After Marriage
CHAPTER 170 - Mas And Darling

Carrying a plate of fruit slices in her hand, Alana went back up to the 2nd floor and headed for her room.

Slowly, he opened the door and entered slowly. Seeing the Altar still asleep made him afraid if

his presence is disturbing.

Put the plate he carried on the sofa table in the room, then sit on the sofa slowly too.

“Huh!” Alana breathed a sigh of relief, especially when she saw the Altar that seemed not to be disturbed in the slightest by its presence.

“If I eat this fruit Altar wake up no ya?” hiss Alana slowly. At first he wanted to eat the fruit when the Altar was awake and waiting for him there.

But if you look around, the fruits look so fresh and tempting. I don't think he will be able to if he has to wait later.

“Ah, I ate first,” putu Alana finally.

And carefully, he began to eat the slices of the fruit.

“Em, seger,” murmured slowly.

Asik eat fruit, Alana until not aware if the Altar has been awakened.

Still lying on the bed there, the Altar continued to stare at Alana who was eating the fruits.

The smaller, smiling Altar, the more beautiful Alana looked in her eyes.

Altar woke up, to make Alana jumped in shock too.

Fortunately, Alana did not choke on the fruit that she ate so surprised.

“You're awake? Did I wake you?” alana asked, seeing the Altar who woke up and approached her on this sofa.

And sat down right next to Alana, sitting so close that there was no gap between them.

Instantly, Alana's heart was pounding unusually. Thumping so fast. Alana even swallowed her saliva with great difficulty.

“Ka-you want this?” alana asked, while showing the apple slices in her hand.

Without answering anything, the Altar immediately devoured the apple, making Alana even more shocked.

Then he saw the altar, which was chewing on the fruit with a fixed gaze on it.

“Ke-why see me like that?” alana asked nervous and clumsy at once.

Seeing Alana's gurgle, Altar even mengulum smile. Just this time he saw a timid Alana like this.

Usually, if he looked at Alana, Alana would instead look back at him with a sharp gaze.

“What's wrong with seeing my own wife,” replied Altar finally, then first cut off their gaze. Return to focusing on the fruit slices inside that plate. Eat it greedily, just like Alana.

“What are you doing preparing this for?” ask the Altar, pointing at the fruit plate.

“Not, Kiran's mother made,” honest Alana anyway, but instantly she felt bad for herself.

Feeling unable to serve the Altar like a wife. Only slices of fruit, must be prepared by his mother.

“Al, there is something I want to say to you,” said Alana exclaimed, she even slightly lowered her head when saying that sentence.

To make the Altar wonder.

“What? Look me in the eye when I'm talking,” replied Altar directly, who did not want any misunderstanding between the two of them.

And Alana said, slowly she began to look back at her husband, the Altar who was now looking at her closely.

“Mu-from now on, I will call you Mas,” replied Alana softly, very slowly, until the Altar had to take pains to hear it.

“What? Repeat again, speak the truth, why whispers like that?” reply Altar, which Alana has made more and more

curious.

“From now on I will call you Mas!” Alana, with her voice rising.

Flinched like that, instead of getting angry, the Altar even boasted her smile. A smile that almost turned into an oddity.

“Really?” ask the Altar, between believe and not.

And he saw Alana who nodded her head small.

Seeing that, the Altar was truly happy. Grateful, Alana would really respect him as a husband.

“Alright, now try saying, I want to hear.”

Alana, immediately throbbed when she heard that speech. If asked like this, he felt really reluctant. So feel embarrassed.

“No want ah!” upset Alana, he then ate the fruit with greed, wanted to divert their talk about Mas Mas Mas.

“Ayolah Al, call me Mas, I want to hear,” ledek Altar.

Seeing Alana who flinch, Altar also had a nosy idea to tickle the stomach of the wife.

Tickling him a little, to make Alana contagious shocked and amused.

“Al! Amused,” annoyed Alana.

And hearing Alana who still called him Al, Altar again tickled Alana mercilessly.

Alana fell on the couch and the Altar overcame her.

“Ampun Al, Pardon!” pinta Alana after her laughter subsided, in the tickle of the Altar made her laugh out loud.

“Call me Mas,” Altar's word, he stared fixedly at Alana from above this girl's body.

“Iya yes, Forgive Mas,” replied Alana according.

And Alana's words, managed to make the Altar stunned.

For a moment, there was no word between the two.

Only the sound of Alana's breath was heard, tired of laughing earlier.

The gaze of the Altar deepened, making Alana flinch.

“Al, we can't do that, but can I kiss you?” ask the Altar, and ask permission.

Asked like that, Alana was really confused. To be honest, he would have if the Altar had kissed him, but his tongue was too faint to answer May, Alana was so ashamed.

All he could do was one, bite his lower lip while remaining silent.

And in what second, the Altar helped Alana to bite her lips. Biting her slowly until Alana opened her mouth and let the Altar go deeper.

Both of Alana's eyes were then closed, enjoying all the touches her husband gave her.

For a moment, the room was filled with only a crack, until Alana finally moaned as the Altar pulled her body until now she sat on the Altar's lap.

“Because you are now calling me Mas, so I will call you dear,” said Altar later, to make Alana tickle among the smiles she was trying to hide.