
The car has now stopped and is parked on the ground floor of the apartment. Brey has just returned home after overtime tonight, and can't wait to get his wife's warm kiss. He took the elevator, holding a bouquet of roses he had just bought.
Ting! The elevator stopped right on the floor he was staying on.
The day is already quite late at this time, and untunga brey groped the spare key so as not to need to raise his wife to open the door. He will only ponder when giving a surprise for the flowers in his hand.
And sure enough, at that time ara had slept soundly but on the big sofa of his second apartment. He seems to have been waiting since, because the tv is still on and watching the fig at this time.
Brey raises a little trousers of material that he wears, then crouches in front of the fig that sleeps soundly. But, as if ara had understood just the smell of her husband's masculine perfume, she opened her eyes. "Home home?" sapa ara curled her beautiful smile.
"Sorry, late... Sphere_"
"Ita, know... Kania gave sister's schedule today really," cut the fig on her husband's speech.
Brey immediately gave the flower to the fig, and got a sweet kiss gift from the wife on her lips. Only that, because ara gave a code if the brey must be off at least this week to get a night ration from the wife.
"Why sudden?"
"Suddenly, it's the date."
"But... But... Aaaah!" Breyhan grabbed her own hair back then. Sitting on the floor bending the legs leaning against the table behind him. Really like a person who is frustrated at this time, even though only one week of comfort.
"Can't be long. She said ten years more waiting to be done" she said to her husband.
"But this is different, Ara."
"Different what? Yaudah, take a bath first yuk... Ara ready for dinner, jan's crapping." Ara immediately stood towards the kitchen and warmed up the food for her husband. He also grabbed a container for his beautiful flower pot so that he could stare at it at all times.
Breyhan lazily stood up, and he immediately walked towards the bathroom to take a shower.
While accompanying her dinner, Ara recounted the activities of the day behind her husband. It even tells of some senior employees who were so friendly to him. Some even gave a welcome gift to two apprentices who were there.
"Little doll. Bag hangers," point figs at the bag on the table. But the hanger he has not installed because ara is not a complicated girl with accessoris in her. It would only be put as a display in his room later.
"She's a dapet, too" she told her husband.
Brey takes it for granted without suspicion. He only asks that ara take care of himself when he or others are not there, because they will not be able to keep a full fig during work.
"But if there's a decetin how about? Like ma'am deketin ara's husband, eg." Ara made brey instantly squint her eyes. His gaze was so sharp with a terrifying aura.
"Braaa,"
"Yes, seriously. What if someone decets it?" Ara smiled at the annoyed expression of her husband. He laughed, but continued to tease about some of the men who often greeted him. Even accidentally sitting near the fig when lunch arrives.
"Take to the cafeteria, even a place to stay. If it's like singles, he wants to say fig maybe?" her laughter echoed, Brey was singing her lips to look at him.
"Ucukkk... Her husband was jealous. Gini if jealous? Funny thing," the fig tease plays a finger on the husband's stiff cheek.
"Funny? Funny by ara? Your husband is upset, Tiara Artamevia. It may... Iiiss!" geram breyhan's. He even clenched his hands so eager to scoop the wife's face. But he chose silence and took a breath, for he was afraid that something else might be provoked and he could not help it.
Cup... One kiss on breyhan's forehead. Another kiss descended onto his cheeks and even his lips in tease.
"Satisfied flirting?" ask him flatly..
"Satisfied... Totally satisfied, even,"
"Review you're Araaaa!" Breyhan let out his baritone voice. Just then, ara quickly got down from the chair and ran away from the husband. Not angry, because they just play around like when they were little.
Ara laughed, brey caught it and then carried it to their room. If only fig guests did not come suddenly, surely the young waves will return to heat up tonight to create their own world so beautifully.