
...' You are like a magnet that always attracts me to always stick to you. And touching you seems to be a new activity that will become an opium for me. Don't shy away and don't run away from me, just feel my love at every touch. '...
...~ Hega Airsyana ~...
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Is this the time ?
Moza asked herself as she felt her husband's touch getting out of control.
This is not the first time Moza is so intimate with Hega. Previously both were almost beyond the limits they should not have passed, although in fact God was still always maintaining their sanity at that time. And to preserve the honor of both.
But this time Moza was well aware of what her husband wanted, every touch of Hega that was so soft and caused strange waves all over Moza's body. Not to mention the sweet kisses that Hega did so slowly and carefully.
The touch that made Moza also floated like he had experienced before when in Hega's apartment when they were still lovers.
But unlike at that time, this time Moza realized that there would be no more obstacles to continue what the husband wanted.
Moza also knew that there was no reason for him to reject any of Hega's touches. For as the man who is her husband said, if religion has justified every touch they do.
And it is precisely the sin of her law that a wife rejects the wishes of her husband. And Moza did not want to save sins on his first day as a wife, he finally chose to resign. Follows every plot played by her husband.
Hega himself more and more as if he forgot himself, feeling no rejection from his wife, the man continued his activities more and more naughty. Not only peeling off his wife's white skin, even the left ear lobe of the wife was the target of the mischief of his tongue.
Moza herself could not say a word, her lips were twisted, her body stiff. The girl tried to give up on what the man who had become her priest would do.
Although in fact in his little heart is not ready to do his duties as a wife. At least for now, because really his body is still too tired after the wedding ceremony this morning. Not to mention she had to prepare herself for the reception party the next day.
But as if his body was betraying his logic, his lips were unable to utter rejection. Plus his body also seemed to show no rejection at every touch of it.
On the other hand, various thoughts churned in her mind whenever her body was touched by her husband's hands or lips.
Is it time for her to carry out her duties as a wife ?
Ahhh, this is not even half a day when the two officially become a married couple. Does her husband want to do the first night right now ? Not tired what ?
After all, it's still day, not that the first night should be done at night huh ?
Hish, what kind of stupid question is that anyway ? Yes yes, his name is also 'first night', and not 'first afternoon'.
Yes, it must happen at night, this kind of broad day ???? Moreover, they were in the house of Moza's parents, next to the room of the youngest sister, Ryuza.
What if someone hears ? What if suddenly mom or dad comes ?
Then how is the fate of their wedding reception tomorrow ? Time yes he had to come with a weak face tired lethargic ??? So, how come you try that ? Will the first night consume that much energy ?
But if based on a drama or romantic novel that is often read?, the female lead always wakes up in the morning with a crumbling body state after being 'sold' exhausted by her husband on the first night ?
Will she suffer the same fate as the female lead characters in the novel she often reads ?
JESUS !!!! What was I thinking just now ???!!
AAAARRRHHHH, Moza's head suddenly dizzy with many questions that revolve in his head. Until she unknowingly grimaced and choked a little, "Akh. . . "
Hearing the pain from his wife, Hega stopped his mischievous activities, opened his eyes and stretched his arms.
" What ? Why ? Did I hurt you ? " Sanya when she saw the grimacing expression of the wife who was also seen massaging her forehead.
Oh, my God, I almost got out of control. His intentions were tempting even I was tempted.
Hega cursed himself in the heart when his consciousness had returned completely due to the voice of the wife.
" You were in such pain, sorry if I accidentally made you sick, I- "
" Eh, no no, brother. It's not. " Moza interjected while shaking her hands, "It's not because of her sister. "
" Keep on ? "
Well, what do I have to answer ? Time I have to say my head is dizzy because of thinking about 'that's 'huh ??? Ah, no no no.
Moza took a deep breath trying to hide her nervousness, "That, sister. My head suddenly hurts a little. " The answer is spontaneous while massaging his head.
" Yes, geez. Sorry I forgot, your hair should be dried immediately. Maybe you catch a cold because your hair is still wet gini. " Hega immediately grabbed back the hair dryer that had been neglected.
" Oh, yes, maybe, brother. "
" It's not possible, but it is. So next time after shampooing, do not let your hair get wet for a long time. Dry it immediately so as not to create a headache. " The light of Hega with his hands back in action, the left hand untied the strands of his wife's hair, and the other hand moved the hairdryer evenly throughout the girl's long hair.
Yes, in fact, rather than being confused about what to answer.
" Yes, sis. " Moza just obeyed while nodding small.
Haduhhhh, congratulations. . . I guess that one was going to go on - Akkhhhh, crazy crazy, crazy base, what did I just think about again ???
Moza shook her head when she noticed a strange thought that suddenly flashed back in her head.
You look so cute when you're nervous like this. Make me want to eat you right now. [You look cute when you're nervous like this. It makes me want to eat you right now. ]
Hega held back a laugh at his wife's apparent behavior, holding back his nervousness, "Why ? Is your head getting sick ? " Say me casually.
Actually Hega still wants to continue to tease his wife, but what power conditions do not seem possible for him to continue his ignorant behavior. Moreover, he knew if his wife looked exhausted and needed a rest immediately.
" Ah, no brother. Just ticklish, hehe. . . " Yes, in fact, it was a bit tingly every time her husband's fingers were unraveling her hair, especially when Hega's fingers touched her scalp. It feels tingly cozy, make drowsiness.
Shit, I almost let go. Fortunately my common sense came back at the right time.
Hega again cussed himself inwardly, feeling almost khilaf preying on his wife. Although he actually did it, Hega knew this time was not the right time.
" It looks like drying your hair will be one of my favorite activities. " It's still focused on his wife's hair, "It feels good to touch your hair like this, so from now on let that do it, hem. "
Moza gave a small nod approvingly to her husband's request, "Eumm, fine. I'm also glad my sister touched my hair, it feels so comfortable. " Moza is currently in a sitting position on the sofa with both hands hugging her legs which are bent and stuck to the chest.
" Sister, I'm sleepy. "
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️ Who Reads: MP where is thorr ???
Me: Patience with gaess.
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