Honours
35. Inner war and logic (1 ).
Nasha saw the decoration of the bride's room so beautiful. Strewed with fragrant flowers. For a moment his steps stopped, he was stunned to look at the beautiful room.
"Just ignore the decoration. Once we sleep with a new atmosphere" said Bang Gesang.
The POV Bang Gesang.
I know Nasha is very saddened by the pain of Papa Khobar, my father-in-law.
I also understood Nasha's situation and I couldn't possibly force myself to be together for the night with my wife Nasha. My feelings as a man may not be prevented, but my body is clearly responding to Nasha's presence. My very beautiful wife is still complete with beautiful bridal clothes, as well as facial makeup that is still ninety-five percent attached despite being exposed to many sweeps of the outside world.
"I'm sorry Bang, I don't think Nasha is ready....."
"It's okay, you understand. Sleep deck.. You know you're tired" I said to calm Nasha, but my selfish soul as a man is not calm and does not accept because I am also an ordinary man, but I can still think clearly not to force myself just because my lust is already as high as the sky.
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"At least you can still lock your mouth shut Sar..!!! Nasha was shocked to hear that her father had a heart attack" I told her that I had just learned about Papa Khobar's disease. For a long time I was suspicious about the drugs in my in-laws' bag but he just argued that it was a male-only vitamin.
"I'm sorry, I'm very worried to see Nasha's reaction" replied Bekisar my friend.
"If you can slightly close your master's secret, surely the result will not be this severe. At least the personal affairs of the boss let his own boss who talked to the family, if we as a mispronounced aide, could be destroyed all Sar..!!!" I really rebuked Bekisar.
"Ready wrong ting. Next time I'll be more alert." Answer my friend.
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I glanced at Nasha, my wife was not yet asleep and was still sitting on the edge of the bed. His eyes turned red and I finally decided to go into the room to accompany Nasha. The beautiful view from the top of the hotel seemed to have no effect whatsoever for Nasha.
POV Bang Gesang.
"Why not sleep? The clothes have not been changed" said Bang Gesang.
"Nasha doesn't want to do anything Bang" Nasha replied.
"Papa is much better and can joke with his best friend. Do you think Papa would be happy to see his daughter sad like this?" Bang Gesang rubbed Nasha's hand. "Reply change clothes and clean the body. It was from the morning that the clothes stuck. Is it heavy?" Bang Gesang pulls Nasha's little bag. He already understands if usually the bag contains personal needs of the wife.
Nasha took the bag. "Don't look here. Nasha's gonna grab something"
"Take it. Brother will also not use your goods" said Bang Gesang sound relaxed but quite annoying.
"Nasha wants to open the Bang hijab"
Bang Gesang smiled, meaning that he would see Nasha like three years ago, when he first saw Nasha as he is now. "Open up..!! This brother is your husband, do you think this brother is still your aide?"
"For ever Brother will remain as an aide to Nasha" replied Nasha and then took off her hijab hook.
The hook was released, Bang Gesang pulled Nasha's hijab until her hair was beautifully severed. "Subhanallah..!!" Bang Gesang sat down and then lowered his gaze undue. He only glanced at Nasha from the mirror that was in front of him.
Somehow at first, Nasha also took a look at Bang Gesang. But when the glances met each other, they again threw away the view with misbehavior. "You clean the body. Later Abang sleeps on the sofa if you are not comfortable" Bang Gesang stood up to dodge but Nasha grabbed Bang Gesang's hand.
"Remain here, sleep with Nasha..!!" Nasha Pinta.
"Are you sure you're not bothered with Brother?" Ask Bang Gesang.
"Neither Bang, Abang is here" Nasha said.
Bang Gesang nodded then took off his shirt and loosened his belt. Nasha sat down restlessly. He just squeezed the end of the bag he was holding.
Nasha's husband hid a smile because he knew Nasha looked so nervous. His attitude also appeared. He stood right in front of Nasha showing his flat stomach patterned with torn bread.
Nasha grew increasingly panicked when right in front of his eyes, looks manhood Bang Gesang already stiffened clothes. "Emmm.. Nasha wants to go to the bathroom" she said because she did not want to think about things that were not-no even though in the end her mind was floating around. Nasha immediately moved up and walked quickly towards the bathroom.
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Nasha was so agitated that she was confused about what to do.
"I have to how? Brother is not forcing, but as Bang Wira's wife... I need to know myself too." His murmur was still pacing and only the sound of the tap ringing disguised his nervousness.
While outside the room, Bang Gesang set his breath. As a man he tried to calm down.
"If this is the case, then what?? I don't want to force Nasha, but my heart isn't in line with my mind. Should I take her well??" Bang Gesang muttered no less worriedly.
Before long the door opened. Nasha came out wearing a satin sleeping dress and walked slowly to the bed.
Bang Gesang's eyes continued to glare, his mouth agape at the satin dress forming the curves of Nasha's body. Bang Gesang's blood swish raced profusely heating the crown of the head.
"Will you go to the bathroom?" Nasha asked to relieve her nervousness.
Bang Gesang's foot reflexes stepped over to Nasha. "Abang wants you..!!" Bang Gesang answered as if he had broken a promise.
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