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Hega leaned his face toward his wife's, the handsome man closed his eyes, waiting for his girl's initiative to give him what he asked.
Cup.
Moza's tiny lips landed pretty on one part of her face. But the assumption is true, the thin lips natural pink landed in a place that is not as expected.
" It is, brother. Now unlock it, yes, I'll be late for class if you keep me here. "
Hega sighed softly and reopened his eyes, staring at his wife's face with both corners of his lips drawn upwards while shaking his head.
My wife is very excited anyway, want the princess back home again.
What to expect from this beautiful wife. He wanted to kiss lips and even kiss cheeks.
A week given intense training during the honeymoon, the wife is still innocent innocent innocent innocent innocent for 'soon' affairs'.
Either it is still plain or his wife is still shy cat every Hega asked for something that is an intimate physical touch.
Even though they are halal, embarrassed why try ?
Huft, it seems like Hega has to be aggressive again. Before his beautiful wife ran away, quickly but still as soft as possible, the man grabbed her arm and wrapped his hand around her hip, then one hand moved around his cheek.
" Dear, I want it here. " She pointed to her own lips.
Moza's eye beads are patterning, " Tap-mmmhph. " Having not had time to protest, Moza's tiny lips had been silenced by the man's lips before her, smitten and gently crushed by her handsome husband.
Again Moza felt cheated, her husband was really good at looking for opportunities in narrowness.
Ahhh, but why does this feel so pleasant, to want to be angry or protest Moza was not able to do it.
Slowly, Moza has begun to get used to every touch of her husband who once a hobby attack suddenly.
The touch that always managed to make his blood rustle, as well as flowing pleasant vibrations throughout his body.
Although Moza himself has not been able to start a skinship between them on his own initiative, even though the husband often gives a code so that he wants to start first. Just like it just happened.
But well, it seems that the man must be more patient again and do not forget to provide training for the wife more intensively of course.
" Sweet. " Hega said after removing her pagutan, licked her own lips softly and rubbed her wet lips with her thumb.
His eagle eyes still fixed his wife's bead eyes, his fingers outstretched gently rubbing his wife's lips with his thumb.
A short but still thrilling kiss.
" Sister ihhhh, a smile makes me a hanger. " Moza grumbled as she gently struck her husband's chest when she realized what had just happened.
Hega chuckled, "Thank you, her encouraging kiss, my dear wife. I became more and more his work spirit. " Smuck Moza's temple with his fingers.
" You are also the spirit of the college, you already get morning vitamins from your husband. " His image seduces with the flickering of his ignorant eyes.
Moza smiled blushingly, Oh God, have a handsome husband, gini very yes taste, disco heart only.
Moza sighed softly to normalize her marathon heartbeat, then extended her hand to her husband, "Have a nice day, brother. " Moza said after kissing the back of her husband's hand to say goodbye.
" Have a nice day too, my wife. " Hega pulled his wife's head slowly.
Cup.
Jeez exercise heart mulu every morning, hufft.
Pink tinge appears to decorate Moza's white cheeks.
Moza, who has just returned to her college routine, must start to catch up.
In addition to seeing some lecturers to hand over some assignments, Moza had to copy some course notes he had left behind for almost two weeks.
And of course the first goal must be the figure of Amira Rahayu, the first lady who is always diligent in recording the lecture material in full and detailed.
If you have to rely on Renata or Deana, oh God, actually they seem to be in college just like filling free time.
They are too lazy to take notes, especially Renata who is engrossed in the modeling world that is starting to level up.
While Deana, for this one girl, the lecture material notes were just sober, aka the important points doang. Although not infrequently sometimes the girl likes to forget the description of the notes she has.
Although not up to a stupid sense anyway, they only have their own level of laziness.
Both Renata and Deana, they tend to choose to use SKS, aka overnight speed system if there is a test or quiz schedule.
Tok tok tok tok
Moza knocked several times one of the lecturers room Micro Economics.
" You looking for me ? " Moza was startled by a heavy sound from behind her.
" Oh my God. " She screeched while sticking her palms on her chest.
The middle-aged man his father's age seemed to be frowning.
" Sorry, Prof. Yan, I want to collect my papers. "
The man frowned more and more, "What are you majoring in and what level ? "
" Level 3 business management, Prof. "
" As I recall this week there is no paper collection assignment from the courses I hold for 3rd degree students. "
Moza scratched behind his ear, feeling a little awkward, "Eumm, that is. Actually it's a job to replace my college presence, Prof. "
The man seemed to think for a moment like trying to remember something, before long he was seen nodding his head, "Oh, you are an exclusive scholarship student apparently ? "
Now Moza, who was confused by the lecturer's sentence, was flabbergasted, but because he was confused to answer what finally Moza chose to smile even though it felt awkward.
Checklic
" Come in, I want to see your paper first. " Say after opening the door.
Moza, according to her, followed the footsteps of the man before her.
" Please sit down. "
Again Moza could only nod and smile clumsily, following the orders of his lecturer.
" What references did you use to compile this paper ? " Ask the man after going page by page.
" Ehh ??? " Moza jerks.
There is no way he will be immediately asked for an answer this second also about the contents of his paper. Although it is not a problem, it is just a surprise.
Seeing Moza's response, the man in the dark blue batik shirt raised one eyebrow and stared intently at one of the students. " Don't tell me you made this without a clear reference book and relied only on data in gugle that isn't necessarily accurate and guaranteed the source. "
Jeng jeng...