The Married With Teacher
Relax, Ghe!

With trembling hands, Ghea turned the handle of the room door at the right end. Ghea first opened the two doors of the empty room on the top floor.

With her heart pounding slowly Ghea opened the door wider.

The first thing Ghea saw when she went inside was a large room. So too with the bed that was sown with red roses on it.

Shivering, Ghea shuddered to see many rose petals scattered on the bed.

Huacimm

"Who, the hell, is the naburin rose on the bed? geez. I swear I'm rich in the bride's room, huh." Is it really the bridal room?

But Ghea's brain seemed to refuse. He swept all the rose petals with his hands until they splattered on the floor. Continue to curse the man who planted the rose. And make him think if in the rose petals it is afraid there are caterpillars or other types of creatures like that. Thought Ghea later her body was afraid of itching.

Finished sweeping the rose clean, Ghea stepped towards the suitcase of clothes located on the sofa. Then the girl opened it. Look for bear-patterned pajamas that he likes. But it is unfortunate, when the smooth hand was looking up to the fold of the bottom shirt. No bear-patterned pajamas. All he found was sleeping pajamas that didn't seem to belong to him.

Then Ghea took the pajamas from the bottom fold of the clothes. "Paan's clothes, huh?" Raising the pajamas over his face. Ghea frowned in wonder. His stomach was also suddenly nauseous. His brain recalled Reza's words in the cafeteria. "Awas lo, Ghe. Do not want to be invited to wik-wik with Mr. Gery! Pak Gery's possession, tuh, must be great. And I'm sure, you'll be ripped off with him. Just imagine, the age of Mr. Gery is almost 30 years! It's definitely gonna hurt, Ghe" said Reza so you know. He was just a son of Ghea.

Ghea swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. Reza's words gave him goosebumps. Heart is not asked. I guess, the heart is going to come out. "Who's that naro lingerie in my suitcase?" The forehead is getting deeper and deeper.

"Sir Gery is also not possible first, right, huh, break me? Jeez .. Don't get it yet, deh." Panicked Ghea as word for word Reza spoke again. His eyes were still observing the sexy nightgown in front of his face that was lifted into the air.

Along with Ghea who was still with her dirty thoughts and lingerie in front of her face, the bathroom door opened. Mr. Gery out of there.

And wow, how surprised that guy was when that sexy nightgown was still plastered in front of Ghea's face. Mr. Gery's auto brain was immediately fixed on strange things.

I thought Mr. Gery, Ghea was showing me the dress. And she thought Ghea would wear that nightgown. He's cleared his throat. The second auto Ghea's hand instantly decreased. Then hide the lingerie behind his back.

"Why are you there" eh means, Mr. Gery should approach Ghea, is that it? "- uh that's not it." He said when he saw Mr. Gery actually stepped towards him. Auto foot Pak Gery stopped. "What do you mean in this room?" Well, because of the groggy, Ghea so not focused to talk. It's all because of Reza. Just be careful, anyway, the boy will be at school Ghea mocked to be a lotto.

"Huh?" Advancing his face, Mr. Gery frowned in surprise. Which room should I go to? This is my room. He murmured in his heart.

"Oh, that's not it. Gini's. We're gonna have a room, so, sleep?" ghea asked with his innocent face. Her hands were still tucked behind her back to hide the sexy dress.

"Continue?"

"Why not split the room?"

"meaning?"

"Yes, we split up the room. Means sleep does not need one bed," said Ghea. Not that he did not want to sleep one bed with Mr. Gery. But he is still not used to it. And this feels so very strange.

With the body still wearing the bathrobe alone Ghea felt ashamed. Especially if you sleep in one bed with a guy. Oh, my goodness, I can be ashamed of this Ghea. Because Ghea's sleep was very messy. It could be during sleep later Mr. Gery will get a kick Ghea. Gosh darn. Just imagine Ghea embarrassed especially until it happened.

Oh, no!

"Why is that?" Mr. Gery asked. And casually he opened the wardrobe - which Mama Dian had tidied before the wedding took place. Taking one t-shirt and shorts from the closet, Mr. Gery was about to open the bathrobe he used to cover his bulging muscles.

"Eh, what are you doing?" But Mr. Gery immediately abandoned his intentions when Ghea asked. He looked at Ghea. "You're wearing clothes, you know. Why?"

Gosh darn. Why doesn't that guy have any shame at all? Pak Gery's future will wear clothes in front of Ghea. "Here?" I mean Ghea was wearing her clothes.

"Continue?" Pending casually, Mr. Gery's hand is ready to remove the bathrobe rope tied in front of the stomach.

"Eh-eh, don't be here dong! Not ashamed of what?"

As soon as Mr. Gery will open the bathrobe rope, as soon as Ghea's feet step towards him. Stopping Mr. Gery's hand with his. Then hold the hand so as not to untie the bathrobe rope.

For a moment the two fell silent in each other's minds glaring 'what are they going to do tonight'.

Mr. Gery's eyes locked onto Ghea's beautiful netra, while one of his hands was held back by Ghea's left hand which was stored on the bathrobe's rope.

It seems that the two men are very difficult to swallow the saliva. From such a close distance Ghea could see the little jakun Pak Gery who went up and down. I don't know what he's swallowing. But it made Ghea blink strangely.

While Mr. Gery.

Slowly the hand that was stored beside her body grabbed Ghea's hand that was grasping the lingerie. Then all Ghea could do was reverberate the nightgown as Mr. Gery's hand touched and slowly climbed on her upper arm. It was done by Mr. Gery with a slow and gentle movement.

"Rilex, Ghe! You should not be ashamed anymore! Have you done that to me often?" You mean Mr. Gery, Ghea who has played a few times on Mr. Gery's lips.

Then the thick and sexy red lips whispered to Ghea's ears. Makes the girl goosebumps for a moment. Because of Mr. Gery's sweeping breath on his earlobe. "Can, right, I have you tonight?"

"We, right, are married. It's halal. And I want you tonight."

Ah, this Ghea. What to do, Mr. Gery explained the meaning of the phrase 'want you tonight'.

Oh my god. It felt like Ghea's stomach was suddenly heartburn. He understands now. But soon Ghea remembered Reza's words.

"Mister Gery's style must be great, Ghe." And of the many sentences that Reza spoke only that sentence that Ghea remembered.

Oh, the brain is so out of mind to get back to work. Ghea imagines when Mr. Gery's heirloom comes in and breaks through it until he screams hysterically. "Notkkkkkk."

Auto Pak Gery frowned with his lips folded inward. "Why?"

Ghea's sanity is back. He shook his head quickly while pushing Mr. Gery's chest. He moved away from that tall body.

"I-i. Me, I can't yet. That must hurt, right? How will you tear me?"

Ish ... Ghea's sentence made Mr. Gery pull both corners of his lips and then smile with his lips folded back.

Restoring the wet hair back, Mr. Gery stepped where Ghea stood on the lip of the bed. His back. Then half throw the t-shirt and shorts in her hand at the dresser next to the wardrobe.

"Tear what?" And all of a sudden both of those burly hands were coiled all around his neck. Pasting the chest of the field on Ghea's back.

Mr. Reza feels funny with Ghea's clumsiness.

Tear up?

Tear what? Even Mr. Gery felt like he wanted to laugh as tight as possible.

Ghea jerks. With the breath he held until his chest lifted. His head turned to the side.

And it was used as an opportunity for Mr. Gery to kiss the side of Ghea's neck.

Ghea's reflex closed her eyes tightly. His chest is getting kembis. Ah, Ghea goosebumps. "Why are you kissing my neck?" tanyanya polo's. Rotating body. Then back away from Mr. Gery's body.

Mr. Gery chuckles faintly. "Your body smells of lemon. Myriad. I like it."

Huh, what answer is that?

"But I am amused" said Ghea, rubbing his neck.

Oh, Mr. Gery is getting more and more anxious and can no longer hold him back.

Then he pulled Ghea's hand from earlier still grasping the lingerie. "What dress is this?"

Well, maybe Mr. Gery should first divert Ghea's consciousness by inviting her to chat him first, maybe?

"Eh, i-it's." Ghea nervous. "I don't know why that shirt was in my suitcase. I was gonna go find some pajamas. Maybe Mama's forgetfulness goes in clothes there's no such rich material in my suitcase" explained Ghea. Mr. Gery raises his head while ber oh ria.

This must be the job of Adi kampret. Mumbled Mr. Gery in heart.

"Yes already. You sit. I want a comb of your hair, okay?"

Why suddenly? Ghea wanted to ask that. But he broke it.

"Eh, no need. Let me comb my own hair." Reject Ghea. He stepped up to pick up the comb on the dressing table. But his hand was immediately arrested Gery. "Udah. Just sit. Let me just, yeah!" Then both of Ghea's shoulders were pressed for the girl to sit on the bed.

Mr. Gery took the comb. Then it came back to Ghea who had sat down. Combing the long hair was slow. Sometimes, Mr. Gery also invited him to talk. Maybe so that Ghea wasn't too nervous to do 'it'.

"I want to know a lot about you" said Mr. Gery.

"Huh? About what?" ask Ghea wonder. But the nervousness disappeared a little.

"What is it about. Can." Mr. Gery was standing. Now sitting next to Ghea without stopping the movement of the hand that was combing Ghea's hair.

"Eum .. How about my childhood?" Ghea said with spirit. Face radiant. And it's not out of Mr. Gery's eyes. "Can."

TB

sabarrrrr. Slowly let Ghea not be surprised.*ehh