After Marriage
Chapter 92

Hours back from work, Kiran came home last. Not because

there are impromptu meetings or do monthly reports. Except waiting

her husband came to pick me up.

Kiran waited at her desk, just stayed

there are some office boys who live here.

“Mbak Kiran want to drink coffee?” hail the OB

kiran was waiting alone.

“No need sir,” replied Kiran briefly. Without much

again, the OB resumed his work.

Again, Kiran checked her phone, it should be 10 minutes

then Aslan had arrived here, but until now her husband was not

come around. Kiran felt anxious, even when she was about to call Aslan's number

also, the number is out of reach.

“Yes Allah, mas Aslan where the hell? Hopefully Aslan

alright, O Allah,” murmured anxiously.

Kiran decides to wait for her husband

just in front, sit in the waiting chair in front of this showroom.

Shortly after, he sees Aslan's car coming,

the color and plate that he so memorized.

Without waiting for Aslan to come down, Kiran went straight

just ran over to her husband's car,. Aslan just opened the windshield

looking at Kiran who was running in a hurry.

Then just open the door next to it.

But Kiran's eyes puffed up at the sight, a bouquet of flowers

a red rose lay on his seat.

“Mas?” kiran needs an explanation.

“Sorry I'm late, want to give you a little surprise,”

answer Aslan honestly.

Kiran blushed, then she took the flower and

get in the car, with your heart pounding.

“Cantik,” praise Kiran while looking at roses

that, kissing her over and over again.

“Beautiful, same as you.”

“Aaaa.” Kiran melts, then erodes the distance and kisses

the husband's lips are friendly. When he was about to release the kiss, Aslan held him back, instead,

deepen their kiss until they hear a sound of whipping.

Long enough the two clinging, until the second breath

I was so breathless to take off that kiss.

“Mas ih, naughty,” complains Kiran, because in the car

and being in the parking lot where he works, Aslan charmed him so fondly.

Even the buttons of his shirt were opened by Aslan, to make the contents

pop out.

“Sorry dear, khilaf,” replied Aslan chuckled, then he

responsible for rearranging the appearance of the wife.

Romantic things like this are what Aslan wants to feel

he took and picked up his wife.

“What is it?” ask Aslan on the small colored plastic

the white Kiran carried in her left hand/

“Drug Mas, I caught wind, was vomiting, was,

fortunately there is Widya who anter me treatment,” replied Kiran honestly, but

hearing that Aslan put on a face he didn't like.

“Why not tell me?”

“Just in the wind dear, not an important thing,” replied

Kiran, timid.

“Kan Mas Aslan who made me catch a cold, this morning

I took a shower 2 times,” Kiran by putting on a face that was clear, so Aslan

not scolding him for not preaching it.

Aslan sighed, confirming the wife's remark.

“Sorry yes dear,” said Aslan later, then interesting

Kiran to mssuk into her deck.

“Later at home, I used eucalyptus oil

yes?”

Kiran nodded, then kissed her husband's chest

with darling. Smelling Aslan's signature scent on the way home from work like this,

tranquilize.

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And as he promised, he got home when they

having both taken a bath, Aslan immediately rubbed his back and stomach

use of eucalyptus oil.

Slowly, Aslan began to move the two

it was already full of oil.

Kiran lay on her stomach, letting her back that

“What is better now?” asked Aslan when he

it was done grooving the hump, a back that looked out for him.

Kiran nodded, then changed her sleep

lie down.

Closing his chest with both hands, though not

closed perfect. Because the small black part is still visible in the eyes of the

husband.

“Silver,” pinta Kiran and Aslan according. Back groove

the wife's body used the eucalyptus oil.

“Already, put on your shirt,” Aslan said, he put down

eucalyptus oil on the nightstand and will pass from there. If long

being here, he was afraid he couldn't help himself. But it also does not reach the heart

if you ask for his right when Kiran is sick.

But Aslan's steps came to a halt, as Kiran held back

his arm.

Aslan turned his head, looking into the eyes of the wife who started

sayu. Just like Aslan, Kiran wants it. Gain touch

the softness of Aslan makes it bristling.

Kiran pulled Aslan's body up to her husband

back sitting on the side of the bed, without any more babibu, Kiran immediately sat on her lap

her husband, hanging his hands around Aslan's neck, began to unite

their lips.

Soon enough, the ones down there will come along

together, still in the same position. Kiran moved slowly,

enjoy all the shakes he feels. While Aslan continued to lament both shoots

that's alternately.

Aslan pressed his wife's hips more and more

in that moment of release they reached together.

And shortly after, a knock on the door was heard.

Tok tok!

“Ran, open the door dear, Umi bring ginger tea,”

yuli shouted out there.

Both of Kiran's eyes instantly fumbled, even the point and

the husband still fused so wet.

“Iya Umi, coming out soon, I'm still streaming

kiran's body,” Aslan replied.

Yuli knows enough, if now maybe Kiran is

not closing his body.

“Iya, umi wait in the middle room,”

“Iya umi,” sahut Aslan again.

Kiran breathed a sigh of relief, then hugged her husband's body

tightly.

“It wants to be removed no,” bargain Aslan while back

moving his wife's hips to make Kiran hiss.

“One more time yuk, while taking a warm bath,” seductive

Kiran and with the spirit of Aslan directly carried the body of the wife to

get in the bathroom. If they had taken a shower themselves, now

they bathed together, with bodies fused together.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

The next day, Kiran brought her own car when

go to work. Kiran said that later when she came home from work she and Widya

will shop. For this reason, Aslan also allowed.

On condition, whatever happens to his wife

he was immediately notified, whether it was an important or unimportant matter.

“Iya sayang,” replied Kiran according, with a tone

his words were haggling.

“Ya already, be careful to bring the car,” Aslan said.

Then they split up in the yard. Go hand in hand

when inside the complex only, and separated when it had entered the road

raya.

Drt drt drt

Kiran's phone inside the bag shook, scared

if it is a phone call from the husband who wants to convey important things,

finally Kiran slowed down her car and started picking up her phone

that's.

It turned out that the one who contacted was not Aslan, but

mbak Tika, his sister-in-law who is now in the neighboring country, Malaysia.

Without stalling for time, Kiran immediately replied

that call.

“Assalamualaikum, Ma'am.”