Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 151

Fatan knitted both his eyebrows. To be honest he felt jolted with the writing that was on top of the cake decoration. Then his eyes shifted to the wife's face.

"Are you really ready? Is it okay again?" he asked while squinting his eyes as if implied there was a great desire emerging from within him.

Nila chuckled softly. The woman did not answer, but instead turned the husband's great chair so that he could face her.

"I know you've been holding that back for a long time" whispered Nila in a soft voice, a warm gaze, and a slight bite on her lower lip. Not only that, he sat on the lap of the husband.

Gaining that treatment, the instincts of a man that Fatan felt instantly surged drastically. She enjoyed every touch Nila put on her face. The kiss for the sake of the kiss continues unending. The longer the two dissolve in the heat.

The temperature in the room seemed not to apply to the two people who would immediately start their game. Oh, my God, isn't this early in the morning? At the office hours. But they seem to enjoy it very much.

"Darling, I really can't stand it." Fatan lifted Nila's body and took her to the sofa.

"Are you sure we're gonna do this here?" tanya Nila hesitated.

"Where are we going to the hotel? A long time ago, didn't we staycation? I'll take a quick home pass today."

Nila poked her lips, because their position was overlapping each other made her feel like something was stuck so she was unable to speak.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" ask Fatan astonished.

"I think it should be slept on first, Mas. How will the road continue to look?"

Fatan immediately moved from his position. He looked in the direction that Nila meant. Then scratch his head that does not itch.

"Eh, yes. But I can cover it by buttoning my suit" the man said. Nila also moved along while tidying up her clothes. "Kneel!" bring later.

"But how are you doing today?" Nila glanced at the table which still had a pile of files that Fatan had to check and sign.

"Later, after lunch I go to the office again ... Same with you," replied Fatan lightly. The man always took it easy on his every job. No wonder that Rusli's work is very dense every day.

Nila just resigned and obeyed what her husband wanted at this time. Both of them rushed out of the room.

Fatan wants to tell Rusli about his permission, but Rusli's desk is empty, no one.

"Rusli where are you? Not usually this hour is not in place, " muttered Fatan while removing the phone from his pocket.

"Oh, maybe it's around again, Mom!" exclaiming Nila suddenly remembered her message to Rusli about the cake.

"What's? Circumference? Why?" tukas Fatan knitted his two eyebrows.

"So I had time to buy a cake for him too, Tiva, sister of Elisa ... Same with her husband Elea, too" said Nila.

"Oh, yeah, I called him first." Fatan opened the phone screen and searched for Rusli's name in his contacts. Call him by phone.

"Hello, Boss?"

"Rus, where are you?"

"In the elevator, boss. Just finished the cake. What's up, Boss?"

"I want to go outside first. Maybe I'll have my lunch back. If there's a meeting this morning, ask for help at the drop-off to the hour after lunch."

"Oh so, good boss."

"Thank you, Rus."

After that the call ended. Fatan put his phone in his pocket and grabbed Nila's hand and held it. The man was already impatient to vent all the longing and inner thirst that for 40 days yesterday had been restrained.

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Arrive at a seven star hotel. Fatan took Nila there. The location is quite far from the company, but the hotel is very famous for its service and facilities.

After checking in, they did not have long to wait for the key. Both of them went to the room.

Jesus, can that art for unboxing? It's kind of different. But there's no harm either. Because what Fatan knows, the intimacy of a couple lies in the way he treats the couple well. Therefore, behind the gratitude that will not get tired of being said, Fatan continues to do the best for his wife.

"Please enter my wife" Fatan said after opening the door.

Nila was flabbergasted when she saw the decoration of the room. Good, really good! He is not even capable of words.

"Where do you think? Does it suit us?" tanya Fatan smiled widely.

Nila's gaze turned to look at Fatan then nodded in agreement with what the man said.

"Well, come in!" Fatan grabbed Nila's hand and grabbed her. But the grip slipped off as he closed the door and locked it.

While Nila had already walked first to look around the room. "Maas ...." He turned his body. But it turned out that Fatan immediately grabbed his lips with a passionate pagutan.

"I miss, dear," said Fatan in his pagutan.

"I, too," replied Nila with a still wheezing breath.

Both of them only stopped for a while to breathe oxygen, then continued on again. Fatan lifted the wife's body without releasing his pagutan. The man took his heart to a king-size bed. He also slowly pulled it.

Nila is getting lulled, following Fatan's game. Soft, relaxing but very intoxicating. It felt like there was a sensation that was hard to interpret with words. Crazy one! Nila is almost crazy kept being lulled by her husband.

"Are you more comfortable, honey?" ask Fatan. Both of them are now not wearing a single thread.

Nila nodded with a glare. From his face, he wanted to want it more.

"I'm doing it now, right?" ask Fatan again for permission.

"Yes." Yeah." Nila closed her eyes when her husband kissed her forehead, cheeks, and ended up on her lips.

After that, the two managed to pull off their union. All longs that have long been hidden and restrained, are now released already.

An hour passed, the gathering was finally finished. Both Fatan and Nila hugged each other to unwind.

"Mas, you think of our current relationship ... What should be repaired and maintained?" ask Nila. He deliberately asked like that, because for him the hardest thing in a relationship is not only about when you want to get, but also maintain.

"That must be fixed, I must continue to fill your love tank. And that must be maintained, you ... My wife is very beautiful and sexy." Fatan answered with a laugh and tightened his embrace.

"Mas! Seriously, uh!" nila protest.

"I'm two rius, honey ... You are evil anyway!" The man protested back.

"I'm the bad one anyway?" nila's reply was not accepted.

"Yes, I can't think if it's over. He was told to think heavy." After saying so, the man closed his eyes and fell asleep.