Marry The Heir
Morning disturbance

“Good morning to a heart that is already filled. A pale face due to fatigue until the early hours of the morning. And for the morning that will be started by fulfilling one by one promise.”

A few lines of that sentence Kean wrote on a sketchbook Disa with full feeling and in his signature with emoticons love beside him.

He smiled to himself, while looking at the pictures made by Disa nicely. Just this time he dared to open a sketchbook belonging to his wife. Although he believed there was no secret but after last night's struggle he was absolutely sure that Disa was his whole.

Sitting in a chair against an open window with no closing curtains. Kean deliberately sat there to dispel the incoming sunlight and illuminate the face of Disa. He still wanted to see the face of Disa who was sleeping quietly with a curved smile line, as if reminding him again when he kissed and sipped a pair of lips that felt sweet.

Throughout the night, many times he did the unification. Many times he also got a strong grip from Disa when they reached the peak of passion to leave a reddish mark on his sturdy arm. It felt like he was eager to look back on Disa's expression last night especially when the tiny lips called out her name with a gasp. He only realized, when his name was called Disa among the moaning sounds of his wife, he felt very special. Hah, exciting.

Smiling at himself while biting at his thickened lips. Last night's events will never be forgotten. A beautiful night of restless relief and an eraser of his inner thirst.

Kean's memory faded slightly when he saw Disa writhing comically. Her innocent body was only covered in a thick blanket up to the chest. Maybe if he pulled a little down, he would look back at the two large mounds that fit in his hand for him to hold. He even realized that the proportion of Disa's body was right with his hand and looked so perfect.

Disa is indeed good at displaying her closed and polite self. Until it does not make him think of strange things on his physique. Only when he saw it in its entirety did Kean realize that he was given a beautiful surprise from his perfect physical appearance.

“Aa,..” his voice was still hoarse as he called Kean who was sitting before him.

His eyes were slightly pinched, trying to adjust to the light entering his eyes. Look at her hair that's a little messy the rest of the night, adorable.

“Good morning.” Greet Kean. He turned to the bed and laid his body beside Disa.

“Pagi. Aa, how can I wear clothes?”

It looked at Kean's open chest with rows of sexy-looking muscles. A beautiful morning greeting for him, where he had started to get used to seeing such a scene after a night of seeing it repeatedly.

“I am not interested in wearing clothes now.” Go back inside the blanket and hug Disa.

“Later aa in the wind. It's cold in here."

"It's not cold, there's something I can hug." Kean wrapped his hands around Disa's body. Feel a different sensation when the surface of his skin comes into contact with the skin Disa exposed under the blanket.

"Awh, ish aa ticklish!”

Disa held Kean's hand while chuckling. His naughty hands had already grilled him to and fro nimbly under the covers.

“Are you tired?” his whisper came back closer to Disa's neck. His favorite place to kiss is because of the smell that makes him addicted.

“I want to take a shower, my body is sticky same dry.” His voice sounded even more spoiled, Kean liked it.

Women do not always need to look tough because when spending time there is someone who will spoil it with pleasure.

“Do you want me to?” whispered Kean teasing.

“Ngak akh, later longer.” Disa tried to remove Kean's hammock back docked. Like not being far from him.

“A, take it off first, I want to drink.” Disa tried to release Kean's hand which began to rub back sensual and occasionally massaging certain parts of his body painstakingly.

“One more time yes..” his voice sounds hoarse. Being near Disa always makes his passion rise, only he does not have the heart to disturb Disa who sleeps soundly.

She looked at her husband who had looked at her like that. Of course, refusing would not work.

“What should now?” Disa teases. Slip through Kean's chest line with his index finger.

“Of course!” Kean immediately pulled out a blanket to cover the bodies of the two. Nothing is visible on the surface just a smooth movement under the blanket.

“Ish aa, don't bite.” His voice was heard down there.

“Hahaha.. “ Kean just laughed.

Moments later, no more conversation was heard, only the sound of the bed that occasionally creaked and made Mbok Mina out there had to cover her ears tightly.

The voice inside there makes his mind wander on the memory of the idols in the bridal nights. Does he have to find a new husband again to warm up his night like this newlywed?

“Adud.. It's a new delivery.” Mumbok Mina.

He put down the knife he used to slice the seasoning. Maybe later he will continue cooking. After her young master and miss finished with her morning sport.

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Kean and Disa just opened the door to his room. They were well dressed and Disa was still making her bed. Seeing the blood spots on his bed sheet made Disa quickly roll up the bed sheet and put it in the basket. He plans to wash his own bedspread even though the road movement is still a little stiff. Last night Kean was unforgiving, doing it several times like not getting tired.

While Kean was on the phone with Arini. Half this time his mother had interrogated him which basically worried about Disa.

“Can be busy semalem mah, why even disturbed anyway?” Kean sounded annoyed to get the introduction from his mama and Shafira who followed along.

“There, he's fine. Still intact. Do you think I'd be anything Disa?” Kean approached Disa, hugging Disa from behind while kissing her wet hair unraveling.

“A,” Disa tried to release herself Kean's close embrace and began to kiss her hair, brushing her and preoccupying her neck giving a reddish sign among other signs she made last night.

Kean flips Disa's body to face him, presses one of the buttons on his phone and lets Arini's voice be heard through his loud speaker.

“Try kiss me kayak earlier malem sa,” whispered with passion that re-gathered. His eyes were like a drunken man staring at Disa full of desire.

They are like magnets with positive and negative poles that attract directly when close together within a few inches.

“Ish aa, later mamah denger.” Disa tried to evade. Kean's passion is endless.

“Udah I mute sa, let's try again.” This nyosor immediately pursed his lips closer to Disa.

“Mamah is just anxious, because the word fira, in typing mulu di wa, but not sent-send.”

“Fear you anything continue to want to chat but afraid.” Arini's voice disperse Kean and Disa's focus.

“Haish, not mah. You don't believe me very much.” Kean grunted in frustration. Forced he had to pause what he did with Disa and finish his conversation with Arini first.

Since then Arini continued to ask the condition of Disa, what are they worried about from the wife who was taken away her husband? In jebol? Yes definitely, thought naughty Kean.

“Ya I'm happy to say. Where's there? This fira is also mute urgency, nanyain continues.”

Disa just smiled, then took Kean's phone. On her swab Kean's cheek gently then landed a brief peck on her cheek as a consolation for her upset husband.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum mah..” saya Disa.

“Teteeeehhhh….. Iiihhhh no bales wa me anyway!” even Shafira's screams were then heard.

Disa slightly distanced her phone hearing that loud scream, it was certain that her sister-in-law was upset.

“Firaaa, don't answer greetings. Even yell.” in following the voice of Arini who warned.

“Wa’alaikum salam sa... How are you? Kean's not fussy, is he?”

"You were there first, auntie spoke." Can you imagine Arini who is avoiding his phone from the reach of Shafira, must be very funny.

Kean only glared when he heard Arini's question that was so distrustful of the answer earlier.

“Hehehehe... Not mah, aa well really. Even better.” Disa stuck her tongue out at Kean who seemed annoyed by the disturbance this morning.

“Thank God he's not weird. Mamah was worried. Fear he wants to be in a strange masakin, which from there is far away again if you want to go to the market.” Arini began to reason even though that was not what he meant.

"You're comfortable right there?"

“Iya mah, here is convenient. It's good, it's so hot."

"Aaren't fussy, he didn't ask for anything weird. (If about food.)”

“Taste good mbok mina, so we eat her cooking mbok mina.” Terang Disa's.

Kean's head was leaning on his shoulder. It's so cool that this lion is now.

“Yes thank goodness. This fira he said to say, nih fir, do not frown ah.” Arini thrust her phone at Shafira, she had calmed down enough to hear the news that her son and daughter-in-law were fine.

“Teh, how can I not order bales? Busy in there?” the little boy chuckled amusedly over there. The question contains a ledge.

“Heh, many nanya you. Little kids don't have much to do.” Kean who ignited with fury.

“Hahahhaa..

“I am a child but you know what a new bride does. At least much different from the same in the films.”

"Fira, did you see the movie 17+?" Arini's voice sounded full of shock.

"And I'm 18 tons, no problem dong." This girl could have answered,

"Awh!" making Arini pinch her with anxiety.

“Aduh aunty, sick tau." rubbed his spicy hand on the pinch Arini, but Arini just chuckled.

"Teh, anyway, that is clear, bring me a funny ponakan yaa... Hahhaha..” Shafira babble again sounded.

Disa just smiled at her husband who was staring annoyed at her phone screen. He understood very well the current annoyance that might be in Kean's heart.

“Fira want to bring a sketch of forest fairy dress no? Tetah has made some for fira.”

Disa diverts her conversation with Shafira. When it comes to fashion, Shafira's mind is usually immediately extracted.

“Well really? Want dong! Don't be given to others.. Make fira aja.” Right no, Shafira is still a kid, easy to lure.

“Iya, teteh make 3 designs for fira. Later sampe jakarta directly teteh make his clothes.”

“Asianiikkk…. Teteh cepet go home yaa. Fira also want to take the road."

"Oh yes, this afternoon fira graduation. Do’ain everything smoothly yes.”.

“Iya, teteh do’ smoothly. Fira's a smart kid, must be good value."

“Aamiin..” Arini and Shafira's voices are heard together.

“Yes already, mamah want breakfast first, you also do not forget breakfast. Kabinin if you want to go home yes, let mamah ready for good food.”

“Iya mah, thanks..”

“Sama-sama sa,..”

“Dah teteh, brother... weeee... Assalamu ‘alaikum...”.

“Wa’alaikum salam.”

Disa ended her call with a smile. The cold morning felt so warm after hearing the voices of Arini and Shafira

Kean left the room first. Perhaps Shafira's words were a little disturbing and she needed to calm herself down. Can understand that.

Just about to turn off the Kean phone screen, suddenly the attention of Disa was fixed on an application that Kean installed on his phone.

Her husband installed the menstrual calendar app just like Disa did on her phone. A little curious, then Disa opened the application.

“Paradisa Sandhya.” The name of the user listed in the application was checking the details of the information and it turned out Kean filled out the data Disa with complete.

It also appears when the next menstrual period Disa complete with liver crests that indicate the fertile period.

Has Kean really gone this far? He gathered the opportunity to erode the disappointment of Disa. He tried, making the correct pattern for his relationship with Disa.

Is it wrong that currently Disa smiles happily? Her husband is trying and she will try her best. He believes that effort never betrays results.

“Aa, I love you..” softly Disa while peeping Kean's phone screen and then hold it in the chest. Another happiness increased in his heart. Yeah, look at the Kean effort that's been started.

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