My wife Bad Girl
Thirty Six

Buk buk!

Micah sounded so violent on the bed. Makes Roma want to not turn his body to know what the girl is doing.

Both Rome's eye beads tried not to pay attention to the chest or thighs. But the focus on the thing Micah aligned in the middle of the bed.

"You do it anyway, go to sleep quickly. I have to wake up later" said Roma in a limp tone.

"Make a barrier" Micah answered briefly.

"Make what?" astonished the Romans, alternately looking between the marching bolsters and also the face of Micah.

"Just in case you don't cross the line" he added.

"Geez, if I want to cross the line from the beginning of Micah. But, it is up to you that I drowsiness," said Roma with a tone of restraining anxiety.

"Who knows if the devil will pass," continued Micah again throw presumptions on the party who is not necessarily guilty.

"I don't need to get Micah's demons. You are, my legal wife," said Rome who turned back quickly and happened to make the faces of the two accidentally close to each other.

The beads of the eyes of the two also looked at each other unmoved. Suddenly, Micah raised one of the bolsters to the front of his face.

"Sleep there! He said sleepy!" kilah Micah switched the conversation.

Honestly, for now, her heart and body are not ready to accept her role as a wife. Although Micah knew this was certainly not the right choice.

I don't know what made Micah unable to accept Rome and open his heart to the good man.

Rome has been trying to treat him well.

Rome has always respected and respected its existence.

Even so, if the heart has not moved then all actions and attitudes cannot be forced.

"Sorry, Dude. I don't want to pretend. One day it will hurt both of us. Let it be this way, until the miracle of God softens my hard heart" Micah's mind.

In fact, he also felt ungodly because he had treated Rome like that. But how else, his heart still rejected reality.

A few hours passed, the bolster that Micah used as a barrier had been away from the bed aka falling to the floor. Meanwhile, Micah was currently hugging something.

Feeling that someone was pushing and swiping his troops, Rome woke up. "Geez!" This twenty-something-year-old man with a sharp nose stretched out his hands while yawning and then opened his eyes quickly. When one of his hands touched something soft beside his body.

How shocked he was to find that he was being held so tightly by Micah, and the palm of Rome cupped with a big chest.

"Alhamdulillahilladzi ahyana bada ma amatana wailaihinmusyur," the little Roman murmur, instead said a wake-up prayer. Maybe he thought that this was still a scenario in his dream. After Rome realized that this was all real, the man uttered an Istighfar.

"Astagfirullahal. What the fuck is he," murmured Rome who increasingly felt oppressed especially next to the foot of Micah who was on his thigh could not stand still.

"Ouch! Kena," chirped Roma grimacing. For Micah's knee struck his soldier who had stood upright.

"This is another trial, God. Please give me the answer and the way out. I've been trying to hold him so far. But why is the temptation getting stronger and stifling like this" Rome grumbled in her heart.

His heart felt that dag-dig-dug was not at all at the moment that what Micah had was firmly attached to his body.

"Emh, what the hell is this? Roll hard gini anyway? Checkered." Meanwhile Micah seemed to start writhing and muttering while fumbling with half-opened eyes.

"This is what the hell?" murmured Micah quietly, shaking the body next to him. He had not yet seen who the creature he was hugging with crossed legs. In fact, Rome had begun to feel tingling.

"Mikha, you are so heavy! There ah!" Rome in defense of his faith as hard as trying to move the legs of the wife who can not keep silent.

BRUGH!

The heavy foot was able to move, but a large hand landed perfectly on the Roman soldiers who had made the triangle of Bermuda tight.

Plaque!

Rome quickly moved Micah's hand which had made him grieve.

"Ichi–Ocha!" Micah who was shocked immediately shouted the names of his two best friends, loudly. His two big eyes instantly made perfect.

By the time Micah recognized whose burly body he was hugging tightly.

"Yes ...!" Micah shouted loudly, as his gaze caught the figure of the handsome man he had deliberately avoided instead being in his arms.

Suddenly, Micah shuffled back and forth and sat down and brushed his messy hair away.

"Tie your clothes too!" decreed Rome.

Micah looked straight at his upper pajamas and immediately what seemed to make him embarrassed then immediately crossed his hands to cover the slightly poking chest.

Rome, who was also shocked to hear Micah's cry, woke up and inched back.

"Excession!" Micah screamed loudly, making Rome startled and reflexively rewind his body back. Until the edge of the mattress is no longer felt, then ...

BRUCK!

"Aww!" His butt landed perfectly on the wooden floor of the apartment. If in Micah's room the floor was covered in a thick, hairy carpet. So, if it falls, it won't hurt like this. In addition to the embarrassment, which makes Roma want to immediately immerse his face between the pile of pillows.

"Don't scream! This is all your own thing!" rome's strangulation restrained a little furious at his little wife.

"Why can Micah hurt you? This must be your wits!" accuse Micah at will. Making both Rome's eye beads glare in disbelief. This girl can blame herself.

Rome who stood up immediately, somehow unable to issue a word of rebuttal. Look Micah's eyes so adorable with the face of his pillow. Even the Romans only realized that Micah's beauty was so natural and natural.

"Why is his face so cute when he just woke up?" inner Rome, praise.

Micah got out of bed so recklessly that the tip of his toe got caught in the blanket and ...

"Revelation Micah!" rome shouted as he ran and stretched out his hand so fast that he caught Micah's body that was about to fall.

Grep's!

almost, Micah's pretty face touched the floor inelegantly, if only Rome had not moved so fast.

Rome holding Micah's waist from behind made the girl turn her head quickly.

"Duh, my eyes!" the strangulation of Rome that had been cut from Micah's hair.

...Seriate...