also have the same feeling as you..

don't ever get tired of knowing me, yeah..",

"Yes darling..,

just don't think negative thinking continues to be the same me..",

"Yes-yes..

Yank.., I want to..",

"Will?did you just.., your hair is still wet gini.really want?",

"Not that..,

I want BBQ-an.cook meat, taste good.", I...",

"Eating meat.?" asked Nathan, whose eyes were on Sharen's stomach.

"No cravings yank..

I want aja.", said Sharen who knew the meaning of her husband's gaze.

"Eater out..?",

"Huum.", though..",

"You're ready..,

I'm gonna go on, 10 minutes, yeah...",

"I changed my clothes first..

thanks yank.", she said with a kiss on her husband's lips.

"Pick change clothes, before I change my mind, make you not wear clothes again..",

"Ih perverted.", Sharen immediately stood up from her husband's lap and rushed back into the room.

"Pake clothes covered darling..."

"Yes" Sharen shouted from inside the room.