HANNA: Married a Cold Cousin
Guest Front Kiss

Hanna had just finished the tahajud prayer when her bedroom door was pushed hard and forcefully from outside. He gasped in shock, and immediately glanced at the source of the voice, finding the figure of the young man staggering into the room until he arrived at the bedside.

Without saying anything, the young man's body instantly fell onto the soft mattress, and his movement instantly came to a halt.

Hanna was still sitting on her alphabet in confusion, when she saw that Gerald was already motionless on the bed. A little hesitant, the girl started to stand up. Approaching the bed. Noticing how soundly Gerald was asleep at this moment.

Hanna's hand slowly stretched out toward Gerald, but when the gap was less than five inches, the girl clenched her fingers. He thins his lips, during thought. That Gerald was drunk, and the smell of alcohol emanated from her husband's body.

Hanna couldn't touch that young man just like that. She removed her face and skirt, put it on the prayer mat, then returned to the stand to check on her husband.

Hanna's back was stuck to the side of Gerald's face, feeling sticky there. He just remembered that this young man was preparing too quickly, so it was certain that he had not even taken a bath before leaving.

Small whispers repeatedly rang out from Hanna's mouth. She left her husband for a moment, headed to the bathroom to fetch water in a small basin, and took a small towel. Hanna sat on the bedside, after putting the basin on the nightstand.

The towel, which was soaked for a moment, was squeezed and then placed on Gerald's face. Swiped very gently, down to the young man's chin, then his neck.

This simple thing, it turned out to successfully trigger the corner of Hanna's lips to be interested. The girl ... liked the sensation of a hard thump in her left chest during this activity.

The wet towel started down Gerald's neck, but stopped for a moment when Hanna's movement was constrained by the leather jacket on the young man's body.

To make matters worse, Hanna flipped over Gerald's stomach, then helped remove the young man's jacket. It worked, but there was still a black shirt after.

The girl immediately worried whether she should continue to open her shirt or not.

However, Hanna was certain, that this young man would not be able to sleep well as long as his body was not cleaned. Gerald just got home from work, and left again for active activities. Obviously, it produces a lot of sweat for the day.

And it has to be cleaned.

Hanna began to extend her trembling fingers to the end of Gerald's T-shirt. He exhaled very harshly, also gulping violently as he began to dare himself to lift the shirt.

It took a lot of effort for Hanna to be able to free her husband from those tight jerseys. He had to raise Gerald's hands one by one, twist the young man's body, and then raise his head so that the shirt could be pulled out perfectly.

Hanna exhaled a rough breath of satisfaction.

However, he could not be completely relieved, because, there is a bigger problem right now.

How could he face the body of this perfectly perfect cousin?

Hanna forced her neck not to turn her head and noticed Gerald's perfect body sculpture. He put a wet washcloth on the body, and began to gently wipe it. Every time he accidentally bumped skin with Gerald, Hanna would instantly stop her breathing for a moment.

The girl shook her head violently, trying to restore her focus and sanity. He continued his activities, until half of Gerald's body was successfully wiped well.

Hanna stuffed the towel into the basin, then stood up. He leaned over, helped take off the young man's shoes, and lifted the blanket until it covered up his chest.

Done it.

Hanna breathed a sigh of relief. Gerald's body was clean, and the girl's eyes were protected. Hanna now intends to return the basin and towel, as well as tidying up her alphabet.

However, he had just turned around when the tip of his clothes was pulled. Hanna turned her head, thinking about taking off her clothes. However, he had not had time to do what he wanted to do when the pull had moved to his wrist. Too strong, pulling Hanna until she fell over the bed—just hit Gerald's body.

Hanna had not had time to react when Gerald suddenly moved to hug tightly, making the girl entangled in a blanket. He was taken aside, as Hanna tried to escape. The hug on his waist tightened, restricting his movement. However, he still refused to give up trying to escape. Until, a low-pitched hiss right next to his ears stopped every movement of the girl.

“Sst .... Hanna. Sleep with me tonight.”

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A foreign voice caused Hanna to open her eyes slowly. The first thing he found was a peaceful face with tightly closed eyes, and a slightly open mouth—became the source of the snoring sound that caused him to wake up.

Hanna was still reluctant to move at first. He continued to focus on his cousin, for a few minutes. Until, he realized that his hands were getting brazen: slithering on Gerald's open chest and stopping just above the young man's heart.

Hanna is getting ready to wake up. He realized that Gerald's hand was also tightly coiled around his waist. Carefully, he removed the arm, then retreated slowly.

Getting out of bed, Hanna went straight to the bathroom. Cleanse the body, and prepare to perform dawn prayers.

Gerald had not yet awakened, even changing position when Hanna finished her worship. The girl doesn't care. He immediately tidied up all his prayer equipment, then went out of the room to the ground floor.

Hanna greeted the morning busily cleaning the ground floor and courtyard with a sweep, then sat in the living room as the sun began to rise. He tried to look busy and indifferent by playing his phone.

After a few tens of minutes of sitting there, the tail of his eyes found Gerald descending with limp steps to the ground floor. Hanna immediately lowered her head even deeper, so that the young man would not care about her existence.

However, Hanna's wish was not met smoothly. The girl found that Gerald was sitting next to her, leaning lazily, eyes closed as his face turned upward. Looks very weak.

Hanna wanted to ask what her husband felt. Maybe headaches, dizziness, and others. The girl was eager to offer a massage or just drinks and food.

However, Hanna could not do that. As a wife, she could not.

“Hanna,” call Gerald in a low voice, luring Hanna to turn her head immediately.

Gerald had not changed his position at all when calling his cousin's name.

“I'm surprised, you don't know at all how to thank after being helped apart from a bad father, and help save you from embarrassment after almost being abandoned by the bridegroom on the wedding day,” says Gerald with length.

Hanna confirmed all of Gerald's words inwardly, and quietly gulped the salivary harshly.

“But no problem,” continued Gerald as he opened his eyes and glanced at Hanna sharply. He left his leaning place, in order to lean on the girl. “I don't like my efforts to end up in vain. If it does not match the payment I want, I will charge until it matches the payment should be.”

Hanna grew increasingly nervous, and tried to rewind her head as the young man further forward eroded the distance. Unfortunately, Hanna's efforts must come to a halt when Gerald suddenly restrains his nape so he can't stay away.

“If you want to pay with food and serve me well, I will not need more.” Gerald continued, stopping Hanna's breath for a moment. “But because you do not understand at all how to pay the debt of gratitude, so, I will teach you how.”

Hanna glared, gulped roughly—two things she had done before Gerald managed to bring their lips together.

There was no movement for the first two minutes, making Hanna have to dodge in order to release their lip link to pick up oxygen. Gerald granted, stay away—sejenak—just to let the girl breathe air, before coming back to kiss her.

In fact, this time he gave some special emphasis, and a small lump on Hanna's lower lip. He had a smile when he found the girl glaring perfectly because of their activities.

The longer, Gerald further tightened his squeeze on Hanna's nape. He also carried his other hand under the woman's chin, preventing her from looking down.

Hanna felt almost her entire body go limp with no energy just because of Gerald's current actions. He wanted to beg his cousin to stop, but Gerald gave absolutely no gap at all.

Just stop to catch your breath. Then in less than a second, Gerald went straight ahead again.

Hanna is getting weaker, both energy and stance. The girl felt a strong thump in her chest due to this activity of theirs.

Gerald was still busy****** Hanna's upper-lower lip alternately when the young man suddenly stopped kissing for less than a second just to say one word.

“Log in!”

Hanna confuses Gerald's intentions, but her cousin doesn't let Hanna think well. It comes back*******, but only briefly. Gerald distanced the distance between them with a mysterious smile on his lips.

“Gerald, you ..” Hanna tried to speak, condemning her cousin's actions that ripped apart her feelings and thoughts. However, when he accidentally turned to the door, Hanna immediately froze.

In the open doorway, there was another figure standing. Woman, with a bowl closed in her hand.

Cania. The guest saw all Gerald had done to Hanna, and was petrified on the spot.

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