
Rangga woke up, he slowly moved his hand and looked at the clock that was coiling there. How surprised he was to make him move from his sleep.
"I overslept!" his face turned anxious.
He quickly got off the bed, looking for the figure that came with him earlier.
"Zee...!"
"Darling ....!"
Rangga began to check every room in the apartment and he could not find anyone.
"Zee where are you? Don't worry me!"
"Mobile!? Aye!?" he quickly searched for the flat object and made a call but the ringing sound of the phone sounded so close.
Until finally he found the flat object lying on the sofa without its owner.
"He left his phone too!"
Rangga quickly got out of the apartment, his feelings were really not careless. He had imagined that nothing would happen to his wife.
"Where are you?" he muttered with a hand that kept clenching his flat object hoping that someone would contact him immediately.
He headed to the guard, hoping that there he could get some information on Zea.
"Can I help Mr Rangga?"
"You see my wife?"
"So Madame Zea seemed to be looking for food, so I asked her to go to the second-floor restaurant!"
A feeling of relief immediately dissolved his worries.
"Thank you!"
Rangga quickly returned to the second floor to the restaurant. On the second floor of the apartment there are only two parts. One restaurant and the other is a gym.
Zea, who had ended her conversation with an old friend, was preparing to return, but she had been gone for too long.
"I should have sent a message to Rangga earlier!" muttered, he immediately looked for the flat object, but found it not.
"Ahhhh, why miss!" Zea accelerated her pace until someone suddenly hugged her tightly as she stood in front of the elevator door. Someone who came out of there.
"Darling, I'm worried about you!"
That voice instantly made Zea relieved, she was no stranger. Guilt instantly arose because surely her husband was already so worried about her.
"I'm sorry!" his murmur was still slowly in Rangga's arms.
Rangga immediately let go of his embrace,
"I should be the one apologizing, instead of looking for food for you I'm sleeping!"
Ha ha ha ....
Suddenly Zea laughed making Rangga frown.
"What's wrong?"
Zea immediately shut her mouth in disbelief of her husband's silliness.
"What's wrong?"
Rangga is still confused by the expression of his wife, Zea was directly pointed to bring and it turns out that Rangga only wears color pants while the top is a shirt. Apparently before falling asleep, he accidentally took off his pants because he wanted to change clothes but instead fell asleep and again barefoot.
"Issstttt, I was worrying too much about you to be unconscious!"
"That's great, seriously!"
"Don't tease me!"
Rangga pulled his wife back into the elevator. He immediately restrained Zea's body between her body and the elevator wall.
What's he gonna do? Bawdy, Memeng is not afraid if suddenly the door is open .., inner Zea while turning her gaze to the other side so as not to face her husband, Zea, still if met his eyes he felt out of breath just staring at the handsome face of her husband.
Ehhhh, ehhhh, why are his lips getting closer? Zea closed her eyes. His hands had packed the husband's shirt.
"Ga, what are you doing?" he mumbled slowly even his voice stuck in the throat.
"There's leftovers on the corners of your lips!" she said but her lips immediately swept away the food scraps, leaving Zea's eyes wide open as Zea pushed through her husband's body.
"Ga, uhhh slovenly!" Zea endured the embarrassment while rubbing the corner of her already clean lips. While Rangga smiled casually and chose to stand towards the door.
"It tastes better!" the murmur was slow but could still be heard by Zea.
Strange basics ....
...***...
Zea had already started taking her things out of her bag and suitcase, but she was stunned when she saw that the big closet was already full of clothes, starting from clothes to clothes to hang out.
"This is what?" his eyes glared perfectly when he saw a row of lingerie with various colors plastered there.
"Gaaaaa!"
Hearing Zea's cry, Rangga who was working immediately ran to his wife's place.
"What's wrong?" his face was anxious and found his wife with an annoyed face.
"Is something wrong?"
"This what?" Zea pointed at the row of lingerie with those various colors.
Rangga smiled and approached his wife, he hugged her body from behind and stuck his chin on Zea's shoulder,
"That's all for you!"
"Make what?"
"Find the reward!"
"It's so common to be people!" muttered zea slowly but soon he released Rangga's hand which was coiled around his waist making Rangga straighten his body. The healthy Zea turned to look at her husband with her waist-rigged hands.
"Trus if the closet is full, where will my clothes be put?"
Size ...? Suddenly the thought of Zea already thinking about such an embarrassing thing made her quickly cross her arms in front of her chest.
Seeing Zea's expression like that, Rangga was made to be anxious. He ruffled Zea's hair into a mess.
"You're so funny!"
"When did you measure it?"
Suddenly, Rangga's hands formed a buzz and he pointed to Zea's chest making the woman rewind her steps. Rangga found the idea to establish the wife.
"I just held it with both hands, you know!?"
"Oh yeah, don't fuck around!" Zea took a few steps back, causing her body to fall into the closet.
"Aughhhhh!"
Rangga instead of stopping even went into it, hugging the wife there.
"Ga, what's the matter now?"
"Because you've disrupted my work, so it'll be good if I give you a reply!"
Huhhhh ....
When Zea's lips opened, Rangga quickly devoured her so greedily. Zea can only give up this time and let her husband do what he wants.
Seeing the resigned Zea, Rangga immediately lifted Zea's body and took her to bed. And continue what is not finished.
(At Skip yes)
Now Zea and Rangga are under the same blanket, for the first time they have intercourse in the apartment.
"Ga!"
Zea immediately raised her head as soon as she remembered something.
"Hmm?"
"So under my old meeting, I invited him to dinner tomorrow, do you mind?"
"Old friend?" Rangga immediately distanced his body and looked at his wife in full search.
"Girlfriend, one parlour first!"
"Ohhh ...!" instantly his feelings changed.
Basic jealousy ..., Zea hugged her husband again hoping her husband would let his guest come.
"Can ya?"
"Is he good?"
"He's nice, really?"
"All right, but wait for me to come home!"
Zea smiled and tightened her embrace, though,
"Thank you!"
"That's all?"
Zea immediately raised her head back, knocked her forehead asking for an explanation from her husband.
"What?"
"You should have something in return for that!"
"Calculation basis!?" zea Grousers.
"If you don't want to, you don't have to, I don't force you either!"
That means not being able to? No, no, no, I can't possibly cancel it right!?
"All right, what's the condition?"
"Not a condition, but a reward!"
"Yes!"
Basic chatty ....
"What reward should I give Mr Rangga?"
"Pretty serve your husband and put on your official clothes after your friend leaves!"
"Suit?"
"The clothes are at the top!"
Zea's memory again dodge into a row of sexy and transparent clothes with various colors plastered in the top cabinet.
Is that true?
"What, deal, right?" Rangga smiled triumphantly.
He likes to blackmail me ....
"All right, we can just cancel it!"
"Don't, don't. Yes well I agree!"
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