Kiss Me
Stuck with you

Two weeks passed, and,

Sunlight came in from the gap of the curtains of the Arkana apartment. The beautiful girl who only used a tanktop without a bra and hotpants was still faithfully hugging the bolster with a dark blue bed sheet.

Arkana is still enjoying the beautiful scenery he saw this morning. His head rested on his elbows, while another hand was still in the blanket fumbling Anwa's flat belly.

The girl squirms, but re-collapses a bolster hug in her arms. The hair that covered half of her face pinned Arkana behind her earlobe.

"Wa, wake up yuk," whispered Arkana closer to Anwa.

"Still sleepy, Ar," a raucous yet gentle voice was heard. "This holiday, right? wake up no papa times, Ar," he said spoiled.

"Say to see the wedding dress, if there is a suitable can be made directly Wa." Arkana hugged Anwa, putting away the bolster between them.

"He-eh, just in a minute, yeah," the girl asked.

"You don't wake up, I can do more than you can," said Arkana, who has been staring at the cleavage that makes her swallow saliva repeatedly.

"Yes, just a minute Ar .. dikiiit again, I'm tired of yesterday's work piling up, you're throwing a tantrum," whined Anwa.

"I want to do it again now yes," said Arkana who has been down the neck curve belongs to Anwa, his hands have started to go down, back down his favorite place to play between the hemispheres.

"Ar ...," Anwa squirms. "Yes, I woke up ... dong already," Anwa held her heavy hand to stop doing activities that would make them forget the land.

"I take a shower first," Anwa finally flicked her blanket up to the side of the bed, turning her head for a while toward Arkana who was already smiling mischievously.

"Ntar first, Wa," he said pulling Anwa's waist which he had clenched. "You have to take responsibility" he said again after dropping back Anwa's body.

"Haha, wrong yourself .. nobody asked you to disturb me, you finally got your own karma right?" said Anwa who had seen Arkana shakeless holding objects down there tight.

"No responsibility?"

"Related."Anwa laughs.

"Hold me anyway" forced Arkana to pull Anwa's hand to take her down there.

The screams and laughter of Anwa who refused to touch the object echoed in the room. Until Anwa can finally break free from Arkana's confinement and run into the bathroom.

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The streets on Saturday mornings that usually look quiet because office activities are not as crowded as usual, a little hampered. It took them almost an hour to get to a boutique that made wedding dresses.

Entering the boutique, there are several wedding dress displays from the usual to those that look so elegant. Welcomed by the waiter there, finally Anwa and Arkana are engrossed in choosing what kind of model they want.

There are some that they try for example, about three wedding dresses and two suits that Arkana will wear.

"The Cobain, Wa," Arkana said pointing to a dress with a slightly prominent cleavage.

"Seriously this one?" ask Anwa.

"Try it first, not in use when the contract, if you use when the agreement ntar the predecessor is seen you," Arkana chuckled.

Anwa came out of the fitting room, wearing a dress with her cleavage jutting down.

"Deplace, you wear it fit first malem aja kayaknya better," said Arkana flicked her hand as she saw the bulge of Anwa's chest that like to come out.

Anwa then came out of the dressing room again wearing a silver dress made of silk, with a piece of rope for a day but wide open on the back to the hips.

Arkana circled around Anwa's body, her mischievous smile re-engraved.

"You know what's in there, you I'll lock it in the room, I won't tell you to go out" he whispered, stroking his lover's white back gently.

"Ar, so which one?"

"Try that one," pointed Arkana in a white dress, long-sleeved, but wide-open on her back to her waist.

Anwa came back out of the dressing room.

"I like this one" Arkana said with eyes that could not escape Anwa.

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"We'll go to the cafe for a while" Arkana said after they finished ordering dresses and suits.

"Well?"

"So Ria called, there are some reports I need to sign."

"On a holiday?"

"You are ordinary, yesterday it was also good" replied Arkana, who looked straight at the road.

"Yes, but I'm getting sultry, every weekend the secretary and your accomplice are always interrupting the time of the two of us."

"What the hell," Arkana smiled. "From the time he was, who else would I rely on if not Ria." Arkana turned to Anwa, seeing that the girl was still pouting.

"It's getting jealous now ... cieeeee," she teased.

Arkana smiles, ruining her lover's hair.

"You're jealous of her boyfriend running away" Arkana said.

"From there, I'll find another dong" Anwa laughed.

"Honey, yeah, I'm not running." Pull Anwa's shoulder for her to hold.

Upon arriving at the cafe, Anwa refuses to enter Arkana's room, because she does not want to interfere with her future husband's work.

"Is it really here?" ask Arkana.

"Yes, here, I want to coffee while eating tiramisu continue to enjoy the music" replied Anwa.

"I went upstairs first, if you've been to meet me," Arkana said giving a kiss on the top of her lover's head.

Almost an hour Anwa waited, filling her boredom every once in a while she had casual conversations with Dion.

"Old yon?"

"Try mbak Anwa go up, anyway why mbak here Mr Boss above, not afraid?"

"Fear what?"

"Fear not," said Dion raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, you make me think strangely."

"Well what's wrong Anwa ma'am to the top, the candidate's job, gih there," said Dion who recommends that Anwa enter the Arkana room.

"Yes, I went upstairs first" replied Anwa.

Slightly bending her head inside, Anwa found her lover was discussing some things to Ria. Unfortunately Anwa dislikes it when they discuss the issue in one long sofa and close to each other while staring at the laptop.

"I'm not bothering?" ask Anwa, who surprised the two.

"No, here" Arkana extended her hand to get Anwa closer.

Ria who knew enough herself also shifted her seat so as not to get too close to Arkana.

"Udah so deh, Yes," said Arkana ended the discussion about the restaurant they will open in Bandung.

"You asked the designer for concepts like restaurant models in Poland, once it's been emailed to me."

"Okay sir, if that's what I'm sorry about first," said Ria.

After Ria closed the door to Arkana's study, Arkana stepped into her office chair.

"Well, did you copy her?"

"Udah" Anwa replied.

"Here Wa," Arkana slapped her thigh to have Anwa sit on her lap.

"It should be that the work should sit down a lot." Anwa wrapped her hands around Arkana's neck.

"How come I can't show you what he has to do, Wa."

Anwa.

"Why the hell? you already know Ria, she also won't macem."

"Said Dion, Ria used to like you, maybe until now."

"He who likes it, not me .. I already know also you my wife-to-be, do not have to think strange."

Arkana kissed Anwa's lips long ago. Hands were already on the girl's back, cringing inside, trying to remove Anwa's breastplate.

"Eh, what are you doing?"

"You're open," Arkana replied******* back with her lover's wild lips.

"Ar, don't want ah," Anwa refused.

Unfortunately the shirt has been lifted up with a breast hook that has been released making Arkana back to explore his favorite object.

"You know what?" Arkana let go of her pagutan, looking deeply at the glare of Anwa whose breath was still stirring.

"What?" lirih Anwa's.

"I'm stuck with you." Arkana******* the sweet lips again, re-spawned his favorite object until Anwa moaned. "I'm stuck with you" he sighed.

***leave a trace of yeeeesss.. tq already who spread flowers today... and tq make a vote 🙏 for which there are still voting tickets... can you make Kiss Me 😘😘😂

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