Tough Servant Taste Wife.
47: PTRI: Disrupting heating

"Yah~ Rain." A woman looked at the overcast sky with a grim face.

"What's up, baby? Cold huh?" Not long after, a man came to hug her from behind.

"I. .., just don't like the rain." Answer this woman, the woman who a few days ago had her wedding, Asena.

"Because of the rain, it is better not to come to their party. Mending we warm each other's bodies" said this man, Asena's husband, his name is Gibran.

"Aren't you ashamed, they both came to our wedding, and we didn't come."

"Yes, anyways you invite people who are going to get married, it's going to be like this." Still want to be spoiled in the soft aroma possessed by Asena's body.

"You're this." Asena ruffled her husband's hair violently, so that the hair that had been neatly combed was finally messy again.

But Gibran did not care about it, because there he was happy. Therefore Gibran further tightened his embrace and kissed Asena's shoulder that was clearly plastered before his eyes, because Asena was really ready to go to the party, he said, time is still two hours away.

"Asena, you're messing with my hair, do you want me to mess with your makeup?" Tempt this man, with a whispering tone.

Until the warm breath swept his earlobe, until Asena felt tingled.

"Do you have enough heart to get me back to doing my own makeup?"

"Somehow, you're so pretty, I'm hungry." One kiss landed on Asena's neck.

"Died to eat, right?"

"But can I eat?" Looking at Asena's facial expression.

Asena who felt in the face, finally turned to the left side, and both of their faces became equally close. "No, I've been tidy like this, when should I give you rations?"

Gibran immediately groaned, with a hearty expression like anj*ing of hunger.

'Ukh ..., his body is big, now with his face, he is begging like a child. This guy, he's got too many US cards, until I feel sorry for him.' Asena took a sip of her own saliva.

Though she had dressed up pretty, but did she have to give up her neat appearance to give this big boy a meal?

"I-I" Asena became nervous, because she honestly had not done the first night at all, besides that she had never kissed.

As for Gibran, he was singing his lips like pan*tat chicken.

But because his sweet face sad it managed to attract the heart, Asena was forced to land her lips.

CUPS.

"I've already given you something to eat."

"What's? Eat lisptikmu?" Gibran teasingly wiped his lips with the tip of his thumb, revealing the red lipstick left there. "It's still not filling." Gibran immediately pulled Asena's face, slightly bending her body forward, and Gibran finally returned to steal the lips.

CUPS...

The temptation finally further increased the desire of the two of them to get closer.

'Hot, so it's like it's a kiss? How often has Alves kissed women?' Asena who suddenly came to mind with Alves, her former fiance, immediately turned around and wrapped her hands around the neck of this man, and deepened the link between the two of them.

Gibran, whose hands were impatient, began to groan around Asena's fairly open back, so he easily loosened the black dress forward, for his wife to display something that became a trigger from Gibran.

Until the voice belonged to someone, it immediately stopped the actions of the two of them.

'It looks like I came at a bad time."

"Alves?" Asena immediately let go of her embrace, and fixed the sagging dress.

Not only Alves, but also a woman behind Alves.

"What are you doing in my house! It's a privacy violation." Asena protested, because she lost her pleasure.

Gibran nodded his head. "You're really mean, I'm starting to heat it up, but you're cooling it down." Gibran also lost his lust, because of the sudden arrival of Alves.

"It's your fault you didn't hear me knocking on the door repeatedly." Alves who did not care about anything he had seen earlier, looked back at Asena.

"So what brought you here?"

Alves took out his phone, and read the message that Alves had sent a few tens of minutes ago to Asena. "When I sent you a message, you really didn't read it?"

"W-what? Gibran, where's my phone? Last time I wore it, right, you?" Asena asked as she patted Gibran on the back a little harshly.

"A-ahw, the phone will die, yes I charge first." Gibran slightly scrunched his eyes as he felt pain from the clap.

"If the charge is revived again, hiii.basal you this." karma that Gibran got from Asena was a jewel in his ear,.

'I-iya.iya, don't be a jewel anymore, if my ears are torn how?"

"Simple, I'll just sew it." Asena answered quickly, she still felt furious with Gibran, because of this man, finally bringing them both as a momentary spectacle for Alves who really liked to cheering in.

"Alves, why did we come here?" Elly pulled the tip of Alves' arm, so Alves slightly tilted his body to the left side to hear Elly's whisper.

"And I told you, we're going to visit my friend, he's going to make you up."

"Huh?" Asena was surprised, she was suddenly told to become a fairy? For another woman?

"Who is he?"

Asena removed her hand from her husband's ear, and walked up to Elly who was standing behind Alves exactly.

"Who's that woman you're carrying?" Gibran asked with his hands still poking at his reddened ear as a result of being in the jewel.

"She's Elly, my servant."

"What?" Gibran and Asena were both shocked.

The two men walked up to Elly and looked at her from top to bottom.

"You're sure, this beautiful woman is your servant?" Ask Gibran plainly.

DHUAK...

"Mir..." Gibran gets a kick from Asena, for praising other women more beautiful.

"Yes, I'm his servant." Elly answered innocently and both returned gazes from the two of them.

"Honestly you are, and what is Alves? I was told to wipe it? Are you gonna take him to the party?" The question turned to Alves straight away.

"Like that, so I give you an hour, make her up. I'll wait here." Alves went straight into the kitchen area and picked up an isotonic drink that was inside the refrigerator before Alves left and sat down on the sofa.

"You're always just as happy." Grouse Asena. He glanced at Elly again, and watched her more closely. "Have you been raining?" Asena asked while taking Elly away from there.

"Yes,"

Asena kept glancing at him, she was very curious about this woman that Alves was carrying. 'Alves who caught my flower bouquet, does this mean that Alves can finally catch up?'