The Pursuit of Love Om Doctor
Jealous

"Gue ask Lo to send me to Singapore tomorrow !" aksa said to Roy when Citra was already in the room, leaving them both in Aksa's study.

"Damn Lo !! I think I'm unemployed !! As if you ruined my schedule !" protest Roy.

"There is Raka. He will definitely suspect me !! Lo knew for yourself the boy's kepo level was 11-12 the same Lo !!" answer Aksa.

"Uuhh. aja Lo it-," Roy's speech stopped because immediately cut Aksa.

"Sstt.. I told you, don't like talking about things that can make trouble." prune Aksa.

"Yes-yes.. Sorry !!" roy replied while scratching his non-itchy head.

"But by the way, you really love the same image or just pity ?" asked Roy curiously.

"Yes love is !! Same wife herself time not love !! Weird Lo !!" answer Aksa spirit.

"Amanda's also Lo's wife ? Means you also love dong same her ?" syndicate Roy.

"Don't compare Amanda to Citra !! They are clearly different !" ketus Aksa's.

"Udah, you go home !! I want to give an inner living to my wife first !!" expel Aksa.

"Yes.yes.yes !!! Have fun, brother !!!"

Roy leaves Aksa's room and Aksa immediately locks her room from the inside, not wanting her activities to be interrupted tonight.

But before approaching Citra who was waiting in her room, Aksa first contacted the nurse who was looking after her mother-in-law to confirm her condition.

Ceklek !!

The door to the room is open.

The image immediately looks.

Currently Citra has finished cleaning her make-up because she is not used to sleeping with make-up.

"Mas Roy's home yet ?" ask Citra.

"Why do you call Roy mas also mas ?" said Aksa did not like to hear Citra's call to Roy.

"Why, why, Mom ? Are you jealous ?" ask Citra innocently.

Aksa approached Citra who was sitting on the edge of the King-sized bed.

Aksa held both shoulders Citra and twisted the body Citra until faced with her.

"From now on, I'm the only one you'll call, Mas !! There can be no other. You got it, baby ?" Say Aksa softly.

The image was stunned by the figure of the man before this. A foreign man who a moment ago was already legally his Imam.

The tenderness of Aksa he felt now was completely different to his thoughts on Aksa in the early days of their meeting.

"I-iya, Mas.." Citra replied nervously.

"Good !! I like a submissive woman. Be my favorite wife !!" said Aksa softly followed by the movement of his hand that rubbed softly the tiny lips Citra.

Do not ask again what about the face of the current image.

His face was completely red.

And the heart ???

His heart was beating very fast. If it could, it felt Citra wanted to escape and hide her face that felt really hot.

"Darling, can we start our second night ?" aksa whispered softly in the ear Citra made her blood rustle.

"But tomorrow we have to go to Singapore, Mas !! Can't you just postpone it first ?!" image's pretext because actually he's still very nervous.

Hearing a little rejection from Citra, Aksa slightly distanced her body from Citra.

"You don't want it ?" aksa asked in a tone that sounded full of disappointment.

"That's not what I mean, Mas !!" reply Citra regret.

Aksa no longer ignored Citra's speech because he was already disappointed with Citra's rejection.

He struggled to hold back his desires these few days, just for the sake of the second night with the image he had planned carefully. But he got a rejection.

Seriate,