
Many times Arta tried to open the door of the woman's room who had become his wife, but unfortunately the door of his room was locked from the inside making Arta more panicked.
Meanwhile, in the room exactly in the bathroom. Riska had just woken up from her sleep.
"Geez, I overslept" shocked Riska.
Riska went straight outside from the bath up and rushed to clean her body.
After feeling clean, Riska immediately took a towel and wrapped it around her body. He must get dressed as soon as Arta must have been very hungry waiting for him, he thought.
Outside the room, Arta panicked and worried, fearing that something had happened to Riska.
There was no other way, Arta had to break down the door of Riska's room, to find out the state of the girl inside.
Arta took a swing.
Braakk...
With one kick the door opened, coinciding with Riska coming out of the bathroom.
Arta was transfixed when she saw the scene before her. How not to fixate? Riska only wears a towel wrapped around her thighs and chest. His smooth white-tiered legs were perfectly exposed, not to mention his slightly poking breasts made Arta gulp his saliva roughly.
Riska hair that decomposes wet increasingly adds a sexy impression in Arta's eyes. My God, a scene like this really stained his faith, Arta thought.
Arta was still silent without blinking, especially when the smell of vanilla fragrant from soap in Riska burst into his nose, making Arta's faith thinned.
While Riska was strangled in shock, looking at Arta who was suddenly in her room. But a moment later he came to a realization of his current state of using only a towel on his body.
Especially when he saw Arta who looked at him with a wanting gaze as if ready to copy*nj*ngi his body that very second.
"Basar bocil mesummm.." cried Riska screech as if she could break the eardrum of anyone who heard it.
Hearing Riska's cry made Arta instantly disperse leaving the room. He had to get out of there before his faith completely collapsed and certainly before being hit by the rampage of the lioness who unfortunately was his own wife. But Arta was relieved, the girl turned out to be fine.
The atmosphere on the dining table looks silent, only the sound of clanking spoons and forks being clashed.
A couple of different age husbands were both silent, none of them spoke.
The two of them had dinner in a state of silence, preoccupied with their respective thoughts.
While Riska chose to quietly enjoy her food with her head steadily lowered, still feeling ashamed of the incident earlier.
How not to be ashamed? Arta had just seen almost all the curves of his body that only used a towel limited to the thighs and chest. Even though Arta was her husband, she was embarrassed that it was the first time for her not to wear clothes in front of her opposite sex.
Riska realized that the boy in front of her was constantly staring at her, but she pretended to be indifferent and chose to look down, hiding her red face from embarrassment.
"I'm done" said Arta and got up from his chair, leaving Riska still enjoying her dinner.
After seeing Arta's departure, Riska just felt relieved. He could finally breathe as usual. It felt really uncomfortable and awkward with Arta.
After dinner, Riska cleaned up the rest of their dinner and returned to her room. He wants to rest immediately, his body feels very tired because of all day work.
Bend the day, the sun has begun to crawl up to the contest. Its light illuminates almost a part of the earth, making the once dark earth turn into light.
In an apartment in the city center, a beautiful girl who has married but is still a virgin looks still comfortable rolling under her thick blanket. Today is a holiday, it's time to laze around.
Riska squirms turning her body to avoid the sunlight entering her room. He was still under the warm cover of his blanket. Because today the date is red so Riska does not have any activities, she chose to laze to fill her holiday.
As he was about to resume his sleep, a sudden noise was heard outside the apartment that made him feel disturbed.
The sound of cheering people singing chime with music that is very deaf in the ear. The sound of drums and pans hit by each other turned into music.
Today is the day of independence HUT, all apartment residents celebrate with joy. Usually on a day like this there will be many races to enliven a special day that only happens once a year.
All corners of the homeland decorated with the red and white that fluttered throughout the country both in the city and in the village. In a month like this will be found many nuances of independence. All kinds of knick knacks or ornaments related to HUT RI are found in many streets, tourist attractions, public transportation and in various other places to commemorate the independence day.
On this special day, almost everyone in the country wears a red and white shirt and do not forget they also equip it with red and white attributes as an effort to commemorate and celebrate the most historic day.
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