Kiss Me
Small meeting

The girl named Alya, she stepped foot into a restaurant with beautifully decorated European ornaments. Full of flowers, fragrant, white, and looks solemn.

The man, who once said he loved her, now sits down with his sweetest smile. Arkana happy.

Alya knows, Arkana is happy.

He stepped gracefully, walking towards the lovers who were now husband and wife.

The woman next to the man she once loved was so sweet, had a million charms, a sincere smile, beautiful eyes. The taste of Arkana never changes.

After saying congratulations and talking for a while Alya left the happy couple. There was not the slightest intention to make the bride's mood become damaged by it, but Alya knew Anwa was not a woman who did not think rationally, she said, the girl knew Arkana wouldn't go wrong choosing a life partner.

"Everything has its time. First, for the elderly, second for the departed. I know, I'm Rozak. I was the first one I mentioned."

The man offered a drink to Alya.

Unexpected introduction in the right place. Here they are, talking and laughing. A brief introduction is only that short.

From a distance a girl wearing a pink dress looks at the man she accidentally met in an Arkana cafe a few weeks ago, had been tempted by him to approach but sometimes reality is not as beautiful as the shadow, but sometimes the reality is not as beautiful as the image, Zurra had to undo her intentions when the man offered a drink to the girl who had once been in the heart of her cousin, Arkana.

Zurra retreated in order, she knew very well the charm of Alya. A girl with haqiqi perfection, smart, beautiful, with a proportional body. Ah, if juxtaposed with himself really very far.

Zurra turned her body, mingling with the other relations. Rozak, who was a business friend of his cousin, smiled when he saw Zurra.

"Meet us again" said Rozak.

Zurra turned her body, Rozak smiled.

"Oh, hi ...," Zurra was misbehaved.

"Zurra right?"

"Yup ... How are you?"

"Well .. really stale," said Rozak who was greeted with laughter by Zurra.

"Chat there yuk," Rozak pointed to the spot on the side of the pool.

(spoiler meeting Zurra and Rozak, then you can read the part in Mr&Mrs Trina author storyby Gallon guaranteed cool)

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"Ar, look, look" Anwa told Arkana when she saw that Zurra and Rozak were by the pool.

"Let's go, Rozak's son is cool, polite too."

"I guess," Anwa squinted her eyes.

"What's that?"

"What is that guy's man like? you are polite still like grepeh-grepeh," said Anwa bertebik.

"Loh ... loh, why am I?" Arkana chuckles. "I'm the same grepeh my own wife-to-be is not papa."

"Yes if you become a wife if you have been in grepeh turned out not to be a wife .. ish, many know of such events."

"Who's wrong?" Arkana laughed even more, "already dong Wa, we are again in this happy moment, the language is so." Arkana clasped his wife's waist, "there's no one to see." The man was already******* soft lips that had teased him earlier.

Reply to the kiss Anwa gave, Arkana's hand touched Anwa's back that was wide open, Anwa tied her hands to Arkana's neck.

"I'd like to take you to Wa Hotel" whispered Arkana.

Anwa sighed softly. "Ar, we see people," said Anwa as she let go of the kiss, all the invited guests' eyes staring at them, all cheering with joy at the free spectacle of the newlywed couple.

"I'm ashamed, Ar." Anwa hid behind the man's body, and Arkana laughed.

Simultaneously everyone present there exclaimed, "we want more .. we want more ..we want more." Anwa's face reddened, she covered her face with both hands, Arkana still laughing.

"Wa ... told me again, come on."

"Arkaaaaan ..." a barrage of punches landed on the man's back.

The eyes stared at each other, fusing their eyebrows, Arkana again rubbed the lips that had been wet because of his actions.

"We went to the hotel after this" whispered Arkana.

The night was getting late, one by one the invited guests had returned. Only the ones left behind were only the nuclear family.

"First night, bro?" kala said that at that time was already beside Arkana.

"Yes, yes" answered Arkana arrogantly. "I'm afraid."

"Broast lo," said Kala pulling on her fiance's arm, "we're soon, aren't we, dear?" the sweet girl just smiled shyly.

"Halalin Kal, if you're halal, you're relieved" Arkana chuckled.

"Come, if we want to go back to the hotel, it's tired also for sure," Fajar gave the command.

All agreed, the hotel they booked not far from the restaurant owned by their family.

"Ar," call Mima Jingga.

"Yes, Mima."

"This is for you, make your honeymoon the same as Anwa three days ahead" said Jingga.

Arkana opened a white envelope containing travel and resort tickets on an island for three days.

"Geez, Mima .. thank you," Arkana said hugging the woman who still looks very beautiful and graceful.

"Use it as much as possible" said Sky moving his eyes.

"Sure" Arkana laughed.

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The door of the hotel had just closed tightly, Arkana made a quick gesture of grabbing Anwa's hip closer to her, her hand was already at the nape of his wife, ***** it was getting wilder and wilder.

As if hunting with time, they stripped each other of their clothes. Anwa quickly unbuttoned Arkana's shirt, pulling the belt from the man's waist, throwing the shirt into any place.

Anwa resumes their wild kissing action, squeezing the man's hair that was once neatly combed. A small sigh came out of his mouth.

Arkana down the neckline of the girl, slowly but surely the arms of the bridal dress Anwa has sagged down. Anwa who wears a bridal dress with her back open was easily Arkana displeased, especially the girl did not wear a chest wrapper.

They were still standing with Anwa leaning against the wall of the room inside the Arkana enclosure. Arkana observed every inch of the girl's body, the wedding dress was already on Anwa's hip, it was possible that Arkana's hand would come down.

Arkana still looked at him, even though this was the first time they made out with a body without threads though, but the heartbeat seemed to want to jump out.

"I love this Wa," Arkana said, crumbling one of her breasts.

"Sick Ar ...," Anwa grimaces.

"I like this too Wa." Arkana gave a reddish mark on the girl's neck. The gentle whimpering of Anwa so arouses Arkana's passion.

Arkana took down the wedding dress, and Arkana quickly took down the trousers she was wearing so they only wore the bottom cover. He led Anwa to the bed that was studded with red roses.

Back in the pulverization of Anwa's lips, back to the chest of the girl. Arkana slowly pushed his wife's body to lie down without letting go of their kiss.

Eyes that look at each other, breath that hunts each other, Arkana's two hands have cupped his wife's cheeks. Arkana rubbed the lips gently, peeling them back.

Then looked at Anwa back, as if giving a signal...

"Are you ready for their little meeting?"

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