Arjuna's Wife (Limited Outreach)
CHAPTER 51a

Wife Arjuna Chapter 51a

Wiping away the body of a sick person, passing it sounded like a trivial affair in the ear. Juna is so confident in his decision, it's not as easy as it sounds. It's not a problem with the patient. It is precisely his desire that whines more fussy, do not understand the situation and conditions.

“Ehm, a-I'll start now,” said Juna nervously.

“I-iya, alright.” Anggi nodded half-heartedly. Feeling rattled despite who wiped her own husband. If the nurse did it, it would not feel this bad. But what to say. Juna's decision is hard to break. His character is persistent if he wants something.

Juna gulped down the saliva. His throat feels slender. It had been some time that he had not drowned in the warmth of his wife, so once the top pajamas were opened, Anggi's smooth back seemed to sneer at her. Can only see and touch the alakadar, even blocked washlap that coats the palm when wiping.

Dipping a washlap-wrapped hand into a container of warm water, Juna began to stretch her hand across the smooth smooth skin of Anggi slowly. For Juna, this activity is more like a test arena of guts that trigger adrenaline. More challenging than rafting and paragliding activities, because Juna had to fight desperately with his own passion.

Anggi's face is as red as a cooked tomato. Feeling extraordinary shame, even more so when the bright day of his upper body was plastered in front of Juna. Only leaving a thin lacy bra as a protector is also a buffer of a pair of assets that are increasingly affected by pregnancy.

“Thank you for a little arm,” pinta Juna who tried to stay calm, even though his heart is now jumping around in there. The challenge gets harder when it comes to wiping the part, so close to the area that it pokes. “Dan .. and open the bra you are wearing. I have to wipe your whole body clean, like the nurse said.”

“Eh, gi-gimana?” Anggi responded like a dazed person. Really, these two people are so adorable now. One was awkward with embarrassment, the other was nervous about being hit by a new blow.

“I-it should be opened. So I can wipe it easier. Will you open it yourself or will I open it?” the bargain is not as it has been.

Usually without asking for approval, Juna would pull the piece if he wanted to. It was just that the presence of beautiful ripples dancing in the lake of the tribe weakened him, making Juna seem to lose her fangs. New vibration felt and read after separated distance.

“Hah?” Again Anggi made dumbfounded and astonished. An Arjuna asking for approval for this kind of thing is a new record.

"Well, will you help me or not open a bra?" Juna's cheekbones were reddish when offered for the second time.

“Please ... please open it? This infusion hose keeps me from moving freely.” Although awkward, finally Anggi asked because it is true he did not allow to do it himself.

Jemari Juna stretched out followed by a thin nod. His hands trembled slightly when he opened the bra hook on his back. Juna is like a newlywed who stays overnight for the first time.

Juna let out a rough breath. He felt like he was deliberately challenging the storm. Hold yourself back desperately and try to focus on the task.

Finished with the challenge of cleaning the upper body, it is time to wipe the lower body. This successfully made his head more dizzy. Pulsing violently provokes.

Juna cursed in his heart. Cussing his desire is so weak and easily ignited when it comes to skin contact with Anggi. While the sad-looking beauty threw her face the other way during the wiping process, her gaze rolled to and fro with cheeks that were already fully embarrassed.

The event of wiping and dabbing medicine filled with challenges was finally completed within forty minutes. Juna also helps Anggi dress up to comb her hair.

“Still, Mas,” great-grandson Anggi slowly while looking down.

“Hmm,” replied Juna briefly, his tongue was left clueless as to what to say to coincide with Marina with Ningrum entering the room.

“Log, how are you, son. I was surprised to hear you were in the hospital.”

Ningrum rushed to hug his youngest daughter while crying out of worry. The mothers immediately chatted with Anggi and Juna thought to leave the room for a moment, to relieve the high tension throughout his body, especially in certain parts, to relieve the tension, not forgetting to order before leaving the room.

“Bu, Mi. Anggi Titip. I'm gonna go get some coffee for a second. But please, don't get Anggi to chat for too long. He should not be exhausted, too much talk can drain energy as well.”

“Iya, yes,” replied Marina sebal also anxious. His son is increasingly overprotective since Anggi was pregnant. “Mami also know, you buy coffee alone calmly,” drive Marina gently on the son while shaking hands.

“Yes, Mi. Do not invite Anggi to chat for too long,” said Juna again reminded, looking hesitant to leave.

“Yeah, Arjuna! I bought coffee there! Don't fuck your wife. Mami can also take care of Anggi!” marina exclaimed in annoyance, then pushed her son's back to reach the doorway and glared telling Juna to leave.

With a gontai step, Juna went from there, then just remembered another important thing that had been forgotten due to panic, namely about the chronology of the fall of Anggi in the restaurant.

Seriate.