Bad Boy Bucin's
Bread

"Where are you, sir?" asked Lena when she saw Azka coming out of her room with her briefcase.

"Go home." Azka brief.

Lena who heard that became confused, because the working hours are still two hours before the clock comes home from work.

"But it's not time to go home yet" said Lena a little scared.

"As far as I am" Azka briefed.

"But sir," said Lena fearfully.

"Whose boss?" ask Azka.

"An-you," jasan Lena.

"It's up to me to go home at what time," Azka said after walking away.

"I guess what if the boss has gone home" Lena murmured.

"You're coming home at work" Azka said without looking back.

"It's good to be handsome if you don't resign," Lena grumbled as she finished her work.

Seen Devan with a stack of files to Azka's room. Without asking and knocking he went straight into Azka's room. Empty, that's what Devan saw today even his desk was massaged neatly even though there were still some files there.

Devan comes out to see the secretary Azka is still sitting in front of the computer, he looks daydreaming so unaware of Devan's presence.

"Ehem!" deheman Devan was ignored by Lena.

"Eheem, Lena." Devan's back.

"This is the person of his mind again where the hell," Devan grumbled as he waved his hand in front of Lena's face.

"LENA!" devan's voice slightly raised to make Lena again gasped in shock.

"Beauty!" lena was spontaneous.

"I've been handsome for a long time" said Devan.

"Eh, Mr Devan can I help you?" ask Lena.

"Azka, uh where's Mr Azka?" ask Devan.

"Go home" Lena replied honestly.

"What's coming home, it's not yet hours of coming home from work why he came home first, which is not rhyme anymore," grumbled Devan.

While Lena can only gawk at Devan's words. He did not expect Devan who is usually firm there is a side like this.

"Can't be the boss, dapet temennya also have no loss." inner Lena.

"So tell me why it's coming home, what?" ask Devan.

"No sir" replied Lena.

"About the boss, huh look out for you," grumbled Devan Smabil stepping into his room.

"Newly aware here are many superior seeds," muttered Lena while chuckling. He still looked at Devan's back which had already drifted away.

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Azka had arrived at his house, he asked Azkia's happiness to Bi Mira. Without waiting for long Azka went straight to her room because after receiving the phone call, Azkia was not seen coming down anymore.

Cleks!

The door of the room opened slowly, Azka swept through the entire room to find Azkia. The sound of a slow song greeted Azka's hearing.

Azka's lips lifted after finding Azkia asleep while holding a pen. Azka rubbed his wife's cheeks slowly, then slowly Azka lifted Azkia's body and moved her on the bed.

Azkia squirms a little because she feels her sleep is disturbed. Slowly her eyes opened and saw the handsome face of her husband looking at her. A very handsome face, plus the twilight sun seemed to give a nice vilter for Azka.

Azkia's outstretched hand held the cheek of Azka who was looking at her with a smile.

"The dream looks real" muttered Azkia.

"What dream?" tanyakanya.

Azkia thought she was dreaming until she broke all her heart.

"I just talked to Rayhan's sister he was immediately angry not clear, but we only just aja no more" said Azkia.

"Hmm" said Azka.

"If my husband's nature is warm rich Brother Rayhan I must be very happy, but he if angry directly on them his face becomes very cold, if asked the answer is ketus." said Azkia again.

"But you love your husband?" ask Azka.

"Love? You could say it like that, because he can make me feel comfortable and hands when just hugged," said Azkia before she fell asleep again.

Azka shook her head, it could be that the iatri delirious and dreamed of it. Azka decided to clean herself, so that her body was fragrant and fresh.

Azkia woke up and heard the sound of water gurgling from inside the bathroom. Making Azkia sure if it was Azka, she really kept her promise of coming home quickly.

"Feelings were still sleeping on the study desk, why is it already in the middle?" Azkia Gumam.

He took his cell phone not far from him. It was seen at 4 p.m.

"Tumben has come home" Azkia said.

As Azkia was busy playing with her phone, the bathroom door opened. Azkia took a quick glance from below slowly ascending upwards.

Looks Azka who just finished bathing with a white towel wrapped around her waist. The torn bread of Azka was so tempting that Azkia looked at her without blinking.

"Tear bread" muttered Azkia.

"Netes was withering away," Azka's voice made Azkiah aware of his reverie. His hand rubbed his lips but there was no light at all, making Azkia pursed her lips.

Azka approached and sat in front of Azkia without any intention of wearing clothes first.

"Ma-want what?" asked Azkia nervously.

"There is a wonder how my torn bread tastes," whispered Azka who made Azkia blusing.

Azkia quickly pushed Azka's body away from her, but unfortunately Azkia's power was outmatched by Azka. The proof of Azka did not shift in the slightest, even he was getting closer to Azkia.

"It's hard to wait for me to hold," whispered Azka again while glancing at Azkia's hand that was already on the chest of his field.

Azkia followed Azka's eye movements and it was true that Azkia's hand was attached to Azka's field chest. Azkia quickly pulled him but was held by Azka so that the hand remained in the abdomen of the Azka sispex.

"Hold me, I'm grinning!" azka.

"choose."

Azkia tries to style her heart that continues to beat fast, even though they are married but still make Azkia pound every time they come into physical contact like this.

Azkia's hand just stuck to Azka's torn bread, making Azka smile faintly.

"You sure you just want to hold it, don't want to eat the bread?" canda Azka's.

"Many women want to hold my torn bread, you already love to hold it afraid," Azka chuckled.

Azkia who was being belittled felt annoyed. Without further ado he rubbed the rough bread torn belonging to the husband. His face was close to Azka's.

Cup

One kiss from Azkia made Azka glaring at her eyes not believing in Azkia's actions that were considered brave. But Azka likes Azkia who is active like this.

As Azkia began to release the kiss, Azka's hand moved to hold Azkia's nape. Azka did not accept it for a while so she wanted the kiss to go.

They both dissolve in that comfort, making them want something more. So that there was war in the afternoon with the warmth of twilight, as warm as the love of both of them.

I don't know how many times they've done it, but still don't feel satisfied even they want it again and again.

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..."Don't forget to sleep, your health!"...

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Thanks to you who have always been faithful to Azka and Azkia