Wife To Reyhan

Chapter 40

In the morning, Zahra was busy making video calls with her husband.

Reyhan used to be cold, now turned drastically to be very romantic.

“Honey, why go so suddenly anyway?!” zahra protested for not saying goodbye to her.

“Iya. I'm sorry, but the bodyguards will bring you here. So get ready,” Reyhan said.

“Hahs. I don't understand?”

“Honey will be here to meet me, and I take you for a walk. Let's just say it's our pending honeymoon.”

Zahra was silent for a moment.

“Why silence? What else are you thinking? Now get ready quickly,” Reyhan said again, still busy with his computer.

Zahra nodded, after ending the video call with her husband she immediately prepared.

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On a clear morning, Meysi woke up first. He felt a heavy object coiling in his stomach, when he was about to turn his body he just realized it turned out to be a burly hand coiled in his stomach.

“Gosh! Is this Arga's hand?” he murmured in the heart.

Slowly move the hand away from her stomach.

However, Arga instead tightened his embrace. Just as he was hugging the bolster, even his legs rose onto Meysi's feet.

“Arga, I cannot breathe!” meysi patted Arga's hand slowly.

Arga only replied with his muttering voice.

“Arga!” call Meysi again.

“Why do my dreams feel real?” muttered Arga still with her eyes closed.

“You don't dream!” meysi said again.

Instantly Arga immediately opened her eyes, looking at Meysi who was beside her who was completely real.

“What do you see? Unhand me! I can't breathe!” meysi protests again.

Arga immediately regained his senses, seeing his legs and hands above Meysi's body.

He quickly moved it and changed position to be on his back.

It was seen Meysi sighing in relief.

“Why can I be in this room?” muttered Arga.

“You forgot? Last night you moved to the room,” said Meysi was about to get out of bed.

“Oh yes?” Arga immediately pulled his wife's arm, because he also just remembered if they were currently legal to be husband and wife.

Meysi falls over Arga's body.

“Aaa ... The arga! What are you doing?” dejected Meysi.

“I should have asked. What are you doing in my room? Have you desecrated me?” squinting his eyes while hugging the wife's body.

“Basic is not sane!” meysi Grunts.

“There may be me desecrating a man. Let go of me!” trying to release Arga's hold.

Instead of letting go, Arga pulled Meysi's body down.

“I won't let you go, before you confess. What did you do to me last night?” asked Arga to bring his face closer.

“Arga, don't be crazy! I didn't do anything to you,” Meysi said still a little rebellious, what else their faces were so close.

“Long!”

“I swear, I didn't do anything.”

“Then, why am I stunned at your beauty this morning?” asked Arga looking at the wife's face.

Meysi who was originally rebellious, immediately fell silent even their neutrals momentarily met each other.

Seeing Meysi's red face blushing, he immediately turned his face the other way.

Arga puts his face on Meysi's neck, the smell of Meysi's body making opium.

“Do not go,” said Arga lirih.

Meysi frowned confusedly, hearing Arga's words.

“I'm still here , not gone.”

“Don't leave me,” said Arga who still hid her face around Meysi's neck.

Silent moment.

Meysi's hand began to rub Arga's head slowly, while the other hand hugged Arga's body.

“You really want me to stay here?” ask Meysi gently.

There was no response from Arga.

Arga raised his head to look at the face of the wife who was so close, in the conscious state of the two.

“If I want you to stay here, do you want?” asked Arga, his net plan did not move from the face of the wife.

“Do you want to maintain this marriage?” ask Meysi back.

Arga smiled, then nodded.

“Then why did you leave?” meysi asked with Meysi's hand moved on Arga's face. To wipe the sweat on his forehead, but this morning it was quite cold.

“My father has kicked me out and you also left me. At that time I could not think clearly, which in my mind was a very deep guilt.”

“I thought, you must hate me so much. Until I promised myself not to appear before you again.”

Meysi smiled, he kissed Arga's forehead at a glance.

Arga was so shocked by Meysi's current treatment of her.

“I'm sorry,” Meysi said.

Without waiting any longer, Arga fused their lips that he had long wanted to taste.

There was no resistance from Meysi, as this kiss was first for her on the lip area.

Feeling no welcome from Meysi, Arga took the initiative to start the game on their lips.

It gave *******n a plan, slowly there was resistance from Meysi.

Long ago it became violent, making Arga almost uncontrollable again.

The lips moved to Meysi's neck, until a voice sounded****** quietly came out of his wife's mouth and left some traces there.

Arga's hand slowly unbuttoned his wife's shirt, and his hand began to play spoiled in there.

“Arga,” call Meysi while pulling Arga's hand which he thinks is very disturbing because he is not used to it.

“Iya,” sahut Arga with breath down and up.

“Sorry, I can't give you that yet. Me ...”

Arga smiled, then placed his index finger on the lips of the wife.

Now their positions face each other.

“Forget that past. I feel guilty, for having married my own sister.”

Meysi chuckles.

“Oh yes?”

Meysi nodded, Arga pulled Meysi into her arms.

After a long hug, Meysi's stomach began to feel hungry. What's more, he hasn't eaten since yesterday at all.

“Arga, I'm very hungry.”

Making Arga immediately let go of his embrace, he only realized that Meysi had not eaten since yesterday afternoon.

“Gosh! Wait a minute, I'm cooking for us.”

Arga let go of his arms, then got out of his bed.

It was impossible for her to ask Meysi to cook, she knew very well that Meysi had never touched any kitchen items at all.

However, if he asks himself to fight Meysi forward.

Meysi smiled at Arga's departure.

Before Arga's departure from home, he was already very lost. Either the feeling of a sister losing her sister, or the feeling of a wife.

After thinking for a few days, Meysi finally decides to accept Arga as her husband and is determined to find Arga's whereabouts.

However, Reyhan first brought them together. Until he no longer bothered to find the existence of Arga at this time.

“What kind of husband are you, letting his wife starve,” mock Meysi standing by folding his hands, while looking at Arga's shrewd hands cooking.

Arga just smiled hearing Meysi taunt him.

“Iya, Princess. I'm sorry yes,” is soft.

“You take a shower?” tanya Arga saw Meysi carrying a towel on her shoulder.

“Hm ..” hours.

The net is still fixed on the hands of Arga who is very good at cooking.

“Do I need to bathe?” goda Arga looked pervertedly at him.

Meysi clucked in annoyance.

“Basic sister durhaka!” step quickly into the bathroom.

“Hei .. I'm your husband!” said Arga chuckling at Meysi's pouting face.

Now Arga focused on his cooking, a simple food that is fried rice for breakfast they both.

Long enough struggling in the kitchen, Arga finally finished his cooking.

Meysi just came out of the bathroom.

“Arga,” call Meysi with clothes already attached to her body.

“What's up?” ask her gently while washing the cooking utensils she uses.

“I can ask for help?” Meysi seemed hesitant to say it.

Arga washed his hands, then approached his wife who was still standing in the bathroom doorway.

“Say. Hopefully I can help you,” said Arga rubbing the water running on his cheek, the water comes from Meysi's hair is still wet.

“A-I don't have any pads. Can you buy it for me?” meysi asked a little doubtfully.

Arga was silent for a moment, he smiled then nodded.

“Only that?”

Meysi.

“I take a shower first, after that I will buy it for you.”

After saying that, Arga rushed to the bathroom.

It didn't take long for him to bathe, he immediately put on his clothes and went out to buy his wife a sanitary pad.

Near his rented house, there was a small shop selling complete goods. Incidentally, the store is the owner of the rented house he currently occupies.

“Bu,” call Arga on the owner of the stall.

“Eh, there's son Arga. What do you want to find?” tanyakanya.

“You bought a sanitary pad,” said Arga without hesitation.

The shopkeeper frowned in surprise, because he knew that Arga was a male.

As if understanding what the shop owner was thinking, Arga explained.

Until the shop owner, he understood.

After paying him, Arga stepped back to return to the rented house.

On the way, his steps came to a halt when he saw the same woman when he came to his house last afternoon.

“Bang, Arga.”

“Iya Bu,”.

“Is it true that the woman in your contract is your wife? Why does he look older than you?” tanyanya enthusiastic.

“Why? She is my wife.”

“Oh. Bang Arga has no intention of marrying me? I want to be second.”

Arga who heard it immediately shook his head.

“Sorry, I'm sorry. My wife is waiting at home!”

Without waiting any longer, Arga rushed away and left the woman who was still sculpting.

The woman looked at him cynically, while clenching her strong handle.

“I will make you crazy about me,” he murmured while firmly clenching his hands.

“Atime!” gerutu Meysi was sitting waiting for her husband's arrival.

Before long, there were footsteps coming and opening the door.

“Sorry, you must be waiting for me.”

Meysi just nodded, then took the plastic in her husband's hand.

Then hurry to the bathroom.

Seeing his wife stepping into the bathroom, he locked the door of his house. Because it looks from a distance if the widow woman who met him earlier, still pay attention to him.

“Basic is not sane!” grouse Arga.

While waiting for his wife, Arga took breakfast for the two of them which he had served on the plate before.

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