Teasing A Naughty Husband
Dreams or ...

Artha sat leaning against the single sofa. Seeing the flowers wriggling on the bed with the top shirt unfolded to the chest. Flowers feel free to move if wearing a loose shirt while working.

Dusk began to arrive, presenting an orange color that dazzled the eyes. Flowers wake up while covering their eyelids using the back of their hands. His gaze was fixed on the window whose curtain was still open.

The naked foot of the girl came down and stepped closer to the window. The curtains were pulled and she turned to the bathroom. However, she was surprised to see her husband sitting propping up his chin with his left hand.

"When did you come?" The flower smiled awkwardly as it greeted Artha.

"Two hours ago," he answered, showing the sweetest smile that Flower had ever seen.

"Well! Why didn't you wake me up? Continue ... You sat there from then on?" Flowers asked with eyes squeaking.

There was no reply from her husband confirming that it was true. The girl's eyes were wide. Upset by her husband's behavior, she grumbled.

"Basic bawdy! Why watch people sleep for up to two hours" he grumbled while turning his back.

"Look at the wife's own body, right, halal. Besides, my grandpa didn't wake up. If you wake up, you can feel it, right," he joked and then laughed loosely.

"De ... dedek what does that mean? Out there!" Flowers pull Artha off the sofa while driving her out of the room.

However, Artha actually pulled the hand of the Flower until it sat on his lap. Both Artha's hands were coiled around the wife's slender waist. The distance that only a few inches makes him able to hear the heartbeat of the flower who is nervous.

"Please a-ku, Ar," said Bunga with a stifled voice.

"don't want. Last night, you asked to be released. But, you left early in the morning to avoid me. I will not let go this time," protested Artha while tightening her embrace.

"I won't run away" Bunga said as he pulled away from Artha's embrace.

However, the husband's embrace did not loosen. The more Bunga tried to stay away, the tighter Artha's hands hugged her waist. Surrender because his efforts ended in vain.

"Not fought anymore?" artha asked as she relaxed her embrace.

The flower shook its head slowly. He was nervous sitting on Artha's thighs. How else, he could not deny his own words.

"Listen to his words carefully. I won't say it twice" Artha said as she took a deep breath.

He needs to prepare his heart for confession. Not just a confession of love, but all the lies it covers. He wants to start a new relationship with honesty. Eliminate all doubts that have been shackled between them.

"I want to make a confession. When I first heard that my mother had betrothed me, I actually planned to reject her. But, when I found out that the girl being betrothed was you, I changed my mind.

"At the beginning of our meeting, I was already attracted to you. I've never felt such an ardent feeling to have a girl like I feel for you. Even to Elena, I never felt that way.

"I'm sorry, I lied when I asked you to be a contract wife. The contract you signed is not a two-year marriage contract, but a lifetime one. I want to live an aging life with you forever" Artha said frankly.

Flowers just remain silent. He didn't know what to react to. Between happiness and disappointment, the girl's feelings were turbulent.

Newly intended to tempt her husband not to go into another woman's arms, but the man made a shocking confession. Can she trust all her husband's words? A day ago, her husband was still away with another woman, and now claims to love her. The flower could not believe completely with the sweet word that came out of the man.

"You can't believe I fell in love at first sight. Reasonable, really. Moreover, I had a lover back then," Artha said as she released her embrace at the waist of the Flower.

The girl woke up when she had the chance. He did not know how bright his face was at the moment. A sense of heat ran through her entire body when she heard the confession of love from her husband.

"Ekhem! Excuse me, Brother Bunga. Can Ani come in?" Ani overhears their conversation unintentionally, therefore she deliberately cleared her throat before knocking on the door.

Artha got up from the sofa and opened the door without saying much. He stepped away past Ani who was smiling to greet him. The man shuddered for a moment, then moved his feet back to the terrace.

Hah ... has been hard-earned to speak honestly, uh .. he still does not believe it either.

While inside the room, the Flower sat down with a bowed face. Ani sat down next to him and tried to figure out what was the reason the girl looked glum. However, Bunga chose silence, harboring the turmoil of his heart alone.

"Take Artha home, An. I want to stay here tonight" Bunga ordered Ani.

"OKAY. Just rest well here, but Ani will go home" said the girl.

"Huh? How, home? Why suddenly?" Flowers were chasing Ani with consecutive questions.

"So there was a cousin from out of town who suddenly came to the house. Ani wanted to leave earlier, so look for it, Brother Bunga," said Ani at length.

"Yes already. You can go home too. I'm fine alone," said Bunga confidently.

Actually, she's a cowardly girl. If she is alone, she can't sleep sometimes. Want to go to the bathroom did not dare to be so afraid.

Ani went to talk to Artha. Flowers peeked at them from behind the bedroom window. Honey, he can't hear what they're talking about. However, one thing was certain, Artha immediately left after talking to Ani.

"Heh, there is no intention to persuade me to go home with that? You insensitive husband," grumbled the Flower while pulling the curtains and locking the room door.

He did not need to lock the front door because it was locked from the outside by Ani. They have two key children each. The flowers lie on their sides while hugging a pillow.

It had become a habit for Bunga, he would pull out the key to make it easier for Ani to wake him up. A tired heart and body make flowers fall asleep easily.

"Emh," muttered the Flower with his eyes closed.

A gentle touch on her lips made the Flower mutter softly like a delirious person. The longer, he felt that something was strange. Warm and wet, what kind of thing stuck to his lips? He wondered in a semi-conscious state.

When he opened his eyes, he woke up. However, soon her body was pulled back until it lay under the impingement of Artha's bare-chested body. Not yet had time to digest what happened, Artha again showered the face and lips of Flowers with a kiss full of desire.

"Ar .. Artha—" screeched Flower while biting her own lower lip.

What's gonna happen next?

*Connected*