Missing Without Time Limits.
Almost the khilaf.

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I don't know how long Zivanna slept, in the end she was awake and momentarily confused while looking around her.

Where am I, this isn't my boarding place? zivanna asked in her heart, then she immediately remembered, that this is Raga's apartment.

Zivanna squirms for a moment, she hasn't even had time to change clothes, still wearing jeans and office girl uniforms. His round net stared at the digital clock that was on top of the nightstand.

It turned out that he slept for a long time, now it was five in the afternoon.

Zivanna jumped out of bed, looking for a change of clothes in a suitcase that was still intact lying next to the closet. After finding a satin pajama suit model of her pants and top, Zivanna rushed into the bathroom.

Zivanna took off one by one, Zivanna took a bath under the shower that felt so fresh and cold.

Grab a bottle of shampoo and pour a little into his palm, then rub it into his hair.

After finishing with her bathing ritual, Zivanna came out in her sleeveless pajamas revealing her smooth arms, while her still wet hair dried with another dry towel.

Sprinkling a thin powder on her face that was white and naturally beautiful, no need to wear lipstick, anyway not going out anywhere, and hair that was half wet she let down her back.

Opened the door slowly, and popped his head out, finding out how things were outside, and turned out to be quiet. Zivanna didn't know where Raga was, ah, yes she just went to her study.

Zivanna came out of the room, headed to the kitchen, somehow her stomach suddenly felt so hungry, indeed this afternoon had not had time to eat, there was an incident that embarrassed him and had no face to return to the office.

Arriving in the kitchen, Zivanna's eyes caught some instant noodles on the stovetop.

It is also delicious to eat instant noodles, especially if you use a little vegetables and chili.

Zivanna's saliva was almost dripping, opening the fridge and looking for what she wanted, apparently no vegetables at all, only chili, no papa, rather than bland noodles.

Zivanna was so focused on the noodles she was cooking that she didn't realize Raga was standing behind her, and hugged the girl's slender waist from behind.

"Ah....Raga's...." Zivanna hit the arm that wrapped around her stomach in annoyance.

"Hmm, have you taken a shower? it was very fragrant" whispered Raga, peeping at Zivanna's naked arm, and making the girl's hair bristling.

"Raga.."

"Let it be like this, baby, I feel like a husband waiting for his wife to cook" she rolled Zivanna's long hair to the side, and kissed her neck gently.

"Raga.."whisper Zivanna. With trembling he turned off the stove, because indeed the noodles are ripe."I.." Zivanna.

"Beyond sweetheart.." Raga is still not willing to take off her embrace, she feels comfortable so she does not want to take it off.

"Hoo doesn't feel good later Raga" whined Zivanna.

Raga's lips even more vigorously down the neckline of the idol, wet kisses and occasional small bites make Zivanna close her eyes, making her close, between the sense of passion that suddenly appears because of the touch of Raga that is so intimate.

Raga's breathing grew heavy in Zivanna's ears, perhaps the man had also felt a heightened sense of passion and desire.

Raga's left hand crept out from behind Zivanna's sleeping pajamas, stroked her queen's belly, then climbed up the upper le, squeezing Zivanna's twin hills which were still fully protected.

"Raga.."sighed Zivanna as Raga's lips descended down her neck to her cleavage, Zivanna's breath went up and down, her senses seeming to disappear somewhere. His fingers squeezed the sturdy back wrapped in the home t-shirt, Raga pushed Zivanna's body into the stove table.

Sipping back at those sweet lips, and the hand that kept playing on Zivanna's two chewy bumps, took turns. Whether when Raga opened Zivanna's pajamas, who knew she was already in plain top, her bra had also been thrown out of nowhere.

Raga's lips now pop into Zivanna's breast buds, sucking her up like a baby suckling at her mother.

And finally Zivanna flinched"Raga!" zivanna shouted, she pushed Raga's body hard, her face flushed with tears, she almost fell asleep and gave up everything.

"Quite Raga..." Zivanna trembled, she covered her innocent chest with both hands.

Raga flinched, she rubbed her face violently, almost doing something she was not worthy to do, let alone to the woman she loved so much.

"I'm sorry.I'm sorry, baby, I'm khilaf.."

Zivanna sobbed, she also did not blame Raga, because she herself also had time to enjoy the touch of Raga before.

"Don't cry, sorry....I'm wrong baby...sorry me yes?" Raga picked up a bra and also Zivanna's pajamas that were thrown on the floor earlier.

"I'll just get out of here" Zivanna still sobbed, she grabbed Raga's bra and pajamas.

"Darling...Please, don't get angry? I promise, I won't touch you again before we get married, will I?" persuade Raga, there's no way he's gonna let Zivanna leave him.

"I'm afraid, you are again" Still crying.

"No. No, honey, I promise..."

"Don't make me like Raga's cheap lady, I know you don't have anyone else, I know I'm poor, but I still have my pride!" shout Zivanna.

"Dear, I'm sorry" Raga looked at Zivanna guiltily. For the misguided lust almost blinds his heart and mind.

Raga reached out, wanting to touch Zivanna, but soon tepis by the woman, Zivanna ran into the room, leaving her flourishing noodles behind, and it's definitely not good to eat anymore.

Arggc.....Raga squeezed her hair in annoyance and frustration.

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