Dream Crack
RM5. Gas with Canda
"Jew...." Givan rushed to the hotel bathroom.
However, nil. He did not find his wife there.
Sweat began to wash over his temples. Think of the negatives are scattered indefinitely direction. He was afraid something would happen to his innocent wife.
"Jew...." His voice trembled with increasingly constricting fear.
Maybe others will think that Givan is too much. But everyone will not understand how weak Canda, innocent and funny Canda is. Givan understood that, one would easily pick up and fool his wife.
Pukkp....
Givan got a light pat on his shoulder. He thought the hotel room was empty, because his wife was out. Bad thoughts about his wife, further provoked him to be sure that this hotel room had no waiter.
If his wife was out of the room, then who patted him on the shoulder just now?
He was angry because of his own fear.
"Bas pee keblet?"
Givan closed his eyes and exhaled the breath he held for a few minutes. He almost ran away from the hotel room, which he thought was haunted.
"Shit, Cendol!!!" Givan immediately turned his body and strangled his wife's neck into an elbow in his hand.
"You're freaking me out! Can't stay in bed, play HP?!" Givan pinched his wife's nose so fat.
He was a hungry man before he married Canda. Therefore, he knew how savage the men out there were. Which is possible, understand the motion of his wife's innocent steps and enjoy his wife with persuasion.
Canda laughed amusedly, trying to let go of his nose which was the bet.
"I'm thirsty, Mas. Just look for mineral water in the grocery bag," explained Canda while pointing to a white plastic bag, with the minimarket logo.
"The water rules move it near the bed. Why are you looking for stuff, the lights aren't on?" Givan pointed to the room that connects to the kitchenette in this hotel room.
"Males tiptoe, Mas. Can use a flashlight from HP." Canda showed his phone in his grasp.
"Go to bed, wash your hands first."
However, his shirt collar was pulled by Canda. Canda brought her husband's neck closer, then he snorted a faint smell there.
"What, Canda?" Givan straightened his back quickly, as he understood what smell was left behind.
"Where's the gas?" Canda rubbed her husband's chest covered in the dark blue shirt.
Givan looked down to see his wife. "Why indeed? From the same Farhad, I was going to show the contents of his chat," he explained with a thin smile.
He tried to disguise the reaction of the sparkle that reflexes from him. He didn't want Canda to know that he was lying here a little.
"What the hell are you, Mas?" Canda held her husband's jaw. "Try opening his mouth." Canda's thumb rubbed her husband's lips.
It's entrapment.
Givan forgot too, that he drank a little frothy water there.
"Kratingdaeng," he answered by fusing his forehead.
He remembered the drink, which had a rather striking smell.
"Well what drink is that? The cake will stay up." Canda let her husband out of his fingers.
He took one step back, his body immediately restrained as he was about to turn around. Smile grinning, enough to make Canda understand about wanting her husband.
"Say he'll wash his hands first." Canda leaned her back, as her husband's face was eyeing her neck.
"Okay, wait a minute?" Givan recalled his hand that had come into contact with a woman who was not his muhrim.
Her hand is too bad, if it touches Canda without cleaning her hand first. Givan thinks that way.
Canda just nodded, he walked towards his bed so casually. Like the nights before, she remained the best for her husband in bed. He obeyed and obeyed all her husband's wishes, with Givan giving his wife greater reciprocity.
He understood, Canda was more entitled to the most special treatment from the women he had invited to play. Canda has given birth to her children, with her tiny body. Giving birth normally until the cesarean section, Canda did just to give birth to the fruit of their love.
"Why is it a little different?" ask Canda, when she was enjoying her time under her husband.
"Why? Hm?" Givan brought his face closer to his wife.
"Sexy is his eyes."
Givan held back his laughter. This was his view, with a light restraining sense of influence on his head. According to Canda, it turned out that the view made her husband more attractive.
"From time." Givan can't say romantic.
"Yes, gas dong! Why the road in a place?" As he heard the plea, Givan immediately took swift action to fulfill his living on his wife.
He enjoyed this beautiful night, with a proud mind that he could always control his wife. Not one bit, he thought of the women in the past he had met outside of this room.
However, it seemed like it was something else for an Ai Diah.
In the course of his work, he recalls Givan saying that he had six children with Canda. Givan first contacted her again, after marrying Canda. Ai thinks that Givan's wishful thinking for them to be together is still so strong. He thinks that Givan is unhappy with his marriage to Canda. Ai thought that Givan's words were only to heat up himself.
Although the pain over Givan's treatment had once been gone. Because he understands one fact, that only he is a woman, who is pursued by Givan up to come to meet him. He believes alone that he and Givan are not finished.
He was big-headed, because he believed that.
Anxious feeling in an overstuffed blanket, again makes Givan want to bite his wife's cheek.
"Sholat first! Do not multiply my sins dong, Cendol. Udah you rarely obediently lose to be told to shower, prayer must be ordered, which is charged in the afterlife I loh. You're good, foot-barges watching me get tortured." Givan interrupted his wife's sleep at dawn.
"Just be first." Canda brushed off her husband's hand, which was nosy with his nose.
"Udah, Dick! It's five o'clock and fifteen minutes, how much longer is the dawn?" he said by pressing his voice.
"Yes, Mas. Yeah okay!" he was able to quickly wriggle his body.
"Let's dong spirit, keep us walking around here looking for breakfast." Givan got up from his seat, then he took the initiative to pull his wife's hand to help him get up.
"Well, what's a free day, Mom?" Canda still heavily opened her eyes, although she followed the pull of her husband's hand to wake up.
"could. We make Saturday have the label car free day" he said by sitting on the edge of the bed, looking out for his wife.
"OK, Mum. Junub first, pray, keep looking for free car day." Canda smiled broadly as he got out of his bed.
Because of Givan's promise, Canda continues to whine to quickly get out of the room even though the sky still looks dark. Growing darker, the dawn covered with the hot heart of a wife. Because seeing someone who always makes you jealous is not clear, smiling sweetly at her husband.
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