
" Dad, his eyes were closed, don't look." Natasha closed Yoga's eyes with both palms. She got to her tiptoes because her husband's body was high.
" Did you like to be surprised what the hell is my beautiful wife?" Yoga chuckled as Natasha's hand closed her eyes.
" There is ..." Natasha.
" It must be delicious, right?"
" Barrows, man. I know later." Natasha pushed open the door of the hotel room and directed her husband to enter the room he had booked in the hotel owned by her cousin's sister.
After this afternoon Yoga and Natasha held a dinner at a fancy restaurant with the family and also Falisha accompanied by Kirania, in the evening Natasha deliberately booked a room to celebrate together with her beloved husband.
" Thank you, Mom." Natasha thanked the hotel clerk who had just exited the room after preparing everything Natasha ordered in the hotel room.
" Who was it, Yank?"
" Bellboy's." Natasha then uncovers her hand from the eye of Yoga
" Surprise ...!" peekit Natasha's.
I like the feel of your name on my lips ...
And I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss ...
The way that your fingers run through my hair ...
And how your scent lingers even when you're not there ...
A song by Boyzone was heard in the room. Yoga blinked his eyes, under the dim light of some candles he saw a pair of tables and chairs prepared for candle light dinner with some food and drinks served.
" Geez, Yank. Last afternoon, didn't we eat, now we eat again?"
" Iiisshh .. You can't be romantically invited, huh." Natasha chuckles at Yoga and embraces his wife's shoulder.
" Hehe, thank you, baby." Yoga is directly peeping Natasha.
" Likes, doesn't it?" Natasha looked up at the husband's face.
" I'd rather you." Now a kiss landed on Natasha's lips.
" Iiissshh .. You're this, Mas." Natasha immediately blushed.
" So we're eating again now?" tanya Yoga glanced at his wife.
Natasha immediately wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.
" We dance for a while .." whispered Natasha.
" Okay, who's afraid?!" Yoga retaliates against Natasha's challenge, and she quickly clings to his wife's waist.
And I like the way your eyes dance when you laugh ...
And how you enjoy your two-hour bath ...
And how you've convinced me to dance in the rain ...
With everyone watching like we were insane ...
Enjoying the song I Love The Way You Love Me, they dance with eyes fixed on each other full of love.
" Thank you, baby." Yoga then gently kissed Natasha's forehead making Natasha close her eyes.
But I love the way you love me ...
Strong and wild, slow and easy ...
Heart and soul so complete ...
I love the way you love me ...
" Happy Birthday, Mas .." - Natasha. " I love the way you love me .." he continued, which was immediately replied with a touch of Yoga lips on his lips. Giving a soft touch a few moments that are getting more and more passionate. They vid*cap and mutually vanish*mat. Exploring the oral cavity until both of them run out of oxygen until now they pause their pagutan.
" I'm hungry, Yank." said Yoga Parau.
" Want to eat now?" natasha asked a glance towards the table she prepared for dinner.
" Yes, eat you ..." Yoga instantly lifts Natasha's body. Slowly he placed his wife's body on a king-size soft mattress. He immediately wrapped up his soulmate's body. Giving an intoxicating touch almost all over Natasha's body until the wife sighed, moaned, groaned and stomped. And when it feels quite satisfied to give a touch, soon Yoga also did the unification. Taking his wife seemed to fly far above the clouds.
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Yoga eat beef steak that is cold because their dinner is interrupted by a sweat sharing event and their struggle in bed.
" More ..." Yoga thrusts a steak cut stuck in the fork into Natasha's mouth.
" No, deh." Natasha refuses.
" You're getting dinner but you're not eating yourself" protested Yoga.
" I'm full because I saw you eat, Mom." Natasha.
" Where can that be," Yoga said, he then took a plate containing Natasha's food, cut the steak and then fed it to Natasha's mouth.
" Eat quickly. Because you need the energy to continue the struggle." Yoga grinned, making Natasha round her eyes.
" Another??"
Finally, inevitably, Natasha chewed the food offered by her husband to the end because she believed her husband's words would be true.
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" Good morning, Miss Amara." Mr. Joko greeted Amara who had just arrived at the boutique. " So someone sent flowers to Amara's mother" he continued.
" flower?" Amara scrunched her forehead.
" Yes, Mom. I landed in Mbak Sinta," said Mr. Joko back.
" Oh, thank you, sir." Amara then stepped into the boutique towards her study.
" Sin Ma'am, Mr. Joko said someone sent me flowers. From whom?" ask Amara when she gets to the table Sinta.
" Oh .. This, Ma'am." Sinta directly thrust the flower at Amara. " From Raditya, it's like he's changed that guy's direction. Can't get his brother, now it's his sister's turn to be pursued." Sinta.
" Iiissshh ... that person?"
" Yes, Ma'am." Sinta still hasn't stopped her laugh. " Today I peeked, the guy was pretty handsome too, Ma'am. Can tuh, Ma'am .. make it a joint."
" Truck of a sidecar." Amara throws her lips as she steps into her room.
" Eh, Ma'am .. the bouquet?" Sinta again thrust the flower that had not been received by Amara.
" For Mbak Sinta, deh." said Amara without turning to Sinta who was still chuckling teasing Amara.
Meanwhile, after arriving at his room, Amara immediately contacted Natasha.
" Hello, Assalamualaikum, Ma'am .." said Amara when the phone connection was connected
" Waalaikumsalam, what's wrong, Ra? Have you reached the boutique?" ask Natasha.
" It's all right, Ma'am. Just got there."
" What's up, Ra?"
" The sableng sent another bouquet here."
" Huhh?? Coach karate Alden?"
" Yes." Yeah."
" Don't you say he's been taught a lesson?"
" Yes." Yeah."
" Why then do you still dare to send a bouquet for me?"
" Not make the bouquet.
" Who is it for?"
" I'm."
Natasha was knocked away when she got the answer from her sister. " Seriously, Ra?" tanyanya.
" yes, Mother. Time I lied.
" Why can you send it? Hmmm, lest your fist yesterday it had made that man fascinated to continue falling in love with you, Ra." Natasha chuckles.
" Where has anyone been hit keeps the enchanted keep falling in love." Amara rolled her eyeballs.
" There, dong. Your sister-in-law first." Natasha recalls the memories of when she once slapped Yoga because Yoga defamed her no-no.
" Brother Yoga?"
" Well, which one is your sister-in-law?"
" Did Kak Yoga ever been punched with Ma'am?"
" It was slapped exactly."
" Why can you slap Kak Yoga? Yoga is so good, really."
" Hmmm, you don't know yet that he's so annoying."
" But love isn't it in the end?"
" Nah, that .. You also do not hate the same coach Alden. Who knows, you might fall in love with her again."
" Idiiiihh .. amit-amit deh same cunihin male (genite) like that." Amara refuted quickly making Natasha's laughter break instantly.
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