
Rafka and Aira had just climbed the stairs. They walk with Rafka who holds Aira's friendly hand. The man's smile never left his lips. Although tomorrow he will leave his wife, but at least he left after changing the marital status in his ID card.
Just about to open the door, Abi appeared from the direction of the stairs. Rafka and Aira who were about to enter finally abandoned their intentions after seeing Abi.
"Lo so go?" asked Abi, whether he wanted to make small talk or what, the handsome guy had no intention of making Rafka look at him.
"So, why the hell?" ask Rafka.
"Please, don't fight. You won't see each other again for a long time, so act like a proper brother-in-law." Aira prevented the commotion of the two handsome guys, just like they used to do. Arguing, and continuing to argue even though they had become brothers-in-law.
"Relax Ay, I'm not going to fight him" Rafka said.
"Ra, if you are left without certainty, looking for a change if he can not love you a marriage book." Abi looked at Rafka with a mocking look.
"Tomorrow my lawyer will be here, bring my marriage book with Aira," replied Rafka calmly. His style of cursing as if taunting behind Abi who is none other than his own brother-in-law.
"Don't be confident, if there's no evidence yet. Remember your promise!" Abi passed to his room. While Rafka throttled in annoyance.
"Udah in yuk!" take Aira, she pulls her husband's hand to enter her room.
Rafka is still upset by Abi's remarks. He thought very much about what Abi said. What is it, he still can't touch Aira because they can't be sure their name is in the marriage book.
Rafka is still daydreaming, while Aira has changed into a pretty nightgown sek*si. The girl sat on the edge of the bed, approaching her husband. He is well aware that Rafka is leaving tomorrow and he wants tonight to be memorable for them, let alone have their marriage registered.
"Well, why are you wearing ...." Rafka's words were interrupted as Aira instantly covered her mouth with her index finger.
"I'm online, this is for you. You like it?" asked Aira with a sweet smile.
"Suβlike really, you get an idea where to wear this kayak shirt?" rafka asked half nervously. His mind's a little fucked up. On the one hand he likes the look of Aira and wants to do what they should have done from the beginning, but Rafka also remembers that at the moment he has not held the book for real.
"I want your rights before you leave. You want?" aira asked with a very seductive expression.
As a normal man, let alone his young soul starting to boil, Rafka could not stand the charm of Aira. He began to kiss his wife gently. Starting from the lips, neck, earlobes, even to the chest area does not escape the kiss.
Without any more control, Rafka managed to release the entire Aira outfit. Aira did the same thing, she almost took off all the clothes attached to her husband's body, only she still had not managed to release the bokser that Rafka was wearing.
Rafka did stop the action of Aira, because he wanted to pay attention to detail inch by inch Aira's body. What a beauty that so evokes his curious soul. Rafka kisses Aira on the lips again, but before they actually have a husband-wife relationship, Rafka's brain suddenly recalls her vow to Abi. He paled his intention, and covered Aira's plain body with a blanket.
"Sorry, Ay." Rafka put her clothes back on, while Aira looked at her confusedly.
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Wkkkk, mon maap failed first. If Ay is pregnant, I am also wronged. Patience Ay, Raf. Five years tomorrow if not the day after πππ