A TASTE (YOONA AZZURA)
A TASTE OF 21~ OTHER PEOPLE'S WIVES

Day by day alternately, now Afgan has healed completely, only the scar on his face is still imprinted, but that's okay, Provided he's been allowed to go home.

The trip from Singapore to Indonesia made Afgan a little tired. Now he and everyone else were in the car that Papa Afgan picked him up.

When the car has arrived in front of the Afghan Apartment. Mama Afgan and Afgan get out of the car, followed by Yoona rushing down but there is one, her hand prevented by Marchel.

Yoona turned her head back as Marchel looked at her so sharply, her eyes looking at Yoona expressionlessly.

Yoona shook her head softly pleading with Marchel, but Marchel was still determined to let Yoona come with him, Afgan saw Yoona still in the car he was approaching his wife, she saw Yoona staring in fear as Marchel clasped her wrists.

"Chels.. Take off your hands "strict Afgan

Marchel looked up at Afgan who was standing next to the car. Marchel smirked as she looked at her half-brother's dead-red face restraining her anger.

Yoona was finally able to escape from Marchel's hand. She immediately came down and hugged her husband.

Afgan rubbed Yoona's back which shook along with her stuffing, she led Yoona into her apartment.

Marchel looked at Yoona's back which slowly drifted away as she walked until she was no longer visible when she entered her apartment. Marchel told the driver to head home.

Afgan and Yoona were sitting on the living room couch.

"Darling... Sorry " said Yoona

"Shut!! Do not apologize again, later I can not stand" said Afgan while leaning his wife's head on the chest of his field.

" we want to be happy.. Why be meweek mebek " said Afgan

Yoona looked up at her husband, she smiled sweetly. Afgan wiped the tears Yoona came out dripping on the cheek using her thumb.

As quickly as lightning, Afgan grabbed Yoona's waist until Yoona sat in the lap of Afgan.

"Eh!!" Yoona flinched as her body sat on her husband's lap.

"Hm.. You don't miss me " said Afgan when Yoona pushed her chest a little.

"Kangen.." his whining then Yoona flurried hugging her husband, kissing her husband's ears made Afgan aroused, Afgan kissed his wife's cheeks switched he hugged tightly around his wife's waist making them not distant.

" Yang." said Afgan who had ignited passion when Yoona kissed her neck.

"Hm.. " Yoona answered on the sidelines of her activities.

"Move to yuk's room." take Afgan and he holds Yoona like a child. Yoona's reflexes placed her legs on her husband's waist.

Yoona draped her hand she smiled sweetly looking at her already misty Husband in her passion.

Yoona POVs...

I deliberately lured Afgan so that we really do what married couples do in general. Almost two months after my marriage, I am a wife of course I also want the presence of a child. I think my husband is completely healed, I took the initiative to stimulate him in the way I could and it worked.

I wriggled as my husband's hand slipped into the shirt and felt the curves of my body, occasionally sipping my stomach made me move more agitatedly and grabbed his curly hair.

"Ah.. Yang. " said as Afgan's soft lips touched my cleavage.

My husband came out of the shirt I was wearing, he flicked my shirt up to my chest. I saw that Afgan had lost his mind, he grinned as I looked at him while biting my lower lip.

He kissed my whole body not forgetting his hands mere*as my chest and his lips still faithfully traverse my body.

He opened my br* and displayed my chest completely, I saw that Afgan was looking at him hungry.

I squirm more and more as my p**club enters my husband's mouth, he takes a sip and tickles me with his tongue.

"Yaaangg.." I said with my voice slightly sighing, I felt Afgan increasingly becoming so as I let out my sighing voice.

Afgan looked up then turned to devour my lips, no... I couldn't keep up with the kiss I was just giving up what my husband did. I opened my mouth as Afgan bit my lower lip a little bit stronger. I closed my eyes enjoying my relationship with my husband, his tongue moving freely within my oral cavity, very enjoyable to make me groan a little as his tongue tickled my whole mouth.

"You are not naughty right." said Afgan when removing the connection made me realize and opened my eyes slowly. I looked into her bead eyes, for a moment I remembered my current state, even I had become someone's wife even though it was a series. But it is undeniable that I could not let my husband be on the verge of death at that time, to the point of making me agree with the foolish terms of my husband's half-sister.

I sobbed to make Afgan flabbergasted and then he turned to lie next to me.

"Cup cup cup.. Why?" my husband said as he stroked my hair, I hugged my husband and hid my face in the chest of his field.

No. gabe.. I can't stand this way I have to tell my husband I don't want my husband to misunderstand me nor do I want this second marriage of mine.

"Yang.." I said slowly as I looked up at my husband.

"Shuut!! " My husband brought my head back into his arms.

I have to tell you before my husband finds out from someone else, I better tell him myself.

My tongue felt muffled, unable to say a word, I only cried in my husband's warm embrace.

Yoona POV..

Yoona cries in Afghan arms making Afgan's body vibrate in rhythm with Yoona's sobbing.

Unconsciously Yoona closed her eyes making her fall asleep in the arms of Afghanistan.