My student's my future husband?
(C2) Ep 75. Cutenesses

Zaara had come out of the bathroom dressed in a casual outfit of short shirts and her trousers that fit snugly on her tall slender body. His head was still wrapped around a towel because of his wet hair. Seeing Arsene sleeping on the carpet while covering her face with her arms, Zaara smiled. The man had completely fallen asleep after the frustration reached him.

Zaara applied a moisturizer to her face and lips, and rubbed the powder on her face. Not to forget he put up a nude pink lip cream for his lips. Perfume was sprayed onto his neck and some parts of his body. The towel that covered his head was removed, and rubbed on his still wet hair.

Smelling that refreshing scent, Arsene woke up. He opened his eyes slowly. But he still pretended to be asleep. His eyes slightly peeked at the whereabouts of his wife who was combing his hair. Zaara sat on the carpet beside her husband's feet. He still combed his hair that looks straight because it is still wet and will become wavy again when dry. Then, his hand picked up a pink gift box.

Arsene wakes up his body, Zaara turns.

“My wife is beautiful!” he said with messy hair.

“Iya, live her husband who has not bathed,” said Zaara no less beaming.

“I take a shower first!” arsene stood up and took the towel.

The fragrance of Zaara's soap is still left in the bathroom, making Arsene complacent. The man quickly flushed his body and rubbed his body with his soap.

While her husband was showering, Zaara opened her phone. The girl opened her Instagram application, apparently many of her spiritual friends in High School used to mark her name as well as Arsene's name in posts and stories when attending her wedding yesterday. There were also his college friends. Zaara smiled, apparently her friends were very attentive to her. She felt grateful because her life felt better, especially now Arsene became her husband. Though there was a sense of sadness over realizing the sweet man was leaving the day after tomorrow. Can he hold his miss?

A few minutes later, Arsene came out casually wearing a towel wrapped around his waist, as was his daily habit. Rubbing his wet hair, the man stared at the outside window. Zaara looked at him with enlarged eyes.

“Astagfirullahaldziim!” zaara was shocked. Her hands reflexively covered her face and turned her back from her husband who was still standing.

Arsene chuckled with satisfaction at Zaara's behavior, as if he had to prank his wife this time. After that he felt tense because he saw part of his wife's body in the bathroom.

“Why do I need to close my eyes? Is it halal?!” he said he sat himself on the bed, combing his half-dry hair.

“Don't know, I'm not strong!” zaara said from behind her palm.

Arsene laughing. He's just getting more and more anxious. The man sprayed perfume on his body so that it smelled all over this spacious sleeping room. He slowly approached his wife.

Arsene was sitting on a chair with his body resting on his wife's back. Actually he himself could not help himself and his body was trembling, only he wanted to prank his wife who was wrongly behaving.

“Arsene get dressed first!” zaara exclaimed pushing the body of her husband behind her back.

“Miss!” said it.

“Cepet ih!”

“No want, origin...”.

“Originally what?”

“Originally kiss me first!” he said laughing, although now his body feels hot.

Zaara is getting more and more wrong to hear Arsene's request.

“Cepet here!” arsene laughed cheerfully.

Zaara turned her body, and noticed her husband fresh and excited despite his reddened face. Zaara could only look at her face, and ignored her husband's proportional body with his muscles that were still not too prominent. This was the first time for him to see the bodies of men other than his father and sister.

Zaara scrunched her eyes.

“Sit here!” said the man patted his horned thigh. While trying to relax and not tense.

Zaara was completely limp and resigned to hearing her husband's ridiculous request. His hands and feet were shaking while standing. She had to sit on her lap and just focus on seeing her handsome face that continues to hold back laughter. His heart was pounding, the smell of Arsene's body attracted him.

“Continue?!” zaara asked hesitantly looking into her husband's eyes.

Arsene pointed to his right cheek, asking the girl to land her kiss there.

Zaara held her breath with a misguided expression. The girl bit her lower lip to overcome this great awkwardness.

"Come on!" arsene who actually did not lose groggy, while continuing to hold back his laughter.

Zaara kissed the handsome man's cheeks quickly. Arsene smiled and pointed to his left cheek. Zaara again kissed him clumsily, without the sound of kissing.

Arsene laughed with satisfaction in front of his wife's face.

"Well, put on your shirt!" Zaara's orders.

"Just a second!" sergeant Arsene.

Arsene took Zaara's arm and put it on her shoulder, so that the girl could embrace her neck.

The hearts of both are racing rapidly with the blood equally rippling sending certain signals on parts of their bodies. The two looked at each other deeply and pierced to the heart for the first time. Their breath roared. Arsene was embracing the waist of the girl he was holding. Then he brought his face closer to Zaara. He watched for a moment his wife's lips and kissed her softly and slowly. Both of their eyes were closed to each other, although only ****** was small, but both of them fell asleep in their first kiss for a few minutes.

Zaara released herself with an irregular breath.

“I'll be menstruating again!” she said softly with her forehead stuck to her husband's forehead, she felt something underneath that felt strange.

“I know it! But once more, please (I know! But then again, please)!” pinta Arsene with her soft, extinguished eyes.

The faces of the two came into contact again with lips that were ready to welcome.

TOK TOK TOK

“Abang... Zaara..!”.

Their eyes stared at each other. "Mommy!" say both together.

“Cepet pack shirt!” Zaara got up and distanced herself from her husband

While Arsene let out a long sigh, then got up from his seat while fixing the towel that was released a little. She took her clothes off while Zaara was behind her door, ready to open the door for her mother-in-law.

“Iya Mommy?” Zaara welcomed her mother-in-law.

“You guys are busy?” ask Ajeng.

Arsene, who was wearing her knee-length pants and carrying her tee shirt, approached her mother. Look at Arsene who's bare-chested. Came to feel guilty.

“Let's again!” said it.

“Mommy! We take it, later even annoyed again!” said Arsene who was a little upset.

Ajeng. “Ups, I’m sorry! Just a moment!” They go into their room.

“Why Mom?” ask Arsene.

“This is a gift from us make Zaara!” said Ajeng handed him a navy-colored velvet box.

“What is Mom?!” zaara asked in surprise.

Ajeng opened the box, and showed the contents in the form of a gold necklace with a pendant with the letter A. Zaara was amazed by the content. And so did Arsene.

“This mommy pack!” said Ajeng took the necklace and wrapped it around Zaara's neck. Zaara took her hair so that her mother-in-law could easily put it on. The girl's eyes glazed over as she received a special gift from her in-laws.

“Jazakillah khair, Mom!” Zaara hugged her mother-in-law.

“Sama-sama, Zaara Shalaha.”

“Ya have continued your activities yes!” said Ajeng rolling his eyes at his eldest son.

“Still Mom!” answer Arsene.

"Cen, there's a stain under your lips!" exclaim Ajeng saw a small pink lipcream stain under Arsene's lips.

Arsene. He rubbed his lips with his finger. Seeing the lipstick stains belonging to his wife, the young man's face flushed in front of his own mother. Just giggle while getting out of the room.

Arsene locked the door to his room. The man immediately embraced his wife's waist and pushed her up onto the mattress. Instantly the man pierced his wife's body.

“You further that earlier?” tanyanya, her eyes flickered spoiled.

Zaara smiled blushingly.

Arsene relaunched the action again, although only a light kiss landed on Zaara's face. He was worried that his desire would be aroused even greater. The man pulled his wife's body and held her tightly. This untranslated sense of warmth so made the two feel comfortable with each other. I don't know why it could be like that, nor do they understand.

“Yuk we open a gift!” teach Arsene.

“Yuk!”

Zaara sat on the carpet, while Arsene brought all their gifts to the girl who was opening a rectangular box. Arsene joined him.

“What is it?” ask Arsene.

“Sprei, funny motif!” Zaara.

“From whom?”

“Angga and Adit! Congratulations Arsene and Zaara! May you love me!” said Zaara reading the paper on the package.

Arsene laughs to get a gift from his college friend.

Zaara and Arsene opened the other box at the same time, which was small in size. Actually, their gifts are still many and stored in an unused room on the lower floor, namely larger gifts such as household furniture. While what was brought into this room was a small gift.

“Eh, your luggage is ready for tomorrow?” ask Zaara.

“Quiet, I'm ready, just bring the same suitcase backpack.”

“Oh, thank you deh.”

“Whose shop controls?” ask Zaara again.

“Let me hand it over to Sister Alice. Daddy help control! But I keep a close eye from afar via Kak Al!”

Zaara nodded.

“You're sad I won't leave?” ask Arsene.

“Umm.... sad not yes?” asked Zaara to tease him.

Arsene immediately put on a sad expression.

“Sad for sure!”

“Me too, don't forget to make a diary yes. Later I send an email with the same password as you.”

“OK!”

Arsene looked at the face of his wife who opened the gift again. Many questions came to his mind. Arsene pulled Zaara's arm, again telling her to sit on her lap.

“Why Brother Darling?” zaara asked, looking into Arsene's soft-looking eyes, while her hands were already coiled around the man's neck.

“Can I live without you?” tanyanya slow.

Zaara chuckled at hearing that.

“Before could, so after this definitely can.”

“If not strong?”

“Go home first, keep coming back again.”

“Ticket is expensive, I don't want to ask Daddy.”

“Then you have to be strong!” said Zaara.

“Five months huh?! Keep coming with me. I graduate in July, you come to my graduation?”

“Iya Brother Sayaaaang!”

“Keep me back here again, and shop big!”

“How's your Sasing Lecture?” zaara asked considering that the man would still continue his studies here.

“Will I think again.”

Arsene looked at Zaara's round eyes and her fairly thick eyebrows, then turned to her big nose and thick cute lips. Her cheeks that always blush always make her anxious.

He will miss this face.

Arsene kissed slowly on Zaara's cheek, making the girl blush.

“May I (Can I)?”

“Hah?!” zaara asked not to understand.

“May I taste this once again (May I feel this one more time?)” one finger touched his wife's lower lip.

Zaara held back her smile then nodded slowly.

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