Hara Hara Love The Ruler
The Part 44

This morning became the first morning ara served breyhan as her husband. He woke up quickly, then cooked with all the ingredients that were armed with youtub channels that he watched at that time.

Ara was so serious about paying attention to everything while continuing to include all the ingredients. He also continues to correct the taste to fit and not excessive until brey likes it.

"Looks right," wafting as he tasted the dishes he made. Until suddenly the brey came to grab the spoon and took a little of the potted.

At that time figs were cooking chicken soup, and it seemed to be very perfect and tempting. "Well, I love my wife's food" said Brey, who pinched the cubby fig pipe at the time.

"Really, right?" ask ara who came back to make sure.

"It's better if the taste is like this,"

Cupps! Brey just kissed the lips fig enjoy the taste that was left there. And ara was still shocked by what brey did to her. There is only the spontaneity of breyhan that can always make ara surprised by it.

" Necessarily not to be surprised dong. I've kissed ara like that a lot,"

"Why is it always sudden? I'm shocked." Breyhan then narrowed his eyes, smiled and stepped forward nearing ara who was still timid towards him.

"So... If you ask for something like that, Ara will love you?" brey whispered to his wife.

"Whatwhat? Kiss?" asked ara and brey nodded excitedly hearing her.

"May, it's a husband and wife."

"The others?" look at brey sharp.

Ara lowered her head. He thought and remembered the following speech the advice of the mother about the service to the husband. What my mom said was that I had to be ready whenever I wanted to be and never refuse unless I was lost.

Although he also did not know, serving what it was like because mama could not answer it in such detail and all the explanations through video calls. Ara will know for herself, which clearly ara must obey as a wife. Moreover, Broy was so understanding of himself all this time.

Slowly the fig nodded its head. He resigned when breyhan would do anything for him as an instinct of a husband to his wife. He will eventually get used to it and understand it all. After all, Ara has given thinly these few days even though there is still so much distance to be pushed aside.

"Don't have to be a malem?" Ara came back with her innocence.

Brey then grabbed the fig waist, and lifted it up onto the clean stove table. Fortunately ara is not a messy girl, until whatever it is immediately he neatens.

They're aligned at the moment. Their two eyes met each other and exchanged gazes with great intensity. Breyhan grabbed the chin of the fig, with one thumb playing first to her sweet, sultry lips. Which although he has enjoyed several times, but it feels so hungry and thirsty that it is difficult to stop.

"Look, can you?" ask ara who put both hands around her neck at that time. There was no answer except for a big smile on his face.

Brey slowly brought the two's lips closer together, raised his chin to make it easier for him to reach and enjoyed the moment. Starting from getting closer, slowly breyhan entered the gap and mastered the inside so gently.

But breyhan is not alone. Ara was already able to discuss everything slowly. And occasionally heard lengu han ara who began to look for blemishes to breathe. And then breyhan slowly stopped his action to give the fig a chance to catch a breath for a moment.

Then breyhan repeated it again, even warmer than before because ara was already able to express herself with what she received. Brey lifts and holds the tiny body of a fig, intending to bring her back to their room.

Because last night was finally in the breyhan room, for fear of midnight alone and so quiet there.

Step by step, slowly but surely breyhan approached his large room. Just stay in and open the door until the disturbance comes again.

Yes, the bell's voice went off several times without pause. Breyhan until a headache heard him and spontaneously came down from his sling.

"Who the hell?" muttered ara who tidied up a little t-shirt.

"Pipe again if not_... Ah, done... Grain."

Breyhan growled, entering his room to clean up. If he let the bell keep ringing, surely he will get a complaint from the neighbors for disturbing their comfort.

Because brey knew, the one who came was no ordinary guest. He will not stop if he does not immediately get an answer from both, or one of them both.

"Fra... How long ago did you open the door? We have classes today, we want an internship for the office!"