
"Mas, what time's it going home?" ask Gintani who is cleaning their breakfast table.
"Perhaps after the issue, Gin. Today there are a lot of project files that I have to evaluate" Argha replied, playing with a cell phone on the living room couch.
After cleaning the dining table, Gintani washes the dirty dishes used for eating. Then put the dishes that have been clean on the plate shelf. After that, he wiped his hands with a rag to dry immediately. He approached Argha and sat down beside him.
"Mas, can I go outside?" gintani asked quietly, afraid that Argha would be offended again like before.
Argha put the phone on the table. He grabs Gintani's shoulder and rests Gintani's body on the chest of his field.
"Where are you going?" argha asked while playing the end of Gintani's hair that was on his temple.
"Papah invited Gintan to lunch at Z'Dulur. He said he would introduce Gintan to his American co-workers" Gintani replied.
"Ah, yes .. Last night Papah asked me for permission. Go!" argha said while peeping the head of Gintani.
"Mas, don't come?" tanya Gintani raised her face. Their neutrals clashed to make the hearts of the two men filled with very great vibrations. Their hearts are racing quickly while enjoying the beauty of each face stroke that is created perfectly. What a wonderful work of God.
"Sorry dear, this afternoon I have a meeting for the construction of official houses for government employees. You're okay, are you going alone?" ask Argha.
"Yes, it's okay, Mom! Gintan knows, Mas has been busy lately" replied Gintani, playing his fingertips on Argha's chest.
"Sorry, Gin!" Argha feels guilty because he has been overtime for a few weeks.
"Yes, sana... quickly leave, Mas! You will be late" said Gintani, pulling his body from Argha's arms.
Argha held Gintani's body. "Gin!" call lirih.
Gintani again looked up and looked at her husband with a slight frown.
"What's up, Mom?" gintani asked, astonished.
"Can I kiss you?" ask Argha, doubt it.
For a moment, Gintani was transfixed. Slowly he nodded his head.
Not wanting to lose time, Argha devoured those sweet lips. Slowly he took a soft sip. Argha's tongue began to sweep away those thin, chewy lips. It seems like he is already very addicted to what his wife has.
And so is Gintani. In resignation she is treated as a backup wife, it is undeniable that Gintani enjoys every touch of her husband. Moreover, now Argha treated Gintani so gently, so special. It was as if he was something precious that should indeed be treated in a precious way as well.
Gintani begins to return her husband's kisses. For a moment he let go of the kiss to justify the position. Gintani began to dare sit on Argha's lap. He brought his face closer to continue the morning kiss. Gintani's hands began to curl around her husband's neck. She slightly grabbed Argha's hair as the kiss began to run down the niche of her neck.
Argha again makes a tattoo that always makes Gintani smile when he sees it. And so is Gintani. They take turns to create a red tattoo that can make the owner float the body.
"Gin!" call Argha in a hoarse voice. "Can I make it here?" The eyes of Argha pointed at his wife's twin hills.
With a shy blush, Gintani unbuttoned her blouse to reveal the top of the twin hills.
A moment later, Argha immediately sipped the top of his wife's twin hills in turn.
One minute...
Two minutes...
Three minutes..
Until the fifth minute, Argha began to release his suction. Two bluish red tattoos that are without form, created by contrast in the white skin around Gintani's chest.
"Every day, I'll leave a trail mark here huh, Gin. So that you will always remember me" said Argha, buttoning his wife's blouse.
Gintani blushed in embarrassment at her husband's words. I hope this doesn't end, Mom. Inner Gintani.
Gintani smiled amusedly when he returned to the action of Argha last night. The night that Argha sucked out her spongy circle, like a baby. "Hmm ... arrogant big baby," murmured Gintani.
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After the dzuhur prayer. Gintani went to Z'dulur restaurant by taxi online. Gintani deliberately refused the car invitation offered by her father-in-law. He was afraid that if anyone had bad intentions, he followed the car. Gintani has great respect for Argha. Therefore, she always kept her husband's trust that would not let anyone know about their place of residence. No exception to his own father-in-law.
It only takes about twenty minutes to arrive at the restaurant. After paying the taxi fare, Gintani immediately entered a very luxurious and elegant restaurant in the city.
Gintani steps confidently onto a VVIP table reserved for her father-in-law. Arriving there, Gintani sees her father-in-law chatting with a middle-aged man.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet Gintani while clenching his palms.
The two middle-aged men stopped the chatter.
"Wa'alaikumsalam!" answer Mr. Jaya. "Yeah, Gin! Come here, honey!" call him.
Gintani. Elegantly, he sat down beside his father-in-law.
"Mr Hanzel, this is my daughter in law. Her name is Gintani," Mr. Jaya introduced Gintani to his co-workers.
"Darling, Darling! Nice to meet you!" said Mr. Alejandro Hanzel, an American man who is none other than a colleague of his father-in-law.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Hanzel," replied Gintani.
"You know what, Mr Jaya? Your daughter in law is very beautiful. I'm sure that your son will love her very much."
"Of course, Argha really loves her."
Ha. ha...
The two men chuckled in teasing him, making Gintani's face even more blushing.
After talking for a long time, they finally continued their lunch. Many compliments were thrown from Mr. Hanzel's mouth to Gintani. Mr. Hanzel was very impressed with the elegance and said Gintani. Moreover, seeing Gintani's very polite way of dressing. In the eyes of Mr. Hanzel, Gintani is a perfect son-in-law.
If you could have met me first, I would have betrothed you to my son, Inner Lord Hanzel.
"I'll go back, just a minute! Gin, come back first!"
"Gintani nodded, be careful, Pah!"
Gintani continues his conversation with Mr. Hanzel. Gintani did not expect Mr. Hanzel to speak fluent Indonesian.
"So, this sir is Papah Jaya's friend?" gintani asked, a little surprised.
"Yes honey .. I, Jaya and Arya were old High School friends" replied Mr. Hanzel.
"b... Aryans? You know my father?" gintani asked, nervous.
"I know him very well, my dear.... Arya is so tough. I'm so sorry for the passing of your father, son," said Mr. Hanzel as he touched Gintani's hand to give her strength.
"Thank you, sir," replied Gintani, lowering her head.
Without them noticing, two pairs of eyes stared intently at the VVIP table filled with rays of hatred.
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