Hey, My Cold Husband!
Come with me out!

Mika looked fearfully at the man. The man he knew very well. The man who recently entered into his life. That man is Raga, her husband. Raga stared intently at Mika who was sitting next to her making Mika shrink instantly.

"Remain you're here, huh!" raga snapped, not too audible because Violet's singing voice echoed in the room.

Mika was shaking her lips. "I'm sorry sir," said Mika.

"Ckk, you're so naughty! You already have a husband, why look for another man here!" snapped Raga again.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. I'll tell you later but not here."

Raga boiled her breath riled up. He stood up, pulling Mika's hand violently. "Follow me out!" said.

"Hey Raga, can't you wait to take that little lady to the hotel?" said the man dressed casually, his hands aggressively ping Sekar who was pouring drinks into a small glass.

Raga looked at her friend for a moment. "Curtain!" decih Raga then again stepped out of the VVIP room, leaving her friends. His hand pulled roughly Mika's arm that kept thrashing for release.

Raga pushes Mika's body against the wall. Her face really looks angry after seeing Mika in a karaoke place like this.

Mika could only fall silent, feeling the pain on her back now. He looked at Raga in fear. He had no idea what Raga would do now to him. His eyes closed, he did not want to see what Raga would do to him.

Raga's hand grabbed Mika's shoulders. Her eyes reddened, her jaw hardened, Mika knew Raga was really angry at her this time. He knew it was his fault, and he received any punishment from Raga.

Raga brought her face closer to Mika, erasing the distance between them. His eyes looked at Mika's slightly thick lips that were poloed by the red lipstick and then he closed his eyes as well.

Father, Mika is afraid, hiks. This fierce master will definitely hit Mika... Mr, please Mika...

Cupps!

Mika felt a chewy object stick to her lips and she felt Raga's grip on her shoulder begin to loosen.

Raga kissed Mika's tight lips. He kissed her very gently, no bite or *******. He was just enjoying Mika's lips. 

The kiss did not last long, Raga immediately released the kiss. He looked at Mika who was still closing her eyes. "Open your eyes, you fool!" raga's snatch made Mika open her eyes.

Raga still stared at Mika sharply. "After you go home, you have to explain it to me, understand!" said Raga.

Mika nodded. He grins his own lips. "Sir, did you just kiss my lips?"

Raga rolled her eyes lazily. "I just want to remove your lipstick! It's so flashy as long as you know!"

"Stay You wipe it off with your lips! It's called a kiss, sir. You took my first kiss, sir!" Mika hit Raga's field softly.

Raga grinned. "So happy are you that I kissed?"

Mika glared while shaking her head. "No! Who likes to be kissed suddenly like that!"

"Oh so you want me to kiss again, yeah. You pervert!" cibir Raga, his hands are shaking Mika's head.

Mika looked at Raga's thin lips. He glared for a moment. Raga's lips are red, it must be a lipstick that she wears so stick to Raga's lips as well. "Master, your lips are red" Mika said as she pointed at her own lips.

"Where?" tanyakanya.

"Prince the lips."

Raga lowered her body slightly. "Clean up" he said.

Mika cleansed Raga's red lips with her palm. He didn't care if his palm would be red.

After cleaning her lipstick that was attached to Raga's thin lips, Mika kept her palms away. "Already sir. It's clean." said Mika, giving her thumbs up in front of Raga's face.

Raga smiled obliquely. He lifted his body again. His hand touched his own lips.

"Sir, are those three friends of yours?" ask Mika.

"Why?"

"Their face is like a pervert Om-om."

"Currently, do you feel comfortable with the material-less clothes?" tanya Raga with both eyebrows fused together.

Mika looked at her own clothes. It is quite open, even his clothes length up to the thigh.

"I was dressed like this. Mami, it was Mami who gave it to her." replied Mika.

Raga boiled her breath, she unbuttoned her blue shirt making Mika who saw it raise her eyebrows, not understanding what Raga wanted to do with that shirt shirt.

After all the buttons on her shirt were removed, Raga removed the shirt from her body. Now he was wearing a plain white shirt and he approached Mika, tying the shirt to Mika's slender pingang.

Mika who was treated was just silent, she held her breath when Raga's body was only an inch away even she could feel the masculine fragrance of the Man's body.

After the shirt was already elevated at Mika's waist and Mika's thighs were now no longer exposed, Raga distanced her body.

Mika just followed Raga's footsteps from behind. Staring at Raga's straight back. Raga's shirt is already attached to her waist so she won't show off her smooth thighs to other Men.

"Had it seasoned?" the man in the white shirt asked, but his gaze was not diverted from Violet who was busy caressing her face.

Raga rolled her eyes lazily. "I should have asked like that!" ketus Raga's.

Raga sat her butt next to the white-tinted man. He pulled Mika's hand so that Mika would sit next to him.

"You see them, they're so disgusting!" whisper Raga to Mika.

Mika looked at the confused Raga. "Who is disgusting?" tanyakanya.

"Basic fool!" swear Raga while touching Mika's forehead. "Look at those women, they're like cheap women" she said.

"Sir, do you want to be treated like that? For example, right now, the one next to you is not me." asked Mika.

"No way!"

"Why sir? You're a pervert like them."

"Hey!" shout Raga. "Who do you call a pervert, huh?!" snapped Raga.

Mika is grinning the horse. "Hehe, you master." replied Mika, innocent.

Raga kicked Mika's leg. "Hey, you're annoying ya!" grunts Raga, pissed.

Mika looked around. His eyes glared at the black-clothed man who kissed Dance's lips with heat. The man's burly hands touched Dance's breasts. Mika instantly closed her eyes with both hands.

Seeing Mika's howl like that, Raga also looked around. And his eyes caught one of his hot-sparking friends there. Raga looked at Mika again, of course Mika would close her eyes because the scene was very dirty and disgusting.

Raga forcefully opened Mika's hand that covered her eyes. "Why close your eyes? Isn't that a very romantic sight?" goda Raga's.

Mika turned her face away. He didn't want to see such an indecent sight. He looked at Raga. "Sir, I want to go home. I'm not comfortable in a place like this, sir." whined Mika at Raga.

"Why? Don't you just work here?" Raga teases Mika again.

Mika shakes. "No sir. I want to go home.." whine Mika.

Raga breathed. "All right, let's go home." Raga got up from her seat.

"Where are you going?" ask the man in casual clothes.

"Back home!" answer Raga, briefly.

"You want to take that little lady home?" ask the man in the white shirt, join the hoard.

"It's none of your business!" ketus Raga then wavers away from there. Followed by Mika, Mika walked a little run to balance Raga's steps.

In the car, Mika plays the tissue in Raga's car. He pulled out a lot of tissue and threw it in any direction.

The focus of the body began to be uncomfortable when the tissue flew on his face. With annoyed left hand he lay to Mika's head making Mika strangled. "Can you stop wasting tissue?!" pissed Raga.

Instead of stopping wasting the tissue, Mika deliberately threw the tissue in front of Raga's face upset Raga half to death with the girl.

"Stop that! Or I'll throw it out of my car!" menacam Raga's.

Mika put the tissue box down quickly. He grinned the horse at Raga who was still focused on driving.

"Sir, have you ever done that to another woman before?" ask Mika.

"Do that what?" Raga turned around to ask.

"Do like that black-clothed man with Kak Tari earlier."

Raga glanced at Mika for a moment. "Why did you suddenly ask that?" tanyakanya.

"Ahh, no. I just want to ask what is delicious?" ambiguous question from Mika's mouth.

Raga scrunched her forehead, not understanding. "What's delicious?"

"Hmm, do like your friend" said Mika, slowly.

Raga smiled obliquely. "What a mess of your mind!"

"Ahh come on, forget it." said Mika. He leaned his head against the seat. His mouth was yawning, sleepy. He positioned his body as comfortable as possible to sleep. Not long after, Mika was already in a dreamland.