
The next three days after he had chatted a lot with Haidar, inexplicably his thoughts were a little shaky. But he tried to dismiss the bad thoughts so as not to perch let alone to settle.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" Aruna's question forced Abian to get out of all his thoughts.
Abian shook his head, his face looked nervous.
"Th-no, Aruna. I'm not why-why. You done cooking?" answer and ask Abian.
"It has. I'm here to tell you, if dinner's ready. Come on, the food's gonna be cold."
"Yes, come on."
Abian stood up from the edge of the bed, he walked first while Aruna was behind him.
As soon as he got to the dining room, he only found Elona there.
"Where's friend? She's not at dinner either?" abian asked when he did not see Ziva.
"So here, maybe he went back to his room first. Let's just wait a minute until he gets back."
"Oh, okay."
Abian and Aruna sat on the dining chair. While waiting for Ziva to come, Aruna took food for her husband.
"So this is enough?"
"Enough. I'm not too hungry yet."
Aruna then took it for her daughter.
"If you want to say mom, yes."
Elona nodded. "Good, mom."
After taking a meal for Elona, Aruna took it for herself. Ziva was back then.
"I'm sorry to have you waiting, I just changed my clothes because it was wet" said Ziva.
"Yes, it's okay" replied Aruna.
Abian looked up at his face and turned towards Ziva who was sitting next to him. Her jakun was made up and down as soon as she saw the clothes Ziva was wearing, which clearly showed the woman's large white and smooth cleavage.
Not only that, Ziva is also very fragrant. He did not blink when he looked at the woman's chest. Especially when Ziva slightly bent his body to take food, he felt he could not stand what was in front of his eyes at this time.
His body was slightly heated up, strange swishings he felt in his body.
After Ziva took the food to his plate, dinner began. As usual, there was nothing to say other than a spoon that sounded against the plate.
While eating food, Abian suddenly felt something touching his feet. The touch became more and more felt. And turn into soft friction.
His body immediately stiffened. As soon as he glanced down the table, it turned out that the touch of friction came from Ziva's feet. He glanced at the woman and Ziva gave a seductive smile to her.
Abian gulped his saliva with great difficulty. How he avoided that.
Abian glanced at his wife. Aruna focused on the plate and seemed to be enjoying her dinner.
Not only friction in the legs, this time he found a touch of the hand in the pahha. His face grew nervous and stiffened.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" aruna asked, finding her husband's face tense.
Abian nervous. But he tries to control himself.
"I-I, I'm okay, baby. Why me?"
"You look tense. What's up?"
Abian glanced towards Ziva at a glance. Before then he convinces Aruna if she is okay.
"That's just your feeling. Continue eating it."
Aruna frowned, she felt that there was something strange about her husband. Butwhat?
Abian then got up from his seat.
"Honey, I went to the toilet for a while, yeah," said Abian then moved on from there.
"Darling ... Are you okay?" aruna shouted but got no answer from Abian.
"Why? What happened to her?" thought Aruna found her husband strange like never before.
Ziva smiled faintly. In his heart he cheered.
"Abian doesn't reject my touch at all. That means she enjoys every touch I give her. It would be very easy to get a touch back from him if so. Good job" said Ziva in his heart.
He continues his meal, while Aruna catches up with Abian.
_Connected_