BET GIRL
Wife Flirtation

Elnara out of the room. Heading to the family room on the second floor, then to the balcony, looking down. Silent.

This clock is quiet. It's an invisible creature's flying clock. Who could have flashed in the air and greeted with his super ugly face.

A few minutes later, the dawn changed and the morning picked up. The sun rises in the eastern horizon.

Suddenly Elnara widened her eyes when she saw the Emir's car crossing the gate and into the courtyard area of the house. Elnara's heart blossomed, and the Emir finally returned.

Elnara rushed down the stairs and picked up the Emir. He crossed paths with the Emir when the man was already on the porch about to cross the main door. They almost collided if Elnara didn't move fast enough. 

"Emir, are you home?" Elnara's smile expands. He also wondered why he could see the Emir coming home. She wanted her husband not to be angry with her anymore. "You haven't eaten yet? Let's eat, I've cooked the porridge so good."

The Emir was astonished to see the attitude of Elnara who suddenly seemed familiar as if there would be no problem what before. But they are not okay. Elnara had kept the Emir's heart in turmoil all night until he spent time in the cafe befriending him with warm drinks until morning. 

The Emir continued walking as if he did not care about Elnara's words. 

"Have you eaten yet? Blind morning where is breakfast?" Elnara was not discouraged to continue to seduce her husband. Hey, why is he chasing this Emir back now?

The Emir just looked at it briefly. Not giving an answer.

Until they entered the room, Elnara was still the Emir. 

The man unbuttoned his shirt about to take a shower, his body sultry uncomfortable.

"I help you." Elnara helped unbutton the shirt until the Emir's hand finally went down and took off his job.  Letting his wife take off her shirt, take off her arms and escape from her body.

The Emir put the back of the hand to Elnara's forehead, making the woman grin the horse.

"I'm not hot, I'm not crazy" said Elnara who realized the Emir's intent. The face of the oria still looked irritated, just like last night when Elnara last saw her. "I'm weird, huh?"

Duuh′s.... Is his voice making you tick?

"I... I want to be touched now." Elnara scatters and hugs the Emir, slipping her flushed face into the chest of her husband's field. Shame after saying that word. But his love made him easily say it. He was willing and wanted it. He realized that his feelings had now changed, that what he felt was love. He wants to feel how to combine love with the people he loves. 

Emir wincing. He could only see Elnara's head. He was happy to hear that phrase. Elnara's behavior is really strange. But adorable.

"I've heard everything from Hamish, that you're not involved in the Afsa case at all. Later I will persuade my mother to revoke the Hamish thing so that it does not continue" said Elnara. 

Emir's remorse faded. His wife finally understood. The Emir gently touched Elnara's arm to take off the hug, but Elnara persisted. His embrace grew tighter, unwilling to be let go. The woman still wanted to hide her face in the chest of the field. Shame after saying those words. He wanted to self-deprecate, how dare he say that.

"Are you sure your mother would want to take that off?" ask the Emir gently.

"Yes. I'll definitely do it for you. If he finds out that the man who mistreated Afsa is Hamish, your assistant must have given up. You already have a lot of debt and considered paid off, right? Even my mother also used a lot of money for capital. This will make him understand the situation. I'll talk about the real thing until I understand."

Silent.

For a few seconds they were silent. Until finally Elnara felt her ears touched with something cold, namely the lips of the Emir.

Uh, starting. 

Although in a state of awkwardness, nervousness and embarrassment, Elnara accepts when her husband guides her to the mattress and begins the halal activities. Activities that will be the most beautiful history throughout Elnara's life.

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