
"What's wrong with this?" Shaka shamelessly did not immediately close the zipper of his pants. Intentionally pulling it down to make it more open.
Shock to see Shaka's behavior. Zivana closed her eyes. "Close no!" shouted Zivana ruled.
"Well, I want to get out. I was told to close."
"But the pants are not here either!" Zivana still hasn't opened her eyes.
"Where to go, in the living room? or on the terrace? The more not really lo, tell the husband open-open outside. In this room it's the most obvious."
Shaka doesn't care about Zivana closing her eyes. He took off his pants and replaced them with a loan holster from his in-laws.
"Ngapain lo is still blindfolded. Don't you see I take off my pants, see I don't wear anything. No sins!"
"Cinting, lo. I'm on my ass wearing your pants again. Don't make me emotional, yeah!"
Looking at Zivana who survived by closing her eyes. Suddenly a silly idea appears in Shaka's brain.
After putting on the sarong, Shaka walked over to lock the door. Hiding the key and Afterwards getting closer to Zivana's body.
"Shaka you kicked me, no, anyway. Did you wear your pants?"
"Udah, open your eyes. When do you close your eyes like that."
Unsuspecting, Zivana opened her eyes. He turned his body. Wanted to escape. Shaka tricked him. The man instead of wearing his pants actually accidentally took it off and what Zivana saw earlier was a d*laman only.
Zivana repeatedly pressed the door handle but could not open it. He panicked himself. Afraid that Shaka will do anything to her.
"Where are you going, it's late at night. Time to go to bed."
"Lo's crazy, Shaka!" peekkik Zivana while continuing to press the door handle.
Without guilt, Shaka returned to wear the sarong that he had dropped. Then he approached his wife. Pull Zivana's hand and take her to bed.
"Shaka, what do you want, lo?" zivana refused. His body was even made stiff so that Shaka could not pull it.
However, Zivana's small body was no big deal to Shaka. With just one pull Zivana's body was dragged along with the man.
"Shaka, peelin, me!"
"Shaka ...," Zivana repeated when the man did not press.
Shaka stop. Make Zivana's body and the man face each other.
"You, what, lo?" No bored Zivana threw the same question.
"Can diem, no, lo! If you keep yelling and being mistaken for lo, I'll torture you again."
"Keep, lo, what do you want?"
Shaka became a head gnarl. "Take the booby together," Shaka replied lightly.
Zivana buy for a while.
"Please, i!" Zivana.
At that time Zivana's request was granted. Shaka let go of his hand and automatically made Zivana fall just like that because she was not ready.
"Damn, lo!" sumpat Zivana is holding his ass.
Shaka laughed seeing Zivana in pain. "Lo himself asked to be released. Yeah, I got loose. You should nurut the same me to sleep together, landing you will be on the mattress instead of on the floor."
Shaka's laughter that did not stop making Zivana upset herself, but want to be angry is also free. It will only drain Zivana's energy.
Zivana started breathing. Patience to face this one guy.
"Patience, Ziva, it only took four years to get away from this man. Consider this a test of life. Because in the future you just reach for happiness," said Inner Zivana. At least to expel the annoyance that is entrenched in the heart.
Zivana got up and approached Shaka on the bed. "Surge, lo! I want to sleep."
Shaka with his annoying pose did not move even seinchi stuff. The man patted the empty space beside him.
"Please, Shaka, don't make me high blood. I want to rest in peace. I'm tired" Zivana said in a soft voice. He was lazy to talk with muscles.
"Gue's tired too, so he's sleeping here." Back Shaka patted the side of the empty bed.
Zivana clucked in annoyance. Not long to argue he also settles down beside Shaka by taking a bigger part. Even deliberately pushing Shaka's body to shift.
The unprepared Shaka almost fell. "Eh .. What is this?" shaka protest.
Zivana tilted her body towards Shaka, with her fingers saying, "This is my house, this is also my room. So who deserves to sleep here it's me. No, lo!"
At the end of the sentence Zivana with full force kicked Shaka to fall out of bed. It was enough before he pressed the ego, now about the bed he must be powerful. Not giving up again.
"Do you know where you are now?" ask Zivana sarcas. At the same time, he asserted that in this house he was in power.
Just as Shaka was laughing at him, Zivana laughed when she saw Shaka standing on the floor. Zivana doesn't care. He immediately clenched his feet and slept his back to Shaka.
Shaka who did not accept the treatment of his wife immediately got up. He saw Zivana curled up hugging the bolster. A slanted smile fell on his lips. He never ran out of crazy ideas to make Zivana even more angry.
Despite being kicked out of bed, Shaka does not want to sleep on the floor. He does not want. Shaka climbed into the bed and hugged Zivana from behind.
Zivana woke up and sat down. "Geek!" his screeches.
"We are husband and wife, can dong sleep together. Cook me to sleep on the floor. I'm not ordinary," Shaka replied shamelessly.
"Lo, uh ...." Zivana pointed at Shaka angrily. It would be nice to curse this one guy but it would only make him tired.
Rather than he really being sick with high blood because of continuing to argue with this husband status man, it was better for him to calm down. Zivana got out of bed, she took a mat to sleep on.
Of course it puts Shaka in the wind. He defeated Zivana. He gave up and chose to sleep on the floor.
"Fuck my fate married a guy like you, not there not here. Let me sleep on the floor" Zivana grumbled.
"Gue didn't tell you to sleep on the floor. I just want to sleep here with me." Shaka patted the bed again.
Zivana. Not going to bed with a man like Shaka.
Just like the nights in Shaka's house, Zivana must be willing to sleep on the floor. He pulled out a blanket to cover his entire body. His eyes closed to pray.
The crazy thing that again made Zivana scream loudly was when she finished praying and then opened her eyes. Shaka's figure was right above his body.
"Grand ...!"