
Aira put down her hijab and she scratched her long hair that she had previously rolled original. What a man who is not tempted by the natural beauty of Aira, He does not wear Makeup, does not sow powder on his face, there is no red lipstick on his lips. However, her shining face was from the magic of the ablution water, her lips extended a smile to Martin, She began to grab his hand and said. "Cabin! I'm going to massage your head" he said, inviting Martin to sit on their bed.
Martin could not say anything, as if his lips were unable to speak, his face slowly turned nervous, the girl who wore the hijab every day, just suddenly let go in front of her Husband.
"Why did you take your hijab off?" Martin looked at Aira's face before sitting on the bed. Aira returned a smile to her husband.
"You don't like it? All righty! I'll close it again, if my husband prefers I wear the hijab." said the girl as she walked to pick up her hijab. However, suddenly Martin's hand restrained Aira's hand for the girl to stop.
"Don't! I'd rather you don't wear anything." Martin's words forced Aira to turn her face away from her embarrassment, and her husband's words made Aira's heart beat.
Martin pulled Aira's hand and grabbed Aira's waist with his two hands. Of course, now they were very close, slowly Martin's hand rubbed the soft face of Aira, he slipped the hair that covered part of his wife's face.
"Does this mean I can kiss your cheek?" the question made Aira very embarrassed, she blushed and did not dare to look at Martin's face, he could only subdue and hide his face by covering his beautiful face with one palm.
"I told you! Don't hide that smile from me, I want to always see that angelic smile that God gave me, somehow all of a sudden I feel like this, can you answer it? If I see this smile, my heart feels really peaceful, does that mean I'm starting to like you?" hearing that, Aira's cheeks became more blushing, He quickly turned his body and of course Martin swiftly held back so that Aira did not stay away from him. He wrapped his hands around Aira's waist standing behind him.
"Where are you going? You can't get away from me!" the man whispered as he flicked Aira's hair to the side, so that the neckline seemed so smooth that it tempted Martin's eyes to kiss him.
"Oh God! By saying your name, give the servant the courage to face all this, the servant only wants to perfect the worship, as a wife who has the obligation to please her husband, she said, may You accept the sincerity of my servant to serve my husband, I wish to take your Heaven with him, till Jannah." inner Aira while starting to feel the soft touch of the husband that began to creep in every flow of blood. Shaking the walls of an Aira's heart. Aira was getting harder to breathe when Martin managed to make the girl unsettled.
With breaths rising and falling, Aira avoided Martin's deepening kisses touching her body by making small talk.
"Hmm Mom! He said to ask for a massage, here I go!" Aira shifted the situation that had made her get swept away. Martin sighed, He did not want to force his wife to fulfill her duty as a wife. Martin sat on the bed and undressed his Kokonya. Of course Aira who saw it immediately closed both eyes, because only this time he saw Martin who was in a state of bare-chested condition.
"Aww Mas, put on your clothes! You're not ashamed of me." he told Martin, who seemed to develop a smile and noticed his wife's playful attitude.
"What am I ashamed of! What I see is my wife, don't you like me like this?" he said while pulling Aira's hand and carrying Aira on his lap.
"Mas Martin! What the hell are you, freelance!" Aira appears to be beating Martin's chest, where the man is holding Aira's body from leaving her lap.
"Say! Don't you like seeing me like this?" Martin said as he looked at the bead of Aira's eyes that looked sparkling.
"It's not that, it's just that I'm not used to seeing a man in this state, the sanctity of my eyes can be stained, Mas!" aira's innocent answer actually made Martin laugh.
"You're laughing anyway! I'm serious, Mas!" aira protested that she did not like it if she was laughed at by her husband.
"Well! Do you aspire like that?"
"Yes! Why emang?"
"It's okay, later if you catch a cold how? this room already has its air conditioning, Mas! The night is cold if you don't wear clothes. I don't want to see you get sick, and I don't think I'm taking care of my husband." Aira said as she confirmed her uncomfortable sitting position.
"With you, surely you can warm my body, I won't worry anymore if you don't wear clothes while sleeping." replied Martin with a smile.
"Don't be weird, Mom!" Aira, who continued to feel uncomfortable while sitting on her Husband's lap, made Martin notice Aira who was angry and could not calm down.
"You why the hell? Calm down, dong! I just sat down not so moving, make a puyeng!"
"Well, that's dong! I'm not comfortable sitting here, Mom!" aira protests trying to break away from Martin's arms.
"Mas Martin, take me! What do you want, Mom?" Aira continued to rebel, her body twitching over her husband's lap. Of course it made Martin sigh big as there was something that made him to remain calm and relaxed.
"Can you shut up anyway? My head is really dizzy!" Martin said with a serious face.
"Yes, if that's what I was, let me get your head!" Aira continued to rebel and wanted to escape from her husband's embrace.
"Aira stop! Shutup!" martin looked at Aira's face deeply. Aira stopped moving and looked at her husband's sweaty face.
"You're sweating, Mom? Yes, I've been pinning your head, let's not get dizzy again, you stubborn base!" Aira asked as she looked at the sweat that started to appear adorning Martin's handsome face.
"Look, right, me? Not the dizzy head, but the head down is also dizzy because of you!" what Martin said made Aira round her eyes.
"What Mas? the head down is dizzy? Do you have a head down? Which I'm trying to see, let me go all in, you're all right, the head is down, everywhere the head is on top, weird shit!" said the girl innocently.
"You sure you want to see?" Aira nodded her head while Martin started smiling sumringah hearing the words from his wife.
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