
CHAPTER 13a
In a large room with a minimalist and luxurious interior, it sounded a debate that was mutually unpretentious just because of the problem of changing clothes. Juna continued to serocos, while Anggi felt his mouth itching if only silent.
"If I only wear clothes, I can do it myself!" ketus Anggi is careless because it continues to be pestered.
"Don't argue!" snapped Juna who was pairing a bra hook behind Anggi's back, did not want to take a headache even though his wife grumbled annoyed.
Juna took the ointment to apply on Anggi's back. Gently applied in the trail of lip stamp of duck sosor there is no moral of the work of his brutal. The former, which was originally purplish, is now starting to fade.
Her jaw up and down, Anggi's smooth back plastered made her want to put on a new trail, which was softer instead of violent.
"Mas, haven't you?" Anggi interrupted because the atmosphere behind his back turned silent.
Anggi's voice made his wishful thinking scatter. Juna was a little aghast, quickly closing the ointment and putting it back on the nightstand.
"Ehm already." Juna intended to get up from his seat. But suddenly I remembered something.
"Has the swelling subsided?" tanyanya.
"Huh? Swelled up?" Anggi asked back.
Juna pulled out his hair and said. "Yes, let me see this."
Juna pulled Anggi's body backwards until he leaned against the head of the bed. Suddenly Juna lowered his head, revealing the rubber of the triangular cloth so that he could peek into it. Automatic Anggi screaming protest. Between surprise, annoyance and fear.
"Araghhhh! Don't fuck around!" Anggi's reflexes screamed and grabbed Juna's hair tight. If not for the spontaneous reaction, Anggi could not have dared to do so. Juna grimacing. Her hair strands feel like they almost missed so tight Anggi grabbed.
"Rubber!" Anggi swearing fierce.
"I'm just checking. Want to make sure how your lower lip is now. So that when Wulan asks about your development I can answer with confidence!" Juna replied using Wulan as a shield.
Though Wulan only warned him not to make love with his wife first. Never suggest to peek at the deepest part of Anggi that ended up swollen due to his actions.
"Mas could ask in the same clear sentence as me. Not just looking at it yourself! I'm embarrassed!" wrathful. Anggi is angry now. Juna who kept ripping him up gave him a headache.
"There is no prohibition on a husband to look, feel, taste and even enter the warmth of his wife. After all, I've felt every inch of it, why should I be ashamed?" he said casually, then stood checking the menu on the tray.
Anggi did not respond. Commented like anything Juna must always have a thousand kinds of denials. Anggi grabbed the clothes lying on the pillow. Knee-length dress home clothes green bottle that Juna had taken. While Juna took off the suit and the tie he wore, and rolled up the sleeves of the shirt rolled up to the elbow.
"Shorten your clothes. You should eat soon." Juna sat on the edge of the bed with a tray on his lap.
Anggi still wants to vent his frustration. However, undo. Constantly arguing turned out to make him tired as well as hungry.
"Give me the tray. You have to eat too, right? I eat by myself." Anggi opened both hands asking.
Juna wiggled his index finger as well shaking his head. "No, I'll eat after you finish the tray. Come on, aaa."
A Juna would not accept the rebuttal from him and Anggi knew it. Sighing in frustration, Anggi chose to open his mouth. His hungry stomach needs more attention now.
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