Keyla Forever's
EPS-75

Chequek...

As the door opened, Keyla saw her husband, who was not in bed, and the room was clean, Keyla walked up to the bed and she heard the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom, finally Keyla headed to the closet room to prepare her husband's work clothes, not to forget also complete with ***********, although Keyla was a little uncomfortable, considering this is the first time.

Fatih came out of the bathroom, and saw the wife who was busy taking a tie, "Honey.." whispered Fatih in Keyla's ear, Fatih wrapped his hand around the wife, his wife, his warm breath raised the feathers of Keyla who was initially asleep.

Keyla silently stared at the embrace of her husband from behind, really, Keyla cursed her moon guest who came at an inappropriate time, but it was a natural way, not because it was made up.

Keyla fizzed, because Fatih was now tracing the neckline, and Fatih bit her, leaving a reddish mark there, "Sister is still wet you know, let's change clothes first, after that breakfast." Keyla tried to dodge, because she was afraid she could not resist the feeling of carelessness inside her body.

"How many days dear, a woman gets monthly guests," indeed Fatih was not able to hold something that spread in her body, even her little sister was now urged not because.

"One week older, there's more."

"Ah why so long, can't it be accelerated, two days?" Fatih protested, Fatih was frustrated to hear the word one week from the wife's mouth, this was only last night, he was already in a fog, what if the following nights, Fatih rubbed his face rough, he immediately changed the clothes his wife had prepared.

KEyla did not press her husband's prosthesis, she preferred to go to the bathroom and clean up, before long Keyla came out with a kimono attached to her body, she walked to the closet room to change clothes, and she walked into the closet, because the goal this morning will also work.

Keyla picky clothes, so that the view fell on the clothes that attracted his attention, not long after she began to apply makeup on her face, but her gaze fell on the neckline of her level, he said, she could clearly see the painting of her husband enthroned there.

"astaga, she can be this malignant" Keyla muttered, Keyla immediately covered with makeup in her hand, so as not to invite the gibahan in the morning, even though the whole office knew if she was newly married, but it's still embarrassing, according to Keyla.

Keyla came out with a wardrobe that was quite stunning, she saw her husband who was still struggling with a laptop that was still on, she walked over and stood in front of her husband who was on the sofa.

"Let's go, I'm ready," Keyla looks to have hooked the bag in her arms.

Fatih lifted her face, and she was stunned by the beauty of the wife, even her eyes did not blink, look, this man in front of her, every day always made to fall in love with just the appearance of the wife.

"Mas!" Upset Keyla, because her husband had been silent since.

"Let's go, dear" Fatih chuckled after coming to her senses from her daydream, she took the wife's hand and walked out of the room together.

"We have breakfast first, I've cooked for us."

"We? I mean that too?"

Really, it was eager for Keyla to shake the head of the husband, who seemed to be shrewd, how could her husband ask such a question.

"Who else does it matter? Neighbor's husband, my God, doesn't Fatih want to have breakfast with me?" Keyla Protests.

"Oh, baby, let's have breakfast," Fatih brought Keyla a dinner shirt, "what's wrong with me, why don't you focus this way, just because you're close to my beloved wife," Fatih's inner self realized her stupidity.