
One week has passed, the relationship Keyla and Fatih increasingly harmonious, although the two have not done the first night, because Keyla who still comes monthly guests, but still, they both look so cute, they are not ashamed to show their affection in public.
"Mas, Key is lazy if the morning exercise, we go home, yes, Key is still sleepy," said Keyla, Now Keyla follows Fatih who continues to run, even Keyla can not keep up with the husband, Keyla, because his spirit is not united.
"No dear, you have to take care of your health, morning exercise is good for the body, and we are not every sports day, just on vacation," Fatih said, Fatih did not want his wife to be lazy, what else this is for the good of his body, Fatih always keep his lifestyle, even though at that time he was not a person who is quite like today.
Fatih stopped his run for a moment, to wait for the wife who was behind him, even Keyla was clearly not excited at all.
"I don't want to run anymore! I'm going home!" kekeh Keyla who did not want to be denied, even Keyla folded his hands on the stomach, with lips that advanced one inch.
"Darling, are you sure you want to go home, the distance is far, if you want to go home have to walk, do not bring a wallet, because Mas did not want to go home," lied Fatih, who was not, so that his wife does not continue to take him home, because this morning the weather is very good, so it is good for health, and fortunately Fatih does not pocket the wallet, so his lie is not known to the wife.
Keyla was silent for a while, she was fondling her husband's words, until Fatih passed from there quietly, waiting for the wife to come back after him, Fatih was sure Keyla this time would not force her to go home.
"Alas, I walk, later in the front there order a taxi, can pay at home," muttered Keyla, finally Keyla found the idea of all the problems, really Keyla really tired, Keyla, Keyla turned against her husband.
Fatih turned his head, he patted his eel when he saw his wife actually chose to go home, Fatih clucked because Keyla was really firm in his stance, Fatih chased Keyla who was quite far away, he said, inevitably he came home with his wife, "ah, the woman is indeed indisputable" inner Fatih who is still trying to pursue his wife.
"No, I want to go home! My feet are all sore!" Keyla continued walking towards the parking lot, but suddenly....
"Mas! what are you doing" cried Keyla, because Fatih suddenly lifted her body, she tried to get down from the sling of her husband, because of the embarrassment seen by many visitors, but Fatih Masa bodo with all that.
"She had a sore foot, then be quiet dear," Keyla finally did not argue, she wrapped her hands around her husband's neck, she continued to stare at the beautiful sculpture that was so close to his face, and she was still very close to her, sweat on the area of the handsome face, adds a masculine impression for the husband.
"Yes, I realized that the mas is handsome, there is no need to look at it" seduced Fatih who realized since then the wife continued to look at him.
"Narcissistic basis" heed Keyla, Keyla hide her face scratched at the husband's neck, she inhaled the fragrance attached to her husband's body, even Keyla pinned her face there, she inhaled the fragrance, to disturb Fatih who was objecting to hold the woman's body.
"Stop baby! Later you fall, this is very amused," Fatih tried desperately to avoid the mischief of the wife by keeping her neck away from the duselan of the wife, until soon she got parked, and lowered his wife, "you're naughty yeah" Fatih squeezed Keyla's nose in a fit of anxiety, because it was already bothering her earlier.
"Nakal's the same husband doesn't matter," Keyla put on her seatbell and sat there, after Fatih opened the car door for her.