
The morning mentari has arrived. Alvian and Alea had already woken up. Alea was inside the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe. Alea had just finished her bath and must have been shampooing too. Alea stood in front of the mirror looking at the part of his neck that was filled with Alvian possession marks.
"So it's called the first night" he muttered with an amused smile. He had just tasted the first night after getting married. Even if it wasn't the first for him.
"But what we did last night. What can be said the first night. Not before we got married we ever did. But I didn't at that time...