Marrying Sister-in-law
Not the honeymoon

This afternoon Pras and Dara left for the city of S, according to what Pras said, that he forced the wife to come with him there.

Starting by delivering his son Ega to his parents' house, after which they both left, this time Haris did not accompany them, Haris took care of the company in Jakarta.

Dara who felt tired finally fell asleep, unconsciously his head leaned on Pras' shoulder, Pras increasingly pulled him and hugged him.

"Sir, slow down, madam is sleeping. I don't want to wake him up." Pras told Mamat.

"Okay sir" replied Mamat.

Pras looked at the peaceful face of his wife, if you look so beautiful like this, but why do you always fight me and rebel. Do you know, I love you so much, it's your stubbornness that makes me like you even more, because I know, I'm the only one in your heart. No matter how you lie and deny it, I will still be your priest until the end of life.

Pras kissed his wife's head gently, before long he also closed his eyes. The journey was long and exhausting.

They arrived there it was night, it was dark when the virgin opened her eyes. It felt a little surprised to realize he was sleeping comfortably in Pras' warm embrace. Dara moved awake and it woke Pras.

"Honey, you're awake." asked Pras in a hoarse voice.

"Where did we get?" ask dara

He had already released himself from Pras' embrace and was watching his surroundings.

Pras corrected his seat and stretched his muscles that felt numb and stiff.

Dara looked to the side, "it seems our car has stopped mas, have we arrived?' ask Dara on Pras.

Pras also looked to the side and he also realized that his car had stopped. Pras opened the barrier between the driver and the back, then he asked the driver.

"Have we arrived?" pras

"Yes, sir, we have arrived" replied Mamat.

Pras opened the car door and got down, they were already in the parking lot of the hotel that had been ordered by Pras before.

"Honey, let's go down" Pras told dara.

The three of them walked into the hotel, Pras took their room keys and gave Mr. Mamat the room key. Then a servant walked ahead of them to deliver Pras to his room. Mr. Mamat had already walked to his room to rest.

"Darling, come" Pras took his wife's hand.

"Thank you" Pras said to the waiter who delivered their luggage. Pras then locked the door.

"Honey, the bath first, you just rest first" Pras said then he went to the bathroom.

Dara looked around the room, a spacious room with complete facilities. Dara walked towards the balcony and the beautiful scenery welcomed her, the city of S looks very beautiful with the dim lights of vehicles and lights of houses, shophouses and shop shops, really spoil the eyes.

Suddenly there was a circular hand on the waist of the virgin, dara was surprised but she was silent. His heart did not want to argue with Pras at this moment.

"It's pretty, isn't it? you likey?" whispers Pras eyed dara

Pras' warm breath brings a subtle sigh in the body of the virgin, the body is very sensitive and able to respond to every touch Pras, although his heart is opposite.

Dara was still silent and enjoying the scene before her eyes. Pras is getting his arms up.

"Darling,.mas wants..."

Dugh.dara elbowing Pras. "Mas, don't think like that" said Dara ketus He released Pras's embrace and walked away from her

"I don't think like that, I just think of one thing, what do you think you're going to say anyway?" pras asked while pretending to hold his stomach.

"Mas just said you want to eat, I'm hungry. Aren't you hungry?" Pras asked while rubbing his stomach.

Blush.Dara's face met red, she was embarrassed and lowered her head. Pras did not waste the opportunity.

"What do you think, Hem" he said. Do you want us both to spend time in the room? patience darling, later after meals, mas definitely..."

"Emesum" shouted dara

Dara ran inside the bathroom, she closed the door tight as a form of her frustration. Pras laughs to see her live cute wife who is very adorable.