THE VIRGIN WHO WAS (ALMOST) STAINED
Husband's Business

"Mas Jul," call Safira while folding some veils.

"Hum? What, Deck?" Julian said with his head still down because of tidying up the goods in the sack.

"Do you want Mas Jul, we'll do the first night at my house?"

Julian's hand stopped immediately. Suddenly his chest was pounding uncontrollably. On one side of his heart was happy, Julian got the opportunity to feel something the most delicious of a legitimate relationship. But on the other hand, Julian hesitated. He felt unable to do so. Afraid, the results will disappoint.

"Have you been so keen on doing this, Dek?" instead of agreeing, Juliann threw up a question that seemed like she didn't want it. Julian's question certainly upset his wife a little.

"If Jul doesn't want to. I'm just asking, but there's a chance. At least I had the intention to give my husband rights over my body," after saying that, Safira immediately went to call the taxi driver.

Julian was surprised to hear the reply coming from his wife's mouth. Julian felt that Safira was currently disappointed at his attitude. Julian looked at the wife's departure with an uncertain feeling. "Am I wrong?" julian muttered while scratching his head that did not itch.

Safira returns with a motorcycle taxi driver. The goods he had packed, delivered by the motorcycle taxi driver to put in Julian's house. After everything was settled, Safira said goodbye to friends of sales friends around the stall because he would move his trading place.

Now, Julian and Safira are on their way to his house, no conversation has taken place between the two. Until Julian decided to stop by the chicken noodle stall he saw while heading to his in-laws' house. At first Sapphira wanted to protest but because Julian said she was hungry, so Safira resigned herself to her husband's wishes.

"Dec," call Julian. Currently the two are sitting at the very back of Lesehan facing the expanse of rice fields. "You mad?"

Safira's forehead is wrinkled. Looked at Julain's face for a moment. "Why is it angry, Mas?" after asking, Zafira again threw her gaze towards the rice field while waiting for their order to come.

"On the first night."

"Why should I be angry, Mom? From Mas Jul's answer, it is certain that Mas Jul does not want to. Yeah, I'm not just offering."

"I'm not saying I don't want to, Dek. I'm just asking."

"I know, you asked, Mom. But from your question I know that you mind. So you throw questions like that. If you mind, that's okay. Wait just as ready."

Julian was silenced, he did not expect just because one question had even widened like a huge problem. "You misunderstood, Deck. You know I'm ..."

"Yes, yeah, don't talk about it anymore, okay? I know it."

Luckily, as soon as he arrived at the house of in-laws, Julian was greeted by Umi as well as Abi and they sat together in the living room. While Sapphira immediately tidied up and cleaned all his merchandise in the middle room.

"Do you want help, Dek?" Julian came to his wife.

"Udah wants to be done, Mas," Safira replied casually but made Julian feel bad himself.

Too busy talking to in-laws until he forgets he's here to help his wife. When Julian remembered it, Julian saw that Sapphira had finished all her work. There are only a few more veil collages that you want to put in the cardboard.

Time kept rolling forward and now night had greeted. After eating together and chatting for a while with the father-in-law, Julian followed his wife who preferred to go into the room first after chatting with Uminya.

Julian sat on the edge of the bed feeling confused. While Zafira himself has been lying on his back while playing mobile phone. Julian's heart asked him what he should do to get his wife warm again.

Inevitably Julian did have to take the initiative to approach his wife. Usually aggressive wives approach him. Now, on the contrary, Julian has to take the initiative. With all the nervousness, Julian stretched out his body and moved closer to Sapphira and hugged her from behind.

"Tumben dare first?" tanya Safira was surprised by what her husband did.

"Yes, I am learning. Aren't you the one who taught me to fight my nerves, Dek?"

"Yes good, dare Mas Jul there is progress," replied Safira while looking back at the screen of his phone.

"Sir."

"Hum? What's?"

"Open a dong adult movie site? Learn how to enter a woman's hole?"

"Whoops!"

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