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Angry, suddenly scared and anxious. That was what Sania felt at this moment.

Usually he was free in this room alone, but now wanting to close his eyes was afraid.

He was already lying on the soft bed, but his body language said the bed was already uncomfortable. Tilt to the right or left it feels so wrong.

Sleeping on his stomach, time yes. It's not gonna be good.

Outstretched, yes what can be done. He pulled the thick blanket until it covered his entire body from the feet to the tip of the hair on the head was not visible.

It was a little difficult because of the one he used on his left hand. His right hand is still hurting.

How long is it Rangga, what is he doing ?

I'm afraid he's asking for his rights tonight.

The air-conditioning flame but sultry that Sania tastes.

Chequelek

The bathroom door was opened by her husband. Just get more nervous.

There was no sound of footsteps coming out from there, silent. There's no sound whatsoever.

Where is he, yes, yesarin ah the important clothes I prepared.

Sania closed her eyes, trying to pretend to sleep. I was really sleepy, but I was afraid to sleep first.

This was the first night she slept with her husband. His hands hurt when they move too much. But will her husband still wait until Sania's hand is healed ?.

Aaaa...

Shouted Sania.

Rangga's cold hands were groaning at Sania's feet down there.

The width of Sania's netra is proof of how shocked the touch of Rangga's cold hand slashed his nervous feeling from now on.

Sensitivity Rangga knows his beautiful wife is groggy room again with him, "Honey" call him.

"Mm.." Sania said even though under the blanket her lips were manyun.

"Open baby !".

Hhh... Sania glares.

What did he say ? Tuh... Later if my hands are tingled.

He is impatient.

Instead of answering her husband's orders, Sania is at war with her own thoughts.

While wearing all the dressing clothes that his wife had prepared at the end of the bed, Rangga looked at his wife who was not at all, only looks like a mound of blankets covering a pillow bolster, and he looked at his wife, but this is longer than a roll.

Sania curled up inside the blanket, anxious Rangga looked at her.

Seeing no movement from inside the blanket, he tried to feel for Sania's legs. The girl screamed, making him laugh.

Rangga had finished changing clothes. Wearing all the clothes to sleep, he did take another bath because the afternoon activities made him sweat a little.

Sania was still reluctant to open her blanket of little stuff.

Wanting to feel Rangga pull the blanket, there must be a cute face that was anxious inside, Rangga giggled amusedly at the thought.

Rather than making his wife uncomfortable with his sudden presence, it seemed better that Rangga chose to sleep on the sofa by the window. Slowly Rangga walked away from the mattress where Sania slept.

He lowered the blanket slightly to the limit of his nose, his net looking for the whereabouts of the husband.

That handsome dashing figure was currently lying on the sofa alone.

Aaa... Mas Rangga was angry.

"Mas" he called Rangga.

The called one immediately got up to sit down. "What dear ?".

"Kok sleeping there?". The real question he hesitated to ask. Afraid of being offended by Sania's attitude of hiding with her blanket.

"It's okay, I'm here" smiled, assuring him it's okay not to sleep together. "Sleep well, don't be agitated !".

Unpleasant, Sania painstakingly removed the thick thing that befell her. Then approached the frowning husband looking at her.

Rangga stretched out his hands, welcoming Sania's arrival to him.

Sania was placed in Rangga's lap. Instantly their hair bristles.This is what Rangga avoids, adjacent to Sania will trigger his desire to touch the wife.

Sania's hand was also still sick, she did not want to force her will to fuck the wife.

It could be that when he hugged her, it would even hurt Sania.

But what is this ? earlier he let Sania to sleep well in his bed, in fact this girl was even agitated. And now even provoke the passion of Rangga by sitting on his lap.

"Don't tease baby".

Sania smiled clumsyly.

"Wouldn't you sleep together?".

Hhpph.. One of Sania's behavior.Aggressive questions that were thrown away until Rangga raised one eyebrow and then smiled meaningfully. He himself was shocked to feel his words were wrong.

"You ? Is it okay now?". whispered Rangga.

Really.this is difficult to express.the heart rate is racing quickly. Nervousness hit Sania.

But what can be done, refuse also can not if her husband force now.

cup..

Rangga's kiss made Sania nod resignedly.

Rangga smiled, already could not bear it. His right hand began to guerrilla into Sania's sleeping pajamas.

Looking for something nice to play there.

Rangga's left hand hugged his wife's body. This position makes Rangga's face right on the two twins belonging to Sania.

Shhh... aah...

Sania Feel amused as Rangga's hand gently touches the round sticking tip.

Rangga. "Is his hand still hurting ?".

Sania nodded, Rangga kissed her hand wrapped in bandages.

"We're asking Richard for a cure tomorrow, I'm sorry I neglected to take care of you".

Eeehh. Had my fault, should have said no pain.