Tired of Loving you
Failed Plan

Shaka lays Rania's body on a king-size bed wrapped in soft sheets. The bodies of both are equally resistant to the turmoil of passionate lust. Warm breaths clashed against each other, they intertwined in sad gazes.

A deep soft kiss fell on Rania's forehead. Not accepting but not refusing. The obstruction thrusts into the recesses of the heart. The face of Morgan, the ex-husband like attached to the face of this man who supported him.

"Sister,"

"Yes,"

"Can't we do that now? I'm not ready yet" Rania said with a pleading gaze. He really wanted to get a touch more. However, there are things that make her unable to do unification to her husband, which is an uncertain love.

"I realize you don't love me yet. But let me plant the seeds of love here starting from our union" Shaka replied gently as he touched his finger to Rania's chest.

"I feel like it's been here since I lived in your apartment. But your treatment of me yesterday, scared me and sick of seeing you" said Rania, holding Shaka's finger and pointing it to her chest next to her.

"Can you open the door so that I can enter here and cultivate that feeling so that the withered grow back lushly?" Shaka moved his finger from the chest to Rania's nose.

"If the feeling flourishes, will you water the flower with a roundup?"

Shaka laughed loudly at Rania's question.

"Darling, getting you is hard. There's no way I'll just dump you. You're the number 2 woman I love after Mama" Shaka kissed Rania's nose.

Rania blushed. "Thank you, sister," said Rania embarrassed.

"Don't call me brother. I don't want to be confused with Aslan. I'm your husband, call me darling," Shaka smiled gently with a forehead still stuck on Rania's forehead.

"I'll try,"

"Then, may it?" Shaka hung up the question. Because she was sure, Rania already understood what she wanted.

"Yes," Rania instantly turned her face away, hiding a red hue on her father's face.

"Thank you, honey," Shaka kissed Rania's lips.

Rania closed her eyes, enjoying the intoxicating touch after touch. Because of the lust that was at the top of the crown, Shaka immediately took off Rania's nightgown by force, and-

"Sister! This is my beloved nightgown! How's that big brother, anyway?" pekik Rania grumbling.

Suddenly, the antenna that had received the frequency froze for a moment, changing into a sense of peerless regret. The plan of planting the midgets was gone already, because of the lightning that suddenly struck.

"Can't buy any more, honey," Shaka sighed harshly, and rolled his body to Rania's right side.

"It's not that easy, Shaka Pradikta. This is the latest output sleepwear motif and will not come out again. Ih, you are mah ..." Rania pursed her lips spoiled.

"You have convection. Ask the staff there to be real, how?"

"No! Big no, Brother. They'll get hurt with needles, I don't have the heart,"

"Do you want those who are just pictures instead of serving your husband?" Shaka slightly raised his tone due to his annoyance and stifled passion.

"Yes that. They also have a really cool personality, the best hero except for Sanji the pervert. But I still like it,"

"Is this the other side of my meek wife?" Shaka sat up while continuing to look at his beautiful wife who was busy telling her favorite animation.

"And you know? When Marry Go's ship was destroyed, he was able to talk and thank Luffy and his friends. I was so angry and had no appetite because Marry Go was destroyed. But eventually, Franky made a nicer and more sophisticated ship. Her name is Sunny Go, I have her miniature tablets," Rania is still chattering.

"Then, we continue on, yuk! I'm looking for that kind of nightgown again. Same factory, how?" Shaka raised his eyebrows flirtatious.

"No! I'm not in the mood,"

"Itsa ..."

The fast has been running for two weeks. May we always be given health, so that our worship smoothly without obstacles. Stay healthy all 🥰