WRONG MARRIAGE

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Zalfa saw Arkhan asleep hugging a bolster pillow. The man was really like a big baby with his position sleeping on his side.

“Mas Arkhan!” Zalfa stroked Arkhan's arm gently. “Come, wake up, baby!”

“Hm!” arkhan murmured still with his eyes closed.

“Come wake up, dong! Plis!” Zalfa shook Arkhan's shoulders rather strongly. He'd be bad if he had to wait a little longer.

“Why?” Arkhan finally opened his eyes. He rubbed his reddened eyes for a moment. Then he looked at Zalfa.

“Come, wake up, it's noon.”

Arkhan nodded. At a glance he looked towards the open window, the sunlight was already inching. Zalfa was right, it was no longer morning for his size to fall asleep. But what's more, Arkhan didn't fall asleep last night because he came home at two in the morning. After that he made love to Zalfa and could only fall asleep at three. His body feels tired. But he stayed up and sat down, his hands fluttering the blanket to the side until the fine fur on his sturdy legs was exposed as he only wore knee-length pants.

“Mas Arkhan, what are you doing today?” Asked Zalfa with a glowing face.

“No.” Arkhan walked into the bathroom. Before long, there was the sound of water pouring out of the bathroom.

Zalfa was busy picking up Arkhan's knee-length t-shirt and jeans. He put the change of clothes on the chair.

Shortly after, Arkhan came out of the bathroom. The man really looks sexy with his wet body. The drops of water still flowed on the six pack Arkhan's body even though he had wiped it with a towel. Usually, men are not so patient when wiping the body so that just when wiping the body.

“I'm so hungry. What are you cooking?” Ask Arkhan.

“Waduh, I haven't cooked.” Zalfa.

Arkhan frowned in wonder. Tumben Zalfa hasn't cooked this hour. Arkhan's stomach was really very hungry. Last night Arkhan did not have time to eat because he was busy with work. Arriving home, he was lazy to the dining table because he was tired and sleepy. But for the business of bed work, of course he is still willing to take a moment. And this morning, it was not usual for Arkhan to wake up when he woke up, and this morning he immediately woke up when Zlafa wanted to eat breakfast. But the result is nil.

“Peace!” Zalfa raised two fingers up. “You're not really a laper, are you?”

“E uh, which shirt do you want to wear?” Zalfa confronted Arkhan who was facing the closet.

“Long pants and shirt.”

“You have no activities, yes I have used clothes that I prepared. Come, wear!” Zalfa offered the prepared clothes.

Seeing Zalfa enthusiastic, Arkhan no longer refused. He was wearing those clothes.

Arkhan observed himself through the reflection of his body in the mirror. “Look, wearing clothes like this, I look like I want to go to the market.”

“Well, that's my goal. We're going to the market. Come on!” Before Arkhan replied, Zalfa had already pulled Arkhan's sturdy arm out of the room.

To market? Arkhan could only follow Zalfa without a fight. He saw Zalfa thrusting the keys of the motor when they reached the yard.A wide smile on Zalfa's face was hypnotic which made Arkhan unconsciously take the key from the woman's hand. Yes, Zalfa's smile was really like magic to him until now he was on a motorcycle that went straight to the market. Wait a minute, is Arkhan seriously going to the market?

Arkhan scratched his non-itchy head as his feet had already stepped on the market. Boisterous, crowded, crammed, stuffy and assorted scents blend into one.

SERIATE.

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CLICK LIKE YUK

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