
Wet spring, Zalina's embarrassed by Sean tonight. He only hoped that if Bastian pretended not to see his behavior, so did Mardi. It didn't matter if Sean mocked him for life, just as stupidity never reached his ears.
"Be careful, Na," said Sean still soft though aware of the wife like a storm.
Zalina's anger didn't seem to be joking, evident by her quick steps when climbing the stairs. But the wrong thing is he himself. Sean just shook his head slowly to see his wife's behavior, since last afternoon had tested the faith and now he was back to test Sean's patience.
Arriving at Sean's room he saw his wife who was now in the bathroom. Instead of getting angry back, Sean just chuckled softly. Without waiting for Zalina to get angry first, Sean opened his jacket and shirt.
Actually Sean had time to shower at his parents' house, and now does not aspire to take a bath anymore. The reason was obviously still the same, for Sean the water here was cold and he was reluctant to torture himself.
"The look of the arrangement is broken."
Just about to reach for a nightgown that was so neat in the closet, Zalina's voice resuscitated the man. Sean's habit of often taking careless clothes no matter how tired Zalina styled it to make the head of the wife smoky.
"Take it for fear of being corrupted."
Sean who used to be careless is obviously a little difficult to get used to Zalina's life is all organized. The folds of clothes in his closet are even more neat than Mikhayla's handwriting, whether she measures it or how Sean doesn't understand it either.
"Which one is it?"
Enraged, Zalina never acted out of bounds. She still serves the husband wholeheartedly, as the teachings of Umi Rosita are embedded in her since adolescence.
"Black," replied the original Sean after sorting out the colors he was going to wear tonight.
Zalina is indeed a submissive wife, just Sean said she would not talk much anymore. Since coming home, Sean's hands have been a little spoiled. As long as Zalina was looking for her equipment, Sean just stood staring fixedly at the activities of the wife.
Sean's heart beats twice as fast as his wife kneels in search of his underwear. Zalina's slightly wet face, with the child's hair stuck to her forehead clearly made something inside Sean flutter.
Plus, he could accidentally see that the gap between the favorite parts of his two hearts seemed real, Sean's position was really right on top of it. Until Zalina who is now sitting clearly did not realize that there is a little open.
Sean bit his lips, this very second he decided he no longer needed the pajamas that Zalina was looking for for him. Without warning, the man took Zalina to the bed.
"Mass?"
Everything just happened, Sean pulled everything in Zalina's hands to make her frown. Sean was envied this afternoon because both of his children controlled his wife, and tonight he will take his right of course.
"I just finished wudhu, Mas."
"Later to be able to wudhu again."
Always, that kind of answer was a mainstay for Sean. Zalina could only stare at him, wanting to rebel was also useless because now the woman could feel something familiar in Sean's body seemed to react when the man grabbed her.
Sean always manages to get a woman caught up in his charms. With just a touch of sweetness and a slow kiss, Zalina was completely incapable of twitching. In an instant, Zalina did not even realize when the bodies of the two were already in this innocent state.
"Honey to be on top, right?"
Sean pulled the corner of his lips after whispering a question that made him get a strong pinch on the arm. Sean's mouth seems to be used to ridicule and make his wife embarrassed.
Sean came home at the right time, Zalina's intention to welcome her husband home with lingerie that she bought yesterday seemed not to be fulfilled. However, it was no big deal because without doing such a thing, Sean teased him first.
After a few hours of separation, the two were united in a union. Sharing sweat with moans and moans of pleasure in a God-sanctioned bond is Sean's most beautiful gift.
Both are immersed in the beauty of the world's paradise, unaware that Bastian might need dinner. Until, at the end point Sean groaned before then collapsed on the body of the wife.
His breathing was still breathless, Sean hid a face in the recess of his wife's neck. The smell of Zalina's body as if the energy that was able to restore Sean's strength, the roar of Sean's breath that felt warm still made Zalina rustle.
"Love you, Baby girl .. more than you know."
Sean said so slowly when he raised his face, it was clear how Zalina who was now nodding understood without answering Sean's words.
"Romantically a little, Na .. answer or what is it?"
"How's the answer?"
"Yes answer as you like, from earlier Mas continue to say I love you and others, you do not," sean protest that felt their relationship was a little unfair because it was a long time ago who always messed with sweet words was Sean.
"Example?"
"I love you too, Sean .. love you my big boy or I'm nothing without you and more, Zalina." Anxious himself, Sean understands his wife is not the same as women in his past, but occasionally he needs the expression as well.
Zalina let out a long sigh, she lowered her head and went back to making a pattern of circles on her husband's chest somehow. Sean did not bother him, maybe the wife was thinking about giving a good answer.
"Ehm, Mum ...."
"Yes, Honey?" sean asked, ready to wait for a sweet greeting from Zalina, not nothing but her chest was pounding first, really.
"The avocado was brought, right?" asked Zalina with beautiful eyes that were now slowly twitching.
"What the ...? Avocado siallan .. no mistake I hate that fruit from small!!"
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- To Be Continue -
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