Bad Boy Bucin's
Walking Snail

..."Be accustomed to my powerful behavior, because I behave like this only in front of you!" - Azka/E H-...

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The sunlight began to enter through the blemishes of the curtains that were still tightly closed. Drought a loud alarm is not able to disturb the two people who are still lulled in a dream. Even the knock of the door that was somehow heard was unable to disturb their calmness.

"The newlyweds until noon are also not awake yet" said someone behind the door of Azka's room.

"Give me a reward, maybe they are tired" said the middle-aged woman who always faithfully accompanied her husband.

"We have breakfast first, papa has an appointment later at 9." while looking at the branded watch on his wrist.

"Papa's time immediately worked, yesterday was our son's wedding," he said, which was none other than Mama Kayla with Yudha, her husband.

"Wedding is our child, does papa also have to take a vacation and then join the honeymoon as well?" asked Yudha softly while holding the wife's hand.

"Once in a while refreshing the reward" he replied with a chuckle. Then the two of them left the quiet room as if uninhabited.

While someone who is still covered in thick it squirms a little. His stomach felt heavy as if someone was crushing him. It turned out that there was a burly hand hugging him tightly.

Slowly he tried to get rid of the hand but his efforts were in vain, the more he tried the hand the tighter he hugged it.

"Akkh!" he shouted in shock when he found out next to him there was someone handsome still asleep in sleep.

"Whispering" murmured the person next to him.

"Azka?" he murmured while looking at Azka's sleeping face.

His thoughts were far-sighted about his activities last night with Azka, he had forgotten if he had officially become a wife. His whole body feels sore, even still feels pain down there.

Azkia stroked her husband's face, from the start of hair, eyes down to the nose to the lips belonging to Azka who looks red.

"Cerry," muttered Azkia while gently stroking Azka's lips.

He smiled considering the faithful touch that Azka gave last night, he did not expect if it would be this soon officially become a wife.

"Such a handsome, hell." Inner Azkia.

"Newly aware your husband is handsome?" the voice resuscitated Azkia who was observing every inch of Azka's face.

"My husband, my psychic?" inner Azkia.

"Not a psychic, really," Azka said as she opened her eyes.

"Well, she knows what I think," Azkia looked at Azka again.

"Muuayacchh!" Azka kissed Azkia's forehead.

"Well?" ask Azkia plain.

"Morning kiss, baby!" said Azka, smiling sweetly.

It made Azkia's cheeks meet red, waiting for her own happiness for Azkia when she woke up to see the handsome face of the husband while smiling sweetly.

"I-I want to take a shower first" Azkia said she was embarrassed to get such treatment.

Azkia was very troubled when going down from the top of the bed, pain and aches were still evident. I don't know how many times they did that last night.

"Need help?" azka asked, she felt tired of seeing his wife in pain.

"No, I can do it myself." Azkia refused.

But Azka is not the name if you hear the rejection will give up just like that. Regardless of Azkia's speech, he immediately carried the body of Azkia ala bridal style.

It made Azkia's cheeks blush red like a tomato, she drowned her face on the chest of Azka's field that was not wearing a shirt.

Slowly Azka lowered Azkia next to the bathup, since earlier she did not dare to look at her husband's face.

"Not to be ashamed, I have seen it all" Azka whispered in Azkiah's ear.

Azkia just kept quiet, making Azka shake her head in anxiety.

"God! Just a day as my heart wife is not strong, how will it be?" muttered Azkia while patting her rapidly throbbing chest.

Then Azkia soaked in the bath, adding a little therapeutic aroma to the warm water. To relax his body as well as his mind.

Thirty minutes later Azkia had finished her routine in the bathroom. Then he came out wearing a bathrobe, stepping slowly and carefully. Because the pain is very pronounced when walking.

"See, you snail!" said Azka who immediately got up from her seat. With a quick movement he carried Azkia's body, sitting her in a bed.

"Azka I can be alone," Azkia complained while rebelling.

"Calm down baby, I just don't like to see snails walking" Azka said, chuckling.

Azkia who heard that became furious, he could have been called a snail while last night the nurse sniffed. Azkia hits Azka's chest repeatedly, she does not accept being called a snail. Because he became like this because of Azka.

"What are you saying, snail!" growled Azkia.

"You didn't know I was like this because of you?" azkia.

Azka just smiled and set her teeth white and neat without guilt.

"Here you go, get changed or do we play again?" goda Azka while looking at Azkia.

"I'm changing clothes! You take a quick shower there," said Azkia, quickly grabbing the clothes Azka had prepared.

"Alright, I take a shower first after that we play again," said Azka as she rolled one eye.

"YINZKAAA!!" yelled Azkia, she threw a pillow but unfortunately did not hit Azka because she had entered the bathroom.

"Why add jail anyway, really like my temptation. He didn't know my heart was going to be taken off with his behavior" Azkia murmured. He quickly put on his clothes before Azka came out of the bathroom. Danger, he thought.

It didn't take long for Azka to come out of the bathroom, her appearance this time made Azkia even more fascinated. How not, Azka wearing black jeans there is a little tear on both knees. Blended with plain maroon color t-shirts, somehow very suitable with Azka.

"Acharmed?" said Azka while throwing a small towel on Azkia's face.

"Hist!" lamented Azkia.

Azkia was shocked when Azka was sitting behind her, precisely she was sitting on the floor with a hairy carpet. Azkia remained silent until Azka's voice was heard.

"Cold my hair" Azka ordered, looking up at the beautiful face of the wife.

"It can be alone" Azkia said.

"And you are my wife, you must obey the same orders of the husband," said Azka who was still looking up at Azkia.

With a frown Azkia rubbed Azka's face with the small towel that Azka threw earlier.

"Upps! Sorry wrong," Azkia said with a chuckle. Then he dried Azka's still wet hair. Smelled Azka shampoo until Azkia unconsciously approached and kissed Azka's hair.

"Well?" ask Azka.

"Eh, why? I want this hair," Azkia's elek caught off guard by Azka.

Azka chuckled at his wife's behavior. Then he used the room service to deliver breakfast. As Azka could not bear to see Azkia's snail-like way of walking, even more so it was because of her.

While waiting for the sarapnnnya come they prefer to surf in the flat object. Azka replies to all messages from her business partners who congratulate her, not forgetting she checks the incoming email if it must be replied Azka will reply to her.

While Azkia who has since returned their congratulations prefer to open a social media account. There he also received many congratulations from his friends. Until there is one notification that marks itself in the instastory.

"You'll always be my neighbor wherever you are, even if I can't be where you go home I'll still love you." ~ E H~

@Rhn

That's how the contents of the instastory that made Azkia shocked, because he knew whose account marked him on social media.

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