Marrying the Old Virgin
Nara's Secrets (2)

Reka rubbed the head of Nara who was in her arms. After she managed to climb up and finally reached the peak of world enjoyment, Nara finally fell asleep. The designer actually still wants to repeat his adult scene with Nara, but seeing Nara's distended stomach he also stopped asking for his right back.

Nara's plain body was tightly attached to her body which was also not wrapped in cloth just a blanket that warmed the two. The designer has not been able to close his eyes, choosing to reach for the phone on Nara's nightstand.

Nara's phone without a password is also a fingerprint to access, making it easier for her to open the smartphone. It seems Nara is indeed a closed person and does not have many friends. Evidently from the green logo messaging application, Reka did not find much history of incoming or sent messages.

“You do not feel lonely Ra, I do not see any close friends including sharing messages other than your fans fellow lecturers,” said Reka as if heard by Nara. The designer rubbed Nara's head back, “Don't worry baby, I'll always be there for you. My family is ready to support you. Even Mother now loves you more than me,” complained Reka.

The designer also found no strange messages other than Cindy who was still begging Nara to bring him together with Reka. Nara seemed to ignore and ignore the messages sent by Cindy.

At midnight, the couple finally started to get sleepy. Tracing the contents of Nara's phone makes her more familiar with Nara, although she already knows the inside as well Nara but by opening Nara's phone, Reka knows what she previously did not know. After putting Nara's phone back on, Reka tried to close her eyes. Finally, he and Nara were each filled with their dreams.

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I don't know what time it is, but the sound of an alarm set by Nara on her phone successfully woke Nara. Groping the nightstand with eyes closed to pick up the phone and disable the alarm that has been heard roaring.

Nara wriggled softly and realized that she was under a blanket without a thread. Besides, Reka is still closed and looks peaceful in the dream.

 “They, wake up.” Nara tries to keep Reka awake but nil. Her husband was still asleep even Nara shook Reka's body only making the man groan and fall back asleep. “They, it's noon. I want to go home, or I stay,” threatened Nara. In fact, the threat of Nara was not digubris Reka because the man was still engrossed in sleep. 

Nara clucked, finally choosing to clean up first. Because if he postponed his bath and Reka woke up, it was imagined that Reka would definitely take him to take a bath together and it was definitely not just a bath that they would do. Nara was still wearing a bathrobe back staring at her husband who was still in the dream contest.

“Reka,” call Nara again. Design fluttered, Nara had an idea to wake up the Design. Sitting by the bed not far from the lying Reka. He lowered his face and clenched Reka's lips. It turns out that Nara's idea is quite effective, the still-colden designers reply to what Nara did.

Nara even had to hold Reka's body because both hands Reka had embraced Nara's body and made her body stick. “Reka,” said Nara when she managed to release the unification of her lips.

“Why? You start,” said Reka who has realized from her sleep. Nara grunts annoyed, “Quick shower, I want to go home.”

“Ck, still morning Ra. Still time for one or two rounds,” said Reka. “Now yes?”

Reka's phone rang stopping her intention to exercise in the morning. “Hah, Mother. You only answer,” said Reka while handing her phone to Nara and then moving to the toilet.

Not long after, Reka came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel wrapped around her waist. “Mother says what?” asked Reka while hugging Nara from behind where her wife was already wearing clothes.

“You are waiting at home, Papih wants to talk. It seems important, whether the company's business is Selly,” said Nara.

“What does this have to do with Selly?”

Nara put her shoulders together, “Yes know if she does not accept you to step down and protest directly to Papih.”

“That's your assumption,” said Reka while touching Nara's forehead. Nara tries to remove Rinta's hand from her body. “Why, instead of you glad I hug this.”

“Means?”

“You ‘kan happy I hug this way, or I gombalin you or tease you,” said Reka. Nara scrunched her forehead, “Who said?”

“You.”

Nara turned her body to face Reka, more and more astonished because Reka was stalling a smile. “What the hell, I don't understand.”

The laughing designer then says what has been read on the memo app that is on Nara's phone. “Aduh Ra, geez Ra,” strangled Reka while trying to get away from Nara for receiving a pinch on her waist and stomach. “Tell anyone dare to read my curses without permission.” Nara approached Reka.

“OK, I was wrong to open your phone without permission even though you are my wife. But from that sass I came to know that Nara Ishana is interested in the Chandra Design after we often quarrel.” The design was stupefied while Nara fell silent with a blushing face holding in shame.

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