The Not A Dream Marriage
Section 60 (NEW BRIDE'S ROOM)
Mr. Dan has delivered two men who will spend the night at the door of a room.
"This is the key to your room, sir. If you need anything please contact me directly. Excuse me for saying goodbye. May the day of the great masters and mistress be pleasant." Mr. Dan handed a key to Gio.
It's nice what's gone through my history tonight.
Salsa only said in her heart. It was not that Salsa was afraid to put out unpleasant words but that she also had to maintain her ethics and manners as the daughter of the Joni family. Gio's words on the dining table again ringed. All can't happen.
"Thank you."
Mr. Dan immediately sauntered away leaving the two humans who were still staring at the door in a room.
"Hurry to open the door I'm tired" said Salsa.
Gio gave Salsa the room key as if giving her a better signal if Salsa alone opened it.
With annoyed feelings Salsa robs the key from Gio's hand. It didn't take long for the door to open. Salsa went into the room first.
After a few minutes Gio did not hear Salsa's voice, Gio immediately followed his wife into the room. Salsabila still stands.
He was fascinated by the decor of the room that Gio had prepared for him. Roses and candles were everywhere. A truly luxurious living room.
"Let's go in!" Gio pulled Salsa into a room and this was the room for them to spend the night together.
This is the newlyweds room. On the mattress sprinkled red roses heart-shaped also decorate no less beautiful. I don't know where the flat-faced man came from about treating women with romance.
Salsa was curious behind Gio's romance was he devising a strategy to make Salsa's heart melt?
"Mr Gio, is this all you've prepared for me?" salsa asked doubtfully.
"You think?" Gio turned the question to Salsa. Gio slowly brought his body closer with sadistic eyes that wanted to pounce, making the one being stared at into a wave.
"Try to repeat again, did you say me?" Gio smiled at Salsa's words just now.
Ever since Salsa decided to stop being Gio's personal secretary, she started talking impolitely with her former superior. Cold sweat began to come out a sign that Salsa's heart had begun to beat irregularly.
Gio locked onto Salsa's body and further advanced his body until their distance was already very close. Gio's breath rubbed Salsabila's face gently. Gio's brown netra was almost able to make Salsa lose consciousness.
Salsa pushes Gio's body despite Salsa's efforts becoming futile. Gio advanced their faces until the distance between their lips was probably only a few inches.
Salsa closed her eyes. All of his body now belonged to Gio.
A few seconds Salsa waited but no kiss landed rough or soft. Gio's laughter sounded crisp after previously whispering a word that made Salsa open her eyes.
"Are you looking forward to it, my wife?" Gio's laughter sounded again. Teasing and upsetting Salsa was his main goal.
It was unexpected that Salsa's face had met red. He could not deny the words that Gio had just said to him.
Do I really want it? Me? Ye? I'm not sane I feel.
"Afsheena you'd better take a break, 'cause we'll be going again in the afternoon."
Salsa chose to immerse her face in a pillow over the mattress while laying her tired body traveling quite a distance.
The neatly arranged red roses have now splashed. A single strand of red rose landed right next to Salsa's face.
I don't know why his memory recalls what happened a few months ago. Where the day will be with Reza the third.
Red rose flower arrangement decorating home garden. All are just memories. Salsa blew a rose hoping that her memories with Reza would be blown together.
Red roses go with the memories of three years with Reza.