MARRIED AN OLD VIRGIN (MY ADOPTED MOTHER)
Episode 64

Adira also Eza can only have breakfast at eleven o'clock in the afternoon, both sleep until ten, after that spent bathing then they go down to eat.

"You're picking up Elvis today?" Tanya Tari when the child and his daughter-in-law finished eating.

Adira had glanced at Eza who seemed indifferent, actually Adira really wanted to pick up her son, even if someone drove Adira there.

"Tante Arumi said let them deliver Elvis here, all farewell to us all" Adira said.

"Well, let me know when they'll come. Let Mama prepare a big meal to welcome them"

"Well, Ma" Adira agreed.

Furthermore, Adira and Eza only spend time in the room, unlike other newlyweds who choose to make out, they are busy with their respective work.

Eza is busy with his laptop, completing office work through electronic media, it would be suspicious if he came to the office the day after marriage. People would stare strangely and whisper something bad to him.

While Adira was cleaning up her belongings that had just been moved from Elvis' room.

The waiter came to bring Adira's clothes.

"Miss, this is the last thing there is" the waiter handed her a stack of Miss's clothes.

"Wait, where's my nightgown?" Checking one by one pile of cloth, but none of Adira's nightgowns.

"The lady told us to separate your nightgowns, and the lady took them. Madam said she had prepared a new one, she had left it to Mr. Eza" said the waiter.

The two women glanced simultaneously at the man sitting on the sofa, silent... There was not a single word from the man there.

"Emmm... Okay, thanks for the help"

"Together, Miss"

After closing the door, Adira was still standing by the door, timidly stepping up, then standing in front of her husband.

"Sir...."

"On the edge of the closet" said Eza without shifting his focus.

"Huh?" Adira gawked, but then he soon realized, it turned out that Eza was listening from earlier.

Adira immediately turned around and looked for the item in question.

A large paper bag was stored next to the big closet, Adira then took it.

He sat on the carpet and began to open the grocery bag that Tari gave him.

One by one Adira took out every dress that was in there, and every one of those eyes was full of pattern, even she froze when none of these dresses were true.

Eza grinned, he knew what his wife thought, Adira must be upset to get a special gift from his mother.

"Don't think of rejecting it, my mother has painstakingly bought it for you" exclaimed Eza, making Adira look up with a reddened face like a freshly ripe tomato.

"B-good...." Shy-eyed.

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There is nothing Adira can do, he just plays the phone while lying on the bed.

Wanting to help the waiter in the kitchen was not allowed by Tari, the old woman was too worried to see Adira doing something heavy.

Finally he went back to his room and spent the day.

Eza who had finished working on the work report immediately closed the laptop, stood up and stretched his body that felt stiff.

Walking towards the bed, looking at his wife who was focused on the flaming device.

"You can massage?"

Feeling that someone asked, Adira turned her eyes.

Eza stood staring at him, with his hands resting on his waist.

"Massaging?"

Adira tried to remember, "It seems like I've never done that, I've only seen mothers massage fathers for a very long time, when they were still around"

"That means you know how to massage"

"That's...."

"Massage me, my body aches from yesterday" Eza said without waiting for Adira's approval.

Adira changed her position to sit, she looked confused at her husband.

"But sir, what if my massage is not good? And it's making you even more sick?" Adira hesitated to do so.

"Try first! Let me judge" no objection, he really wants to relax at this time.

Adira's fingers slowly touched Eza's burly back, pressing it down into the deep muscles, stretching the painful, stiffened parts.

Eza closed his eyes pervading every pull that Adira gave, although it still felt soft in taste, but Eza understood because Adira had just done it for the first time.

"Harder still" Eza said.

"Like this?" Practicing directly.

"Hmmm...." Sign yes.

Adira spent all his energy to give Eza maximum service, some movements massage Adira do his understanding, Eza who did not protest made Adira more sure to replace every movement.

"Get to my waist!"

Adira's hand movements instantly stopped, quite shocked to hear Eza's orders.

"U-for what?"

"Your hand massage is different and not straight, it's better to go up, so you also don't feel sick massaging like that" explained Eza.

"S-I'll fix it, but just sit this way" refused to go up as instructed.

"Ck, you're this! I can't even see a face, don't be shy" she insisted.

Eza's tone of voice is getting higher, if like this the man will be ignited emotions, inevitably Adira chose to resign.

And now his body is right at Eza's waist, Adira's hands move again, this position is more comfortable, but very embarrassing for him.

Fifteen minutes passed, Eza felt Adira's hand massage getting weaker, the man's eyes opened.

Adira who was still faithful without ending her activities was suddenly startled by the actions of Eza who suddenly turned on her back to face her!

Adira clearly jumped, in contrast to Eza who looked relaxed.

"T-lord....???"

Adira was about to descend from the body of the husband, but he had not yet moved, Eza first held both arms of Adira made the woman face back towards him.

"Why do you keep calling me sir?" Asked in a very intimate situation for Adira.

"Please let me go first..." Turned his face away.

Eza is not his name if he immediately complies, he pulls Adira's hand so that his female body goes forward and makes their chests touch each other.

"What are you doing?!!' yelled Adira shocked.

"Will not answer?" Not responding to Adira's surprise.

The two eyes were clashing with each other, the breath was equally caressing the other person, the heartbeat could be felt by each person.

"Start changing your call to me"

"S-like what?"

Eza thought for a moment, but he also did not know what call was appropriate.

"What do you usually use for men older than you?"

Honestly, he thought dead-end at this moment. Adira can't think clearly, her brain just tells her to go down and run away from Eza's reach.

"Say...."

"Mass?" Reply Adira quickly, he spontaneously answered so.

Eza raised one eyebrow, petting whether the call was suitable for him.

"Try calling my name that name"

Adira took a deep breath before the two sentences at the end of her tongue came out calling for the call.

"Mas Eza's..."