IN-LAW
Dating with husband

"Main ice skating huh?" take Varga as the couple cross the ice skating Arena in the mall where they are dating.

"But Ara can't sister,"

"It's all right, brother-in-law." Varga pulls out Aralia's hand, buys a ticket and picks up the shoes.

Varga helps Aralia put on her shoes and puts Aralia's hand on the border of the area to support her, while Varga puts on her shoes.

"Let's go," Varga reached out her hand to hold her hand, and led Aralia into the ice skating rink.

"That's a movement like I made" said Varga, moving his legs back and forth.

Aralia followed the instructions Varga taught her." Well, haha Ara can be sis," Aralia excited.

"Well, try to come here." Varga slid a meter away from Aralia.

Slowly Aralia released her brace on the iron barrier and moved her legs slowly.

"Let's swing her legs." Varga cried out his hands ready to catch Aralia.

Aralia pushed her body forward, trying to slide but nothing had fallen.

Brakk!

Aralia's body hit the icy cold floor.

"Hey ...," Varga approached, "is that okay, dear?" Varga leaned over extending her hand.

"Sick ah," Aralia grimaced and her husband smiled.

"It's okay, baby, it has to be so first, right? His name is also a newbie." Varga helps Aralia stand up.

"We try again, yes" Varga said, putting Aralia's hands on her waist. "Try to go slowly ." Her request.

"No way!" Aralia refuses, and hugs Varga.

"Rb ... Believe me, brother Ara can definitely."

"No want! Get Ara out of here. Ara's body was sick when she fell earlier."

"Come on, baby" said Varga, stroking Aralia's head. His wife shook her head.

"Yes already, my guide." Varga hugged Aralia from behind, and pushed Aralia's body slowly forward.

"No, don't let go" Aralia was terrified.

"Not going to."

Sliding in slow motion, making Aralia feel calm, Varga was behind him.

"I'm free, yes" Varga let go of her hand and in panic Aralia fell down again.

Pile

"You want to die!" Shouted Aralia, Varga laughed out loud.

"Don't panic dong, ah you're this." Varga extends her hand to help Aralia wake up.

"My hand alone" Varga clasped Aralia's hand tightly, then carried her moving.

"Let's take a slow step," just two steps Aralia almost fell again, lucky Varga was quick to catch him. Aralia restrains and takes her by the hand.

Aralia looked up at Varga, "i'm scared and it's cold in here, we're playing somewhere else, brother,"

"Uh .. You are this. I'll take you around after that we're out of here huh."

"No way!"

"Nih's the waistband brother, don't let go if you don't want to fall. One round of it." Varga clasped Aralia's hand to her waist and carried her to the middle of the Arena. Sliding from slow motion until he felt that Aralia was comfortable with Varga moving fast

"Belgium .... Haha." Aralia's laughter echoed in the air. He hugged Varga from behind after arriving at his original place.

"How's it?" Varga asked, turning to look at Aralia. His wife was pale and her lips were trembling. "Ra, you're cold." Aralia nodded quickly.

"Come here" Varga cupped Aralia's face with both hands, scooping Aralia's trembling lips. Gives a warm feeling there. Aralia. He harrumphed and did not expect that Varga would do such a thing in public. Long sip it with closed eyes.

Aralia patted Varga's chest. He was too embarrassed and afraid that Varga would lose control. Cheers and whistles were heard from some people and some were staring unhappily.

Varga doesn't care, "it's not cold, is it?" tanyanya looked at Aralia.

Whaan? Aralia nodded.

"Yes, we're out of here." Varga helps Aralia out and takes off her jacket and shoes.

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"Coffee?"

"You," Sahut Aralia clasped Varga's hand tightly. They walked to a cafe.

"You want cake?" Aralia nodded." Yeah, you've been looking for a seat" he added.

"Don't I want to go for a walk, book a paper cup."

"How's the cake?"

"No need then, I'm going for a walk. Hurry along!" Varga nodded and walked towards the cashier.

Ordering two hot capucinos then paying for them.

"Where are you going?"

"Aground me,"

"Wanna watch?"

"Ara doesn't like it," isn't it usual for women to like it? Ara is different and Varga is grateful because she also does not like to watch in the cinema.

"Work clothes?" Aralia nodded quickly, uh won't refuse.

At the famous clothing store by the name of 'sun', Aralia walks down various displays. But none of them attracted his heart. Varga helped point one by one on display at the statue. Aralia shook her head, sometimes Varga pointed at the minimal clothes to make them both laugh.

"Ra, out of as many clothes in this store nothing draws your heart?" Aralia shook her head and chuckled.

"Uh kau ini, kakak capek tahu." Varga mengecup kening Aralia. Lalu tersenyum usil saat matanya melihat sesuatu yang menggelitik hatinya.

"Let's find it," Varga pulled Aralia's hand somewhere.

"Looks like you fit that, Ra. Brother wants to see." Appoint Varga on a statue wearing Lingerie complete with a pair of purple interiors. Aralia swerved spontaneously pushing Varga into the statue.

Brakkkk

Varga overlapping his statue made visitors who were there look at him. Aralia turned around withholding laughter hiding in the row of clothes.

Aralia! Spontaneous Varga woke up and erected the statue back to its origin. People looked at him with amused looks. Some were clucking and also laughing at him. Varga's rout hinted at misdeeds.

"It's a statue of a loh pak not a doll sek," said the store's male employee. Varga was embarrassed and apologized.

Sorry, sorry, sorry, he said without a sound.

Aralia sat down with stomach pain from laughing in a row of clothes hanging.

"I'd like to buy that" Varga pointed to the statue. The employee looked at him with his mouth open. Unbelieving and shaking his head looked at Varga like the world's hottest man.

"Who will buy his statue" Bodolah, shame. Watch out for you, Ara....

" I'm not lustful. I was more interested in that purple lacy translucent outfit" he added quickly.

"Oh good sir," strange ... strange man deformity sek, good-looking if ugly has been bullied. the employee goosebumps.

"Sorry the statue of that man loves your sexy outfit. I'll dress in sexier clothes." The employee muttered while stripping the statue.

"This is sir pay it to the cashier." Varga took it and took it to the cashier. Some eyes looked at him with a smile.

Varga paid for it, Aralia is still hiding in her place.

"Let's go home Ara" Varga said in a flat tone. Aralia looked up, reached out Varga's hand grabbed her helping Aralia wake up.

"What's that?" aralia asked still holding back a laugh.

"Uh this you," Varga flicked her finger at Aralia's forehead. "For you!"

"What?" Varga chuckles leaving Aralia looking at the cloth in the Bag paper. "He bought it." muttered Aralia, running small after Varga.

"We're coming home, I can't wait to see you wearing that" he said, stepping straight up toward the elevator.

"No way."

Varga pulled Aralia's arm, made her approach then whispered. "That's the punishment for humiliating me without helping me earlier."

Aralia chuckled, recalling how Varga overcame the sexy statue wearing that see-through outfit.

"Tonight you'll have to work hard." Hiss Varga, then get into the elevator.

"Don't want to .." muttered Aralia clasping Varga's hand holding back a laugh.

When the couple was at the door of the Mall, it was raining.

"Rain, how's this?" Aralia was pampered on Varga's shoulder.

"It's okay to take a taxi" Varga pulled out his phone.

"So let's go home on foot," Aralia ran to the rain.

"Ara ...," Call Varga put her phone back in her pants pocket, running after Aralia.

"Bettle brother,"

"What order?"

"This outfit. Who later arrived at the minimarket he will wear this.

"Really?" Varga spirit, both of them are already kuyub exposed to rain.

"One, two, three." Ara pinched Varga's stomach and then ran first. He knows Varga's steps are long and will beat him.

"Oh pain dear ...." Varga's cry withstood the pain. Aralia chuckled she was already far away but Varga had just started her run.

Aralia ran in the rain, passing some shops that had closed. His long hair carried water on his back.

Almost there, Varga pulls Aralia up and takes her back.

"Eih .. Varga's brother cheated." Aralia's protest held Varga's waist. Both of them chuckled and fell into the street.

Aralia tried to get up, really she did not want to wear that tacky clothes. Varga pulled him to his feet and hit Varga's chest. Their eyes sat face to face, Varga blew Aralia's face gently and the opportunity was used Varga get up and run to the minimarket.

"Sir Varga cheated! That's not fair." Shouted Aralia throwing Bagpaper in her sulking.

Varga went into the minimarket to take coffee and brew it. Waiting for Aralia to arrive.

"Evil!" High intonation, throw Bagpaper towards Varga. The man chuckles to see Aralia pick up the noodles and brew them.

"You eat that?" Asked Varga frowning.

"Bod,"

"It's a shame we can buy some other food."

"What poison is this?" Aralia stirred and then closed it back." Pay me to wait outside" he said annoyed.

"Geez, bad-tempered" Varga went to the cashier and paid him off.

Varga approached Aralia who was sitting enjoying a noodle pop. Sipping and sipping the sauce and then screeched delicious. Warm radiated to his hungry stomach.

"Have you?" ask Varga, "hike a taxi or still running around?" Varga held back a laugh, Aralia still pouted for losing a bet.

"Where is a taxi that wants to take people wet like gini," Aralia turned to Varga who was standing next to her. Swallowing saliva saw the chest of Varga's field exposed. "Job online is fine." Aralia bit her own lips.

Varga orders for two people, while waiting for Aralia to lean her head against Varga's arm. Two bikes arrived, Varga approached them and talked. Then he called Aralia.

"Brother Varga brought it?" Tanya Aralia saw Driver switch places.

"Mmm, uh,"

Aralia smiled, wrapped her hands around Varga's waist while leaning her head against her husband's back.

The journey took only fifteen

Not far from the hotel, Varga pulled over the motorbike he was carrying. "Let's get down, Ra," he said, waiting for Driver and giving tips to the two drivers.

"Thank you sir" said the two, with a happy look. Varga nodded.

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"Sister, I took a shower first." Aralia brought towels and clothes to the bathroom.

"Shower with me" Varga followed.

"No way," Aralia ran to close the door but Varga held back swiftly.

"Sister!" Shouted Aralia sulking. Varga pulls Aralia's hand into the shower and turns on the water. Allow water to wash both.

Varga cupped Aralia's face making his wife look up. "Anger," he said, then sucked his wife's lips softly. Aralia on her tiptoes wrapped her hands around Varga's neck. Replying without hesitation despite sometimes crashing his teeth on Varga's teeth. The kiss was getting hotter and still carried by the water makes both of them excited.

Varga lifted Aralia's body and Aralia swiftly wrapped her legs around her waist. Swiping Varga's head full of emotion of desire as well as Varga he explored the curve of Aralia's neck. Biting the red ear was gentle and rained a peck all over Aralia's face.

Varga took Aralia out of the bathroom and laid her on the sofa. Both of them took off their clothes and returned to making out with the heat. Aralia began shrewd and no longer awkward despite often making mistakes in touch.

Down there, in the garden of heaven the world's busty man playing field with his mouth. Sweep and give small massages with flavor until the owner of the garden gasps by biting his lips that feel dry.

His outstretched hand pulled the hair of the brat who tormented him with delicacy. Take her up, ask for a drop of water to wet her mouth that feels dry. Poking out his instrument to be spoiled by the idol of the heart while his one hand seeks a sword ready to fight there.

The Eve grabbed him and directed, with great difficulty the master of the sword tried to push even deeper.

"Ah ...," Long leg sounded from the sweet mouth of the soulmate, as the sword managed to enter it deeper.

The sword owner whispered in a sensual tone, full of mist of desire in his Hawanya ears to call out his name as the two worked hard to earn victory.

A smile etched beautifully on that face in response, Her hands were coiled on her back, rubbing vigorously while holding back the tiny groan of her lips. The movement was slowly fast and managed to escape the name of the sword master from his mouth.

"Price ...."

They spend a cold night full of sweat in the name of love.