Akira's Old Love & Perfect CEO
Stupid Fucking

Day after day passed, the situation was getting warmer, the more affection poured out, seasoned with a little bit of small quarrels ala a new couple.

Farid who used to rarely take a sip of the sweetness of combining love is now starting to get it often, everything feels beautiful and fun.

Akira has what he dreams of, Farid has Akira who loves him tirelessly.

Now they are in Akira's originally hidden house.

He said, I want to enjoy the view there together with Farid.

For Farid, it was the same honeymoon.

They are now enjoying the afternoon atmosphere on the side terrace overlooking the ocean.

Their hands are holding on to the guardrail.

"Are you not bored?" the question from Farid. His eyes stared straight at the blue of the ocean, his hands clutching Akira's shoulders.

The wind blew flying Akira's hair. The eyes with those light brown eyeballs began to look up at the man he loved.

"Bored why?"

"Seven ah maybe eight years of loving me without me retaliating." Farid made clear what the question meant.

"I don't know, the point is, I feel that, loving you is fun, without boring me, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love you." he said he repeated the word love more than three times. His lips thinned the sign of his smile began to be imprinted.

"Is it as fun as loving me?"

Farid continued to connect question after question.

"of course! You knew? I feel I'm stupid for loving you that deep, even now I can never be angry for long with you" he said with an annoyed face.

"Haha...you forgot who's been running away for weeks?" the romantic atmosphere was instantly dissolved because of Farid's one question.

Akira's hand pinched both of Farid's ears which made him anxious.

"Awh. baby you're vicious!" he strangled his ears, which were reddened by Akira's actions.

"Who's more violent me or you, you know that!" cynical Akira glanced at her husband's annoyance.

"And let it be his son." replied Farid with a pretentious look as if without sin.

Akira was just silently pensive to hear what had just come out of her husband's mouth.

"Why is he?" farid asked as he put his chin on Akira's head occasionally he looked down to breathe the fragrance of his wife's black mane.

Since Akira was still silent and did not answer, Farid ignorantly lowered his head to the recess of Akira's neck and sucked his wife's neck skin and took a small bite.

"Aww!"

Not Akira, but it was Farid who complained, because his nose was pulled by Akira with his head still leaning on Akira's shoulder.

"Do you like to play violence now?"

"Mistake yourself naughty!"

Akira throws an upset, then turns his body to Farid hugging his beloved man tightly, enjoying the masculine scent of her husband that never bore him.

"So fierce now so spoiled gini?"

the man's hand moved against Akira's black hair.

"You smell like I like, don't change the perfume?" his head looked up at Farid.

"There's nothing, but your scent doesn't change like it did yesterday." Farid queried.

"I changed the perfume, the scent preferred the present one over the previous one, the smell of roses I liked." he said still lingered in Farid's arms.

"It should be different."

"You don't like it? Well even though the price is expensive 60ml loh five million, in vain dong if you do not like." he said looking up to see Farid with a lethargic face.

"Well..so now you start using expensive items huh, buy who's money?" ask Farid with a sneer.

"The money you love is the neighbor's time!" he took off his arms with Farid.

"Why are you afraid of bankruptcy? He said I told you to use your money as much as possible, even a month to tell abis a hundred million."

"But I didn't want to, why? The prestige?" Farid raised his eyebrows and put on his funny face.

"Ah bodo very, whatever you say!"

Akira rambles viewers, his hands crossed under the chest with a sullen face turned against her husband.

Well, angry.

Farid hugged his wife from behind. He thought that he would slightly beat his wife so as not to get angry again.

"Darling, seeing the ocean is big, right?"

"What's not connecting!" ketus Akira because Farid is really not clear the purpose of the discussion.

"The color is deep blue." continued Farid as he peeked at his wife's cheek that bulged in annoyance.

"What does this have to do with our discussion!"

"And my love for you is as deep as the ocean as the ocean."

"Alaaah learned the mass dreadlocks? My love for you cannot be the same as the ocean, the ocean, the sky, the earth!"

"Then?"

Akira moved one hand later until it reached her husband's firm jaw, touched it gently there, then rubbed it gently lovingly.

"Huft you mah pinter looking for money doang. My love for you is infinite, countless, immeasurable in its depth and breadth, understand?!" it turned soft and then firm in the last word.

"Can I buy it?" tanya Farid pretended to test the seriousness of Akira in expressing his taste.

"Can." replied Akira cuek.

"Why can you buy it?" farid asked strangely, he said infinitely and could not be compared with anything, why can even be bought, Inner Farid.

Huft, Farid is stupid in love and fighting, clever doang money!

Akira's hands moved in a circle around her husband's neck, along with his body turned to face Farid.

"Who, you bought, your money is a lot, so now I want to enjoy your money as a price to be paid, after I give my whole heart, soul and body." with a slanted smile adorning her lips made next to her dimples visible.

His feet tiptoed then slowly but surely his lips landed right on Farid's lips.

Tweet three times and ********** once, then let go and turn around trying to escape.

But Farid's hand moved faster to block his wrist.

"Your nak."

Farid kissed Akira's neck from behind, while his hand moved to tickle the woman's stomach.

Akira screams in alarm but Farid continues to tickle him.

"For example, I am amused!" kegelian.

Farid anxiously lifted Akira's body, Akira's legs reflexively bent, then smoothly Farid moved around while carrying Akira in his front sling, with Akira facing forward.

Akira gasped for breath, he was tired of laughing because of the tickle of her husband.

Naturally, their eyebrows stuck together with eyes staring at each other happily.

Sometimes they laugh.

"I'm lucky to have you" said Farid, peeping at Akira's forehead.

"Me too, lucky to have a super rich husband, like you." Farid laughed at the wife's reply, knowing it was a joke.

He immediately threw himself into his arms around Akira.Once they put their lips together. They hugged with the pounding of the waves and the painting of dusk in the sky became a witness.

END.

Part yesterday, I changed a little.