
Clara squirmed on the bed, under a thick blanket that covered almost her entire body. Slowly his eyes opened and he found Clinton still asleep beside him. Clara smiled at Clinton's face with messy hair. Clara's hand raised stroked Clinton's cheek. However, the man was so calm. After looking at Clinton's face, Clara moved, trying not to interrupt Clinton's sleep. And at once, Clara felt her body without clothes.
Clara sighed, and smiled like a madman. He sees his clothes splattered on the floor and ********** stranded on the bedside. Last night's fight with Clinton was indeed very brutal, leaving a still painful mark on her lower body.
The woman took her clothes that were scattered on the floor, then picked them up one by one and put them on. He saw Clinton wriggling, then fell asleep again in a supine position. She intended to throw herself into her husband's arms, but Clara felt pain in her stomach suddenly.
She grimaced, then held onto her stomach while walking into the bathroom. After feeling the pain, his stomach continued to churn and he felt that at the moment he was very nauseous, he wanted to spit out all his stomach contents. He rushed to the defecation site and vomited his entrails in there.
But, the nausea and pain in his stomach is still very pronounced. Then for the second time he vomited again.
"Duh, why? Get in the wind like." muttered Clara after she cleaned her lips and washed her face.
Clara came out of the bathroom, then headed for the sink. Brushing her teeth, without taking a shower. He had no passion for taking a shower this morning. While brushing her teeth, Clara gently massaged the back of her neck. Hope the nausea goes away soon.
On top of the bed, Clinton who was still asleep began to be disturbed by strange sounds from the bathroom. He squirms, then palpates his side, checking for Clara's whereabouts. But the woman was not beside him.
Clinton opened her eyes fully, when she realized the strange sound coming from the bathroom was her wife.
Clinton hurried up and headed for the bathroom to make sure. There, she finds Clara rinsing her teeth.
"Why you?'' ask Clinton to approach Clara.
"No idea, Nih. I think it's in the wind. My shirt was a little bit open last night. Plus we had dinner at the outdoor restaurant. The wind is very strong."
Clinton approached Clara, then gently massaged her wife's back. Clara felt a comfortable state as Clinton scolded her.
"I'll take breakfast first. Let's eat, keep eating out taking drugs" Clinton said.
"Yes, it's already." Clara nodded with a limp body. "But, the pijitin bentar dong." pinta Clara, then Clinton memapah Clara to lay her body on the bed.
Clinton patiently and deftly massaged Clara's back then turned to the back of the woman's neck. It seems to be true that he is currently catching a cold.
"I'll have breakfast first." said Clinton. He hurriedly took breakfast downstairs, the facilities and the resort. And after she took the food as needed, Clinton went back to their room and gave the food to Clara.
"This, eaten yes," Clinton spooned fried rice complete with eggs.
But, just as the food had reached Clara's mouth, the woman immediately felt a tremendous amount of nausea. Then, Clara quickly inched towards the bathroom and regurgitated her entrails. Assisted by Clinton, the man took a tissue, cleaning Clara's lips. Then back to Clara to sit on the sofa room. Clara's body was like agar, limp helpless. After that, Clinton gave Clara a warm sweet tea, so that the woman got a little energy and Clara again laid her body on the bed.
"Don't, Mas. I'm not good at the same Cannon is still in the morning gini ngerepotin he's afraid to bother Hans too!'' prevent Clara.
"Biarin. He was happy to be disturbed! I went to Hans's room, baby." added Clinton, who went out to call Hans. Clara could only nod her head because she was already weak and not powered, let alone her head was very dizzy.
Clinton ran out of the room and panicked
Heading to Hans's room, in the hallway of the Clinton resort met Nicho who had just exited the room. Nicho was a little confused to see Clinton running towards Hans' room and looked panicked.
"Woy, what's wrong with you? Still running in the morning? To Hans's room again?" nicho scolded a little scream.
"There's danger, Bro!" clinton answered accordingly, ignoring Nicho and focusing on Hans. Nicho could only be confused at Clinton's response. Nicho decided to come to Clinton's room because he was curious about what the danger was.
Tock.... Tock.... Tokkkp....
"Hans....!!! The cannon.....!! Wake up, this is bad!!!" clintons screamed violently.
Hans, who was enjoying bed sports in the morning or known as morning***, was forced to stop his activities and grow angry.
"Clinton fight....!!!!'' hans shouted annoyed.
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Early in the morning Clinton banged on Hans' room, asking Cannon to check on his wife. Clinton thought nothing of it except Clara, who panicked at the state of her spewing out all her entrails. Clinton kept on fidgeting, Hans never opened the door. Nicho who was curious about Clinton's behavior began to nudge Clinton's arm.
"What the hell are you doing, bro?" Nicho could not wait to see Clinton who had run from earlier yelling at Hans' room.
"No idea, Cho. Clara arrived unwell, I want to ask Cannon to check her condition. But, the base of the newlyweds accidentally did not open the door. Piss me! " grunts Clinton.
"Some of you ask please don't know the time!'' instead of defending Clinton, Nicho deliberately blamed his best friend. She who was the bride yesterday afternoon just understood the busyness of the newlyweds who are still passionate, Clinton's time is still a little newlyweds even do not understand!
In the room, in, Hans and Caniam still do their hot sport by ignoring the voice of Clinton who called him in front of the door because Hans felt very responsible and did not want to end it just like that due to the actions of his fellow soldiers that's. He continued to do the hot scene with passion even though Cannon had wanted to finish yes because it felt bad as Clinton who had been waiting and called him since then. With a forced and passionate still at the end of the sweet potato, Hans and Meriam finally ended their sweet struggle and went into the bathroom to bathe together.
"Bas!!''