My wife is a Night Singer
Chapter 100 Bites

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Habil drove his car steadily, occasionally his tail glancing at the sleeping wife. Not usually Mila to fall asleep all this time especially not yet at home.

When their car was about to turn, Mila's voice whimpered, Habil turned his head and touched Mila's hand. Habil was surprised that his wife had a high fever, after 10 minutes into the area of his residence Habil parked his car and rushed down.

Habil held Mila lightly and immediately entered their room, Habil's worry became so when Mila shivered in the cold. Habil rushed to call Dr. Roi.

"can I go home now, my wife has a high fever and is shivering" Habil said anxiously

"don't panic, give the heat-lowering medication right away. I'm still on duty can not come out remember do not panic, if still fever do skin to skin method ok" said Roi

"alright" Habil replied after hearing Roi's order

Habil immediately took the medicine in the medicine box with painstakingly he eroded the medicine because he understood that Mila could not swallow the medicine round and round.

20 Minutes later Mila's body temperature began to subside but not with her coldness.

Habil called Roi again, worried that Mila was still cold.

"the heat subsided but my wife was still shivering" said Habil

"do what I said earlier, chances are your wife will get the flu tomorrow. Remember !! Do not use anything so that your wife's body can neutralize the warm temperature that is delivered by your skin" Roi said

"all right, is there more?" ask Habil seriously

"there, hold your lust your gossip has reached my ears" Roi chuckled

"well, take a breath Habil your wife needs this now" murmured Habil convinced himself not to be caliph

Habil took off Mila's clothes one by one not to forget once in a while he took a deep breath, again when touching the smooth skin of the wife. The smell of roses filled his sense of smell. It was Habil's turn to undress as soon as he could get into the wife's blanket.

When his body clung there was a strange feeling that Habil felt, as if he was in an inner war with himself. Convincing himself not to pounce on his wife was very difficult for Habil, the night he went through would be long.

Mila who felt warm involuntarily held the husband tightly, her nose sniffed the husband's neck and muttered indistinctly.

"pasta, nyam nyam paste" muttered Mila as if biting something.

"even though it's still the food you think about, don't love your husband who holds this breath" said Habil who resigned to what the wife did

"aksss" Ringisan Habil was restrained when his neck was bitten by his wife as hard as he could, as if Mila was fatigued by the delusion of the food.

"godly" said Habil, after neutralizing his mind, Habil fell asleep following the wife who is currently under his armpit.

Sinaran mornings have entered the sidelines of the brown curtain but do not bother a couple who are still asleep, either because it is too comfortable or indeed lack of sleep to the point that they wake up late.

Mila who woke up wriggling stretched her muscles, until her eyes were fixated on seeing a handsome and burly figure without clothes in front of her. Mila was stunned, her head was indeed a bit of pain. But what surprised him more was that he did not wear a single thread.

Mila thought strongly about what happened that night, but in vain she only remembered sleeping in the office the rest was still gray.

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