LAMHA AND MR. EL
Danced

"Yes..." Lamha stared in disbelief at her husband as Mr. El called her affectionately.

"Why? let's. I pegel later squat like this, you have no pity?" said Mr. El putting on a sad face. Lamha smiled and received her husband's hand and at that moment El stood up and coded with his hand to the piano player to leave them both in that place, but the piano still sounded after it was arranged by the pianist.

"Udah go the person, stay both of us here, do not be ashamed" said Mr. El.

"Kok pianos can sound on their own, even though no one plays?" tanya Lamha was curious.

"Stttt!! don't ask a lot, now we enjoy the music" said Mr. El while holding Lamha's waist. After that he placed one hand of Lamha on his shoulder and the one next to him gently grasped the other hand of Lamha. Then he began to move his body according to the music. The unaccustomed Lamha looked very stiff as they danced. But all of that actually makes Mr. El even more anxious to Lamha.

"I never dance, do I?" whispered Mr. El.

"Yes, Lamha said she never danced like this. Mas El is said to be in disbelief." Lamha replied with her lips pursed. Mr. El grew even more anxious then twisted Lamha's body and...

Hap!

Lamha's body was half-stretched with El's master's hand holding her waist. They look at each other, dive into each other and explore their feelings through that view. Their current position is really very intimate plus the music that further adds to the atmosphere of being more romantic.

Mr. El lowered his face closer to Lamha's lips. Lamha who felt overwhelmed with the pounding of her heart chose to close her eyes, she resigned and wanted something that would happen next. His body felt limp and floated when the chewy object landed on his lips, a soft movement that deepened and demanded inevitably make him reciprocate every movement of the chewy object belonging to the El master. Until in the end Mr. El took off their pangutan after almost five minutes of twisting each other.

Lamha nodded and opened her eyes. He looked around and it was still quiet there was no one there, only him and El.

"Who to find? no one will see. Take it easy." said Mr. El who seemed to understand his worries.

"Eh, it's nothing" Lamha replied with red cheeks.

"Dinnernya already yes, we continue elsewhere" said Mr. El.

"Other place?" tanya Lamha was astonished.

"Yes, in that place we can do more than we did just now" said Mr. El with a meaningful look.

"Buck...!" Lamha glared and pinched her husband's arm. Mr. El just chuckled a little. Then with one movement carrying the body Lamha ala bridal style.

"Mas, albinism! shame." said Lamha as her body floated because it was carried by Mr. El.

"Shut up! just close your eyes if you're embarrassed." said Mr. El who walked past the servants there until they finally got parked and now both are in the car.

"We're going home, right?" ask Lamha.

"No!" answer to Mr. El.

"Heaven of the world." replied Mr. El.

"Huh? but mas...!"

"We'll do it in the car if you keep protesting!" threaten mr. El. Lamha glared then chose to lock her mouth tightly.

The trip felt very long because of the condition of the road that was jammed badly, Lamha who felt bored finally chose to close her eyes because she was very sleepy. Mr. El himself had wanted to invite Lamha to stop by a hotel, but seeing the slumbering face of Lamha who was sleeping soundly made him heartless if he had to wake his wife. So he was forced to drive his car towards the road of his house.

An hour later they arrived at Graham's residence. Lamha was so sleepy that she did not wake up when El woke her. Slowly and carefully, Mr. El carried the body of Lamha ala bridal style.

"El, Lamha why?" mama Grace asked as they passed each other in the guest room.

"Shut! my wife is sleeping ma" said Mr. El in a whispering voice afraid to wake Lamha.

Mama Grace smiled. Seeing their romance, Grace's mom knew they were starting to love each other.

Tak

Tak

Tak

Mr. El climbed the stairs until they reached their room.

Clamps!

Tap Tap Tap

Bugh!

Carefully Mr. El laid Lamha's body in his mattress.

"Good night, thank you for tonight" said Mr. El as he gently kissed Lamha's forehead. Then she entered the bathroom to wash her face.

'You use what magic Lamha, why are you so smart to tear apart my feelings' said Mr. El while looking at his face reflected in the bathroom mirror.

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