Nisa For Abi
Teasing your own husband, may?
"What do you want?" abi asked, focusing on chewing his food.
"Huh, what?" Nisa tilted her head.
"Yes, what do you want? Tumben, cooking for me?" her question is flat.
Nisa snorted in annoyance, then played her lips so anxiously. His gaze was sharp too.
"Why again? I wrong?" face Abi.
"Nisa masakin, deliberately to make the husband happy. Why even be asked that? Can't afford a wife's own struggle?"
"I-i... I'm just asking."
"But the question is difficult" Nisa stood up from her seat, but Abi pulled her hand back to sit down.
"I'm not happy if I eat alone. Stay until it's over," he said. Nisa simply rolled her eyes, and sat quietly looking at Abi finishing all the food he had prepared. A little bit of fun, because all the toilets are not left.
"Like, same Nisa cuisine?"
"Yes, you cooked it. The sign I should spend. Thanks,"
Nisa was annoyed again, until she frowned. Grasping her hands firmly, as if wanting to grab her husband just simply evaporate all the emotions in her soul.
"Eeeeeeeerrrrrgggghh!" unfortunately, he can only hold it in his heart.
"I'm out of work, you go to bed first."
"Hhh," Nisa let out a long sigh., "Yes," she replied resignedly, while tidying up the dirty dishes on the table.
"Dear, how?" mama Sofi asked, taking over the dirty dishes in her sink.
"Likes, Mom. But... Still is so. There are no senengnya," confided Nisa with all her regrets.
"Darling," said Mama Sofi, so gently. Flipping over, and looking at him closely between their eyes.
"An advancement of your efforts. At least, if Abi wants to spend everything you give. Abi is slekive. What He does not like, He will never touch."
"Yes, Ma? Sorry, Nisa has..."
"Nisa just needs an adjustment. It was my mother who should apologize. Even with Nisa here, Mama is so grateful. Wish all those changes, Nisa's the one who brought it."
Nisa just nodded her head. Wishing to do what her mother-in-law expected of her. Nothing else, because at least to pay for everything Abi gave him.
" Here, let Mama do the dishes."
"But, Ma...."
"Nisa come in, put on her dress. Wear a fragrant perfume, and do what you teach." persuade Mama Sofi.
Nisa once again just nodded, though she did not really understand what Mama told her. Sometimes, he was amused by it all.
All have been stolen. Nisa wears a short lingerie with low chest defense. The model is transparent, with a very thin rope.
"Leeewh! What's the?" Nisa amused, looking at herself. Finally, he wears a belzer from the halal clothes. He sat down, waiting for Abi to come in and greet him.
And didn't wait long, even though it was almost an hour. At least, Abi was faster than his usual hour of return. The clattering footsteps rang out from Nisa's sharp ears, who then sat sweetly on their bed. The hair was left long, and the blezer was slightly lowered revealing her beautiful shoulders.
The kreeek! The door was opened by Abi. Nisa's heart was getting rumbled. I wonder what Abi would do to her. Grateful, if the seduction worked for him.
Abi was no less tense at that time. Staring at Nisa half lying on her side, propping up the body with her elbows. Abi looked at him sharply, while continuing to approach the wife who held out her smile there.
"Nisa, what's wrong with you?" asked Abi, so surprised.
Nisa did not answer, just stood up and opened her blezer by biting her lower lip.
"Badgirls. Wanna tease me?" look at Abi to him. Their distance is getting closer. Nisa reached out her hand embracing Abi's neck affectionately.
"Nisa seduces Nisa's own husband. Can you?" her face flirtatious, playing a finger on her husband's chest that field.