That Man is the Father of My Son
Part 107's
Five star tourist hotel.
hotel plaza hotel, Paris.
At 00:00
It was still midnight, Meyra had just woken up from her sleep. He squinted both of his eyeballs and his consciousness had yet to recover.
He changed his position to sit and rub his eyes.
"Hoam, it's still in the same room??" ask him on himself.
"What!!!" He realized, he was still where he didn't know. Because Angga took her while she was still unconscious, a few days ago Meyra collapsed unconscious on the street as Angga tried to chase her.
"People!!!!" her yell.
Until finally Angga who fell asleep so soundly with the position of his feet resting on the wall of the room facing the head of Meyra made her fall to the floor.
Bugh! that voice sounded so loud. Because her bed with the floor is so little high.
"Ohhh, my ass." Angga puffed his butt almost felt broken.
"What you did brought me here! quickly take me home!" meyra shouted and she got off her bed.
"Yes!!" Angga closed his eyes and did not forget to cover his face as well.
"Mey close first, your body.you're not using anything, it looks tempting to look at." Angga.
Meyra rounded her eyes and she looked down and realized.
"Yahaaaaa! you Anggaa, what are you doing to me!! you perverted husband!!" Meyra took a thick blanket and covered her entire body and flipped some of the pillows towards Angga so that he who started standing from the floor again fell down again.
"Think that it's delicious!! Come quickly take me home!!" meyra shouted still throwing the pillow.
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Bend morning..
"Luckily, my wife can sleep, if I'm not tired I hear her chatty voice." Said Angga while getting up from his bed to immediately soak his body bahtup.
A few hours later..
Meyra narrowed her eyes due to the glare of the morning sunlight that entered through the open window of the hotel.
He looked at his entire room not to find Angga there.
He tried to walk to the bathroom door and put his ear on the door. There was the sound of water.
"Ehm, so she's taking a shower. That's fine.."
Her eyes were unintentionally directed out the window and made her stop her steps to change her clothes.
"Oups wait, didn't I look wrong?" Meyra ran small towards the window and she rounded her eyes. He was so stunned to see the scenery so amazing all this time he dreamed.
"Eiffel Tower Paris!!!"
"Yes, this isn't a dream, is it...?!" Meyra seemed to want to faint so happy.
Suddenly, the hands curled around his waist and sniffed - the end of the smell of the nape of Meyra's neck that still looks fragrant even though it has not taken a bath for three days.
(Yes, combat in bed for three days, hehehe)
"You just realized it, huh...?" tanya Angga laughed a little at the behavior of his wife who carried the atmosphere because she was amused by his touch.
"Have you stopped, I'm going there?" Meyra pointed at the Eiffel Tower.
"Bring first, I'll take you there." Angga let go of his embrace and turned Meyra towards him.
"Ye, you don't think I'm gonna take a shower." Meyra puckered her lips in anxiety.
"I took a shower first."
"Wait a minute.".
"Otherwise?"
Angga cupped Meyra's face with both hands and kissed Meyra's lips still teased her lips.
"hmphhh, stop it. I'm going to take a shower." Meyra pushed Angga's chest away from her body.
He ran towards the bathroom before he closed the door and looked at Angga.
"Angga," call her.
"Babies, blekkk.." Meyra taunted her and closed the door quickly before her husband tried to enter the bathroom again.
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