
Chapters. 74
Kendra pulled her own hair. It was as if he was frustrated with the new aoa he knew. Her mother could have told Dilla first about her.
Okay, if this is the plot, I don't have to pretend anymore. Inner Kendra.
Kendra took a deep breath, then exhaled very roughly. Stare intently at Dilla's room door.
"Pa, can Kendra break the door?" kendra asked, looking at her papa. Where the man instantly got a punch on his arm.
"Don't worry about you, Kend!" jakak bu Mawar did not agree with what Kendra would do.
"Well, how did Kendra get in, Ma? While Kendra's wife inside was angry," whined Kendra with a face of pity.
Papa Atmadja stifles laughter at seeing a young man who is very agile in the business world, but can behave like this just because of women's problems. Really his daughter is not wrong to get a man this time.
"Papa has a spare key" said papa Atmadja.
Papa Atmadja then told his assistant to take the key. Then give it to the son-in-law.
"Still, Pa," Kendra said after receiving the key.
"Don't be loud. There are still many people here, "remember Miss Rose to her son. Kendra was grinning about her mother's message just now.
"Kendra can't promise, Ma," Kendra replied.
Then two middle-aged people left the newlyweds who were passionate. Not bother anymore.
Kendra opened the door to her wife's room. He did not want to on the first day they married, he slept outside in such an embarrassing condition.
"Honey," called Kendra as she walked inside while dragging a suitcase containing some of her clothes.
There is no word from Dilla. Kendra stepped in even more. He saw his wife lying on the bed.
Dilla knows everything. Why are they pretending again. He will be himself from now on. After all, they are legitimate and Kendra is free to do anything.
His feet stepped towards the bed without making any more noise. While his hand pulled the rope on the waist of the bathrobe he was wearing. Then take it off and throw it originally. Until now Kendra's body looks plain.
The man climbed onto the bed, and laid his body behind Dilla. Because Dilla's position is on her back to the door.
"Honey .. are you sleeping?" kendra asked as she touched Dilla's arm from below and then pointed upwards.
However, Kendra did not get any reply from Dilla. The man exhaled his breath. This woman fell asleep so quickly. Though he was outside withstanding the greatest shame.
"You really sleep? Hmm?" Kendra tries to wake Dilla up again by kissing her free neck.
Still, he got no response from Dilla. It makes Kendra so nervous.
"Okay, lose you don't want to wake up, I'll wake you up my way" Kendra said.
In the next second the man kissed Dilla's exposed shoulder and then also pulled the line over the shoulder and lowered the cloth that blocked her eyes to see the beauty of the wife's body.
While his lips continue to kiss for the sake of suction on the neck and shoulders, his hands began to expand forward.
Kendra smiled as her hands were still very empty of places where her favorite was.
"Greater and firmer" he commented so frontally while squeezing the part he liked. Not only his hands, but his mouth was also very fond of that place. More so the ends begin to harden.
Uh! It feels like he wants to quickly unite the body and soul. However, if the state of the wife is still asleep, can it be called rapist*an?
"Bodo. This is all mine. A payment that is worth what I have," elak Kendra who justifies the thought of the curse.
Hayoo ... on the broom first there's her brain. Let it not be dirty. Wkwkwk. Good night nifsu sa'ban, Ayang Ayang Yuta. Read a lot of Surah Yasin, later. Let's balance. Eh^^