Has Been Hanged
64. Morning in the Villa

The sound of the morning prayer was heard in the warm room in the villa. A typical dawn call-in-the-air from the mushola in the lowest official housing block. The only Muslim house of worship belongs to the public which Sirah Kencong owns.

The eyes on the handsome face that had been still coming, had opened slowly and then smiled. The woman who said she was willing but still occasionally cried to sleep was now curling up in her dreams.

Crying which then fell silent after being persuaded, but then crying again which also returned silent after being persuaded. Repeated like that, until the intention of Shahdan to try to repeat the desire once again broken forced. Letting the occasional wife still sob in his warm embrace. Until the Shahdan fell asleep accidentally.

At dawn when he woke up, it turned out that Ratria had been sleeping curled up at the end. Step away and get away from her warm embrace last night. The Shahdan did not feel the sliding motion of the wife when she fell asleep last night.

Shahdan brought himself shifted closer to Ratria to be brought back into the arms. But got a rejection from Ratria even though his eyes still closed. The hands and feet are always compact together giving a push back in the body of the Shahdan who tries to docked.

"Rat, it's dawn. Are you angry with me," said Shahdan who failed to embrace the wife's body for the umpteenth time.

It turned out that Ratria was so responsive even while sleeping. The pretty petals that were closing their eyes were twitching and starting to open slightly. Who then searched and found her husband's face.

"Sir Shahdan," Ratria was stunned, perhaps trying quickly to scoop up the memory in her head. His eyes seemed to widen for a while which then dimmed.

"Rat, are you mad at me?" ask Shahdan with a hoarse voice wake up.

"No," replied Ratria quickly with her shy smile.

Shahdan moved quickly to hear Ratria's reply which relieved him. Yet again got rejected in the same way once again. Shahdan again failed to reach out to embrace the warm Ratria.

"Why, Rat. You said you weren't angry, right?" Shahdan was astonished and confused.

"Don't approach me first, Mr. Shahdan. I'm still in pain, I'm afraid. You have a purpose, right?" Ratria smiled but slightly distanced herself again to the edge.

"I'm sorry, Rat. But, fine if you don't want me to hug" said Shahdan. Noticing Ratria who remained curled up far away and ignored her.

Secretly his hand grabbed the room-warming remote and replaced it with a Himalayan peak mode. The handsome face smiled silently and waited.

Five minutes later..

The body that is still clearly visible in the memory of its beauty, now curled up wrapped in a blanket, began to fidget, and just keep moving. The effects of snow vapor may begin to strike and stab. Even Ratria had straightened himself to sleep on his side and looked at Shahdan's face.

"Rat, it's dawn. You're not awake?" ask Shahdan.

"In a moment," Ratria's voice sounded real cold.

"You're not fast first?" ask Shahdan again. Ratria.

"In a moment," said Ratria softly with the same answer.

"You don't want to take a shower in the morning?" Shahdan asked again. Hiding smile.

"In a moment," Ratria replied the same back. This time his voice was deeper and slender. Maybe it was very cold.

"If so, I take a shower first. Because you don't want to get up and take a shower" said Shahdan. Pointing will wake up and take a shower.

A moment deliberately created by Shahdan. Not wanting to waste an opportunity. He went back to Ratria and tried to hug her. Debar fretting if it will get repulsion, immediately thrown. Ratria has given a warm welcome to his embrace.

"It's just like this huh, Mr. Shahdan. That one last night don't repeat first" greeted Ratria with a tight hug.

"That's sunna, Rat. Worship is easy and fun" Shahdan smiled.

Hugged his wife tightly. The dawn without heating and instead replaced with cooling, feels very torturous body.

Silent silent re-install the temperature regulator in the room. Slowly the polar air begins to be rinsed by a comfortable warm feeling.

But warm comfortable and pounding not so long felt. Ratria came back agitated and slowly let go of her embrace. Want to stay hugged, but reluctant to get back a kick.

"Sir Shahdan, I want to take a shower. The dawn will run out quickly if ignored. You or me used to take a shower?" ratria asked while getting up and sitting down. Covering her mini red nightgown.

"Why should I replace it? Just go with us, Rat. Not forbidden, right?" haggar Shahdan. His hand pulled Ratria's blanket suddenly. Open and look beautiful body with clothes that are super frugal fabric.

"No,,!! I don't want to,,!!" jerit Ratria was in a panic. Pull the blanket over to put it back on her body. Ratria was so embarrassed and forgot about their romance last night.

"Ohh, Ratriaaa,,!!" shahdan exclaimed with a hysterical Ratria. No longer want to force. The wife is very stubborn. It could be that the two of them would lose their dawn together.

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Shahdan forbade Ratria to wear clothes that came from the official house last night. It is only possible to exchange clothes that are in the closet as long as they are in the villa. Also ask Ratria to try to cook anything for them to have breakfast this morning.

"Bikin what, Rat?" ask Shahdan who is sitting on the dining table chair.

"Only can make fried rice, Mr. Shahdan. It's okay, right?" asked Ratria reluctantly. Still remember the taste of his cooking that was salty at that time.

"Yes, Rat. I really like your cooking. Whatever it is," said Syahdan smiling. Of course, immediately remember with more salt in the results of Ratria's hand at that time.

"Sir Shahdan, insinuating me," said Ratria suddenly with a sniff. Shahdan held his breath for a moment. Start thinking if Ratria might be coming in a month soon.

"I dare not insinuate you, Rat. You are so fierce. I just say the facts," said Shahdan increasingly smile wider without being able to hold it.

"I'm not making nasgor" said Ratria suddenly. But still back and forth looking for completeness of spices. Makes Shahdan a bit tense.

"I'm so hungry, Rat. Whatever it feels like, to me it's delicious, "persuade Syahdan.

Try to sit quietly in the chair looking at the wife. Washing her eyes early in the morning with a sexy look teases her. Ratria was still busy, going back and forth on the villa kitchen table in confusion. Because it is not memorized by spices and utensils stored in the kitchen and cupboard. Also tiptoe a lot of times with sleeveless dress and below it is limited to the middle of the thigh.

Shahdan let alone the confusion of Ratria. Just watching and no intention of helping. Because it feels so fun and he was even more clueless with the state of the kitchen in the villa relics of the grandfather. Although he is the most diligent grandson and often visits, but how to know with all the layout in the kitchen.

There's a couple on standby guarding the villa. But Shahdan put it down suddenly last night. Feeling like getting full privacy with his wife at his arrival this time.

Much different from the state of the kitchen in his service home at the airport. Shahdan felt he knew and memorized everything outside his head. More often than not, they have no in-house assistants. Because Shahdan is a single man who often comes home and lives in the home of parents with his brothers.