It Turns out There's Love
78 - ON THE LAP

The beautiful girl tried to swallow the saliva with great difficulty. His throat suddenly dried. She was very surprised, nervous and unexpected with her husband's bold attitude. During his time as his best friend, Fariz seemed polite and a little shy. But why after becoming her husband, the man did not shyly show all unexpected attitudes.

Zafira froze. Unable to issue words or actions to avoid let alone forbid the man who had laid his head on his lap.

Fariz froze on Zafira's lap. His heart rumbled like a wave in the middle of the ocean, when he felt his head and lay perfectly on his wife's thigh. He did not expect, could do something as silly and brave as this. Because of his instincts that required warmth and thirst for touch from the wife, he reflexively dropped the head on the girl's thigh, without thinking about the consequences he had to accept after this. Could Zafira be scolding him all out and even throw him out of bed?

Both bodies are also broken. Instantly the beat in the heart beat beautifully without a word. No sound of anything was heard. Not a word was said. The room was suddenly silent between the darkness of the night. Only his second breath sounded start to blow irregularly, hinting that there was an inescapable nervousness appearing in the heart. The nervousness instantly struck like lightning. The swipe had shaken the chest, rendering the two unable to utter a word or sound.

Zafira looked down at the face on his lap. The two girls hands suddenly drooped limp on the bed, clenched, without being able to make any movements. His hand that had held the blanket just slipped out of his grip. His power disappeared.

And so did Fariz. His face looked red to the earlobe. Undeniably, the man felt the same as Zafira. Feeling nervous. Only his eyes kept staring at the zafira, implying a meaning, that how great the love that was in his heart for the beautiful girl.

Zafira's eyes were still wide open, imprinted on the handsome face above his thigh which was now turning his head to look at him with unmoved eyes.

Fariz continued to look up, staring deep, charming faces on top of him. What beautiful eyes. Soft and ripe lips. Black and natural eyebrow hair without shaving. Facial skin is smooth and looks well groomed. Everything in Zafira made him drunk. There was no word of satisfaction in his heart enjoying the beautiful face of the wife. His breath up and down, blowing irregularly, was this close to Zafira. She could clearly see Zafira's face as she bowed like that as if to kiss her. Unfortunately, that was Fariz's only thought. Though the girl bowed not want to kiss him, but felt surprised to see the large body without permission immediately lay her head on her thighs.

Fariz stared at the pair of eyes with such a beautiful black bead. Zafira's face looks blushing. His white skin seemed very clearly painting a reddish color. For a lifetime, there was never a man lying on his lap. But tonight, he felt very nervous and misbehaved to find the man who had been his best friend had been lying so comfortably on his thighs.

Fariz suspected that Zafira's reddened skin with eyes that were still wide open looked at him, because he was holding back his annoyance because he had dared to lie on his thighs without permission. But the man was not at all afraid. He did not care if the wife would scold him or throw him out of the room. He will accept all consequences for his actions. Right now, most importantly, he could be spoiled for a moment on the lap of the beautiful girl. Affairs scolded or even expelled into numbers to so. Can think about it later.

"Oh my God, I felt like I was dreaming. This time I couldn't believe what I was going through. It's like a dream. I find it hard to believe. Am I really in Zafira's lap? The girl I've loved all this time? My heart was really nervous being this close to him," the inner man felt disbelief. His eyes could not see the face above him.

"Fariz, what are you doing? Why are you lying down like this? Why do I get nervous about being this close to you?" hissed the girl filled with all sorts of questions in her heart. Both hands still look stiff on the mattress, does not cause any movement.

The two brides struggled with the raging feelings in each other's hearts. It is natural that both of them feel nervous. Because this is their first experience to be this intimate and harmonious after a decades-long friendship.

Zafira tries to regulate feelings. His eyes that had been wide open, now made as normal as possible to cover the feelings in the heart, do not let Fariz know. Slowly he turned his gaze, glancing to the side. Glancing everywhere, the important thing is not to clash with the eyes of the man in his lap.

Fariz waited a few minutes. Waiting and ensuring the next reaction of the wife. Will it nag, scold, strangle, even kick him from the top of the bed? Moreover, the position of Fariz who was on the thigh of the wife, making it easier for the girl if she wanted to kick him down from the bed.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was no reaction. The girl was still silent, banging her eyes to the left side. There was no prohibition or marahan sentence indicated by Zafira. Usually, if there is something that is not in accordance with his heart and desires, Zafira will immediately nag, avoid even scold. But not this time. The girl seemed to let and impressed to allow. She gave the husband the green light to stay on his lap.

At first Fariz thought, Zafira would scold and expel him for having dared to lie on his thigh without asking permission first. But after a few minutes passed. The girl looked calm. There is no rejection. There are no bursts of larvae from its mouth that are sometimes very spicy and deadly. She let her husband lie on her lap without triggering any prohibitions or other rules that she made herself.

Apparently tonight, a golden opportunity sided with Fariz, coming towards him. He would not waste any opportunity let alone waste his time. That means Fariz's luck. The man drew a smirk smile, relieved that no ban had been triggered from the girl's lips. Fariz could have launched another action. Hopefully the wife will continue to behave like this. Calm. Quiescent. Become statues. That was the hope that was in the mind of that man.

Don't want to wait any longer. Slowly Fariz's hand extended upwards, touching the soft cheeks on it.

"Lickness"

Back Zafira swallows the salivary. His eyes that had deliberately glanced to the left side to avoid Fariz's gaze, now reflexes back down to look at the handsome face below.

Not only Zafira, the husband also looks still clumsy stroking his wife's face. Understandably, for life, only this time he could be this intimate with the girl who had made him crazy. A few sips of saliva were done by the man to wet the throat that felt dry.

Not only the husband, the wife felt the same way, her throat suddenly felt thirsty. The skin of his face seemed to burn when the hands of men who had always been considered friends touched the soft pores of his face. He could feel how soft Fariz's hand touched as if flowing a circle of love water all over his body.

Fariz did not stop his actions. He kept stroking Zafira's smooth cheeks for a while. While not letting go of the gentle gaze on the beautiful girl. It could not be expressed in words how happy his heart was right now. Slowly but surely he began to be able to touch some parts of his wife's body. Although it was only cheeks, but it was already more than enough to make the man's heart float high. Although not directly able to touch the whole body of his wife, but at least he can draw the conclusion, that Zafira did not mind the touch he did.

The man hoped, with the small touches he gave could erode the distance that had been stretched by the wife in their household heresy.

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