It's not my fault for taking your wife
BSMI 70's

Allan is in a hurry to return to the room after an embarrassing incident about the mode being uncovered. Not only Amir who does not know the word kapok, Allan was the same. After many times the mode failed and was caught, he still runs the other mode. And it turns out, not only the rucika pipe whose water flows far, unfortunately Allan also flows far.

Exhaling a coarse breath, Allan dropped his body on the lip of the bed. He cursed himself for the stupidity he did.

“Huh ... Maysha can't be a team mode either. Even leak. Want to put where this face in front of Giany.”

Allan grabbed the phone from his pants pocket. Finding a human contact number sucks him the most.

“Halo, Boss!” there was an Amir voice on the other end of the phone.

“Bring the rope here!”

“Make what, Boss?” asked Amir with furrowed brows.

“Make a suicide!” the answer is ketus, then disconnect the phone just like that. Amir who was in the post just scratching his head to hear the sarcastic order.

“Bos why, try. Time to ask for rope to commit suicide. Did I make a mistake?”

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On the other hand, Giany was in Maysha's room. It was time for the little girl to sleep. Giany was trying to put him to sleep by reading a fairy tale. The thing that had made Giany feel anxious and amused was, Maysha had several times asked the baby sister who had been whispered by her father.

One kiss of love he gave on Maysha's forehead when it was sound in his sleep. It is true that Maysha was not born from her womb, but with all her heart she loved her little daughter.

“Good sleep, Dear.”

Giany came out of the room after turning off the main light, leaving a dim light emanating from the sleeping lights. The woman immediately went upstairs, perhaps her husband who was the king of the mode was already sleeping. Throughout the stairs, a smile never separated from Giany's face. Given how embarrassed Allan was because of his own actions.

He turned the door handle slowly until it made no sound. Then turn your head inward. There was a smile rising at the corner of his lips when he found Allan was choosing clothes from inside the closet. Yes, his sturdy back and arms moved freely as if he had never been injured before.

Giany went inside, got closer to Allan and helped pick up the clothes. “This is what I got, Mas. Mas' back and arms are hurting.”

Allan glanced at Giany with cute pursed lips. It seems like Giany is deliberately insinuating her subtly. Allan really wanted to bite the creature that was standing next to him. “You deliberately insinuated yes?”

“Indeed Mas feel insinuated?”

Allan. For a few moments there was no sound. The two dissolve in a deep mutual drama. It was as if that gaze was able to channel the great feeling of love between the two.

“Hahaha!” The laughter both broke. Either laugh at Giany's insensitivity or Allan's mode continues to fail.

Allan grabbed Giany's body, hugged him tightly while immersing a kiss of affection on the forehead.

There are some people who think that love does not always have to be expressed. Because body language can also explain how much love a person has to his partner.

Maybe this is what Allan and Giany are like. Without expressing each other's feelings. Because the universe has a unique way of uniting the two, as well as in realizing true love.

“Mas, I'm sorry. I don't understand a lot of things. I just saw what was in front of my eyes, without understanding everything. This is our second night as a couple. But, I have not fulfilled my duty to you as a wife.”

Allan rubbed Giany's long hair. He gives kisses on the right and left eyelids alternately. “Running the obligation is not just about the bed. I know you need time too. I allow you to touch it because of love, not just naf*su.”

Giany frozen. His pair of eyeballs were bathed in clear liquid. How gentle Allan treated him. He almost forgot all the bad memories he had about the meaning of marriage.

"Come together, yuk!"

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