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Early that day Mila woke up, she saw the clock shows at 3 am. Mila used to bathe at that hour, either because she was used to it difficult to eliminate this one habit.
Staring at the husband, the deeper the gaze of Mila he was more embarrassed. How could he not know his embarrassment was screaming and sighing so loudly. When he was busy shadowing things last night without realizing that Habil opened his eyes, the sleeping Habil felt noticed. And sure enough the wife was looking at him and smiling to herself.
"honey, what's wrong with you?" habil asked hoarsely, Mila who heard was surprised how her husband could be awake. Mila did not know that Habil was very sensitive even though he was asleep
"mas, it's still night why wake up" said Mila with the body that has been embraced by her husband
"why are you getting up so early?" ask Habil
"do you want any more?" habil continued to tease, Mila who heard that was bowed in shame
"mas, Mila used to take a shower at this hour" he replied
"want to take a shower now, prepare warm water yes"
"If only, this will wake up first and sleep again yes" reply Mila did not want to bother
"sure to walk?" habil asked seriously, he also recalled how ferocious he had last night pounded the wife, Habil was not sure if his wife could walk while he was the wife's feces were still very tight
Mila was silent for a moment she began to think moving sick let alone walking, just last night after finishing her husband who carried her to the bathroom. She looked at her husband with a meaningful smile.
"no way, wait a minute and prepare the water first okay" said Habil then move, he was very united the wife.
"jeez, did I do any good until I had a husband who was very privileged with me" muttered Mila
When he was ready, Habil returned and took his wife.
"does it still hurt?" ask Habil
"no, just shaking if the road"
"yes, can't you believe it?" ask Mila back
"mas believe, now take a shower already love your favorite fragrant mas" said Habil then help remove the clothes worn by the wife.
Mila took a bath and enjoyed a water massage, while her husband also took a shower. Habil died when Mila changed clothes.
"is it done?" ask Habil
"yet a long time" replied Mila
Habil opened his laptop while waiting for his wife, his wife is long if the business of bathing. Habil opened the files this morning he checked back, Habil was meticulous about work. No wonder he was successful at such a young age.
Habil had also made coffee his favorite drink to accompany him early today, long time Habil opened the dossier and his wife called, sometimes he turned to the bathroom door is still closed.
"shower what sleeps" muttered Habil
"sadly not yet" asked Habil
"this is the way" Mila replied
As soon as Habil left, he approached his wife with worry.
"kan mas said call mas if you have, why stay still, how about falling later" said Habil at length
"mas, Mila can walk to calm ajja" said Mila relaxed
Without warning Habil carried Mila and took care of his wife's needs, as he stood behind her. On the sibaklah the wife's hair plastered smooth neck with a little motif that he made.
As soon as Habil kissed his wife, Mila was surprised that she thought the husband wanted to dry his hair, but that was not the caseβ¦β¦β¦
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