
Bramasta closes back the gordyn and vitrage of the living room. Secure the balcony doors and turn off all the main lights and turn on the dim ceiling lights. Just got into the room.
His hand grabbed the remote that was in the nightstand drawer. Leads it to gordyn and vitrage rooms. Both pulled over according to the track. The remote is directed at the ceiling light while turning off the main light. The room became dim. Even under the bed became bright with golden lights.
Remote is directed at the ceiling. Plafond suddenly split in two. Move to the right and to the left. Displays a glass roof filled with drizzle.
A drizzling sound touching the glass sounded soft in the ears. Bramasta stared at his sekelilling with a satisfied smile.
Bramasta put the remote back into the nightstand drawer while sitting on the edge of his bed as Adisti exited the toilet room area using a cream-colored bathrobe.
“Masyaa Allah. even under the bed there is a lamp. Brother's feet so glowing in the middle of darkness, Bang.”
Bramasta.
“Kok at night the bride does not wear this anyway?”
Bramasta chuckled again, “Kak Layla seems not to know with additional facilities in room Abang.”
“Indeed the interior of this apartment is designed by Kak Layla?”
Bramasta.
“Waduh critical!”
Bramasta looks up, “Why?”
“We will change the plan of Brother. Later Layla Kak offended how?”
Bramasta grabs Adisti's hand, “Don't worry. Layla is not that kind of person. After all, in the world of interior designers, it is commonplace. After the design of Brother has survived since this apartment was completely overhauled.”
“Ya already. there shower.” Adisti gasps when he sees the window, “Abang! Masyaa Allah!”
“Where are you?” Bramasta held Adisti's hand.
“Window.”
“Here just look at it.” Bramasta kissed the back of his wife's hand with anxiety, “Look up.”
Adisti. Mouth's open.
“Abang...”.
“Hmmm?” bamasta's hand grabbed the bathrobe's rope.
“Keereeen. Love you more. Love you.. love you.. love you.!” jemari Adisti cupped her husband's face.
“Love you too Bramasta smile.
His hand pulled the bathrobe rope that had opened its knot.
“Eh, What do you want?” adisti asked when she saw the bathrobes in her husband's grasp. His hands close the bathrobes.
Bramasta smiled with a flushed face. Looks cute and adorable.
“Mandi first, Mr. Bramasta Dear.”
“Bentar.”
“Now, Sir.. So that Disti not late waiting for Brother.”
“Eh?” bramasta's eyebrows shot up, between surprise and inquiring.
“Bathletes.. Want a surprise from Disti gak?”
Bramasta's smile grew wider. Hurry up he stood up. He grabbed the body of his wife who was standing next to the bed. Cupping his wife's cheeks while landing a kiss on her lips.
Then disappeared behind the door of the toilet area while shouting, “Abang not long shower. Wait for Brother ya!”
“Disti also will not go anywhere kok Bang.. The one who cleans the bath!” yelled Adisti as he tilted his head into the toilet area.
Adisti was standing by observing the window view. Outside still drizzle. From the window of the room he could see the plane landing. Adisti berto’a hopefully the plane can land smoothly in the middle of the drizzle of Bandung.
Light from the toilet room enters the room. Adisti did not look. He still enjoys the lights down there.
"Masyaa Allah.." Bramasta's voice gasped, “Cantik.”
‘Disti..” call Bramasta in slow voice.
Adisti. Staring at her husband who was looking at her unblinkingly.
Adisti who wore a short sleep dress made of satin champagne color. The dress is very short. Flower lace and leaves as wide as 15 cm were not enough to make the dress appear longer covering her thighs.
Bramasta swallowed his saliva. He was like he was stuck in his place. Still staring at his wife. Enjoy what is rightfully theirs.
Adisti walked slowly closer to her husband.
“Abang likes?”
Bramasta. After a few seconds choked unable to speak, “This was the one that Disti talked about this morning?"
Adisti.
“Abang like the color or the model?”
“Everything. Color, model and importantly, the person wearing it.”
Adisti's skin glowed in satin and champagne-colored lace. Bramasta touched Adisti's shoulder. Gently touched and fragrant wafted out his senses.
Adisti embraced Bramasta who is still in a navy blue bathrobe. Both of his arms were thrust into the bathrobe. Touching her husband's back.
The movement loosens the knot of the bathrobe rope. Adisti sniffed the scent of bath soap and after shave from her husband's chest and chin.
Rubbing her nose against her husband's chest with anxiety. The knot of the bathrobe rope is completely detached now.
Bramasta moved uneasily.
“Disti.”
“Hmm?”
“Abang no sir..”
“Oh my God's... Why don't you wear anything behind bathrobe?”
“Kan Brother quickly took a shower. After all, it was finally polosan as well,” Bramasta smiled widely.
“By the way, already dong don't see it continue. Brother is so ashamed.”
“View is great. Unfortunately if not seen.” kekeh Adisti.
“Hah!” Bramasta anxiously raised his wife's body.
Adisti wrapped her legs around her husband's waist while laughing.
Bramasta laid Adisti's body carefully. In the middle of the bed in a transverse position.
“Abang.” Adisti whispers.
“Hmm.?”
“It's okay we join forces with the window open like that?”
Bramasta sighs lazily to answer Adisti's question. He was watching his wife's face from above.
“Bang.”
“Nothing, Honey. Even if someone directs a long-winded camera towards the window of our room, they will not be able to see anything. As long as we dim the room lights.”
Adisti smiled broadly.
“Abang also selects glass material that is reflection, which can reflect light or shadow from outside.”
“Alright then, Mr. Bramasta.."
"Heeeiiyy.”
Adisti is moving fast. Making a sweet dings movement from his position at the bottom. Now her body is above her husband's.
“Until where we were?” ask her while smiling mischievously.
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2 Chaps tonight.
Okay, let's just get out of the way.
Babaaar, babaaar.
Give them privacy to join in..
😁