Trapped Game of Galak Lord
TPTG CHAPTER 112.

The next day Aksa was allowed to go home, the doctor asked him to rest until his arm was completely recovered. But it's not Aksa's name if she can't defy the doctor's request.

Boro-boro rests, he feels eager to find Tasya's hiding place and eliminate the demonic woman with his own hands.

"Sister, let's go home!" hiss Inara while Aksa was still arguing with the doctor who handled it. It was very desirable Inara pinned her husband's head so that he no longer spoke at will.

Then Inara said goodbye to Aina and Nayla who were still waiting for Dara in her room, while in Aryan's room there were Airlangga and Leona who delayed their departure to Seoul. The couple could not afford to leave their children and grandchildren at times like this, especially Aryan who was not yet conscious.

After saying goodbye, Aksa, Inara, Rai and Avika returned to Airlangga's residence, not with Tobi, Andi and Dori who were assigned to guard the two doors of the room so that no one could enter except the family, doctors and sisters. Everything Arhan has arranged since last night.

Upon arrival at home, the two pairs of husband and wife entered their respective rooms.

Aksa chose to lie on the bed without cleaning himself first, he wanted to rest because all night his eyes were reluctant to be closed on the gurney that was too hard, he said. His body was sick because it could not freely use the narrow bed, especially there was Inara who slept in his arms.

While Aksa was fast asleep, Inara chose to go to the kitchen to prepare lunch. For a long time she did not cook and wanted to spoil her husband's tongue occasionally.

At first glance he remembered the moments together in the city of Bukittinggi the other day, especially when he remembered the figure of Akbar who made him fall in love for the first time.

Inara until her own smile reminisced about the annoying behavior of the man who now belonged to her. It could be that Inara was fooled and did not realize who Aksa and who Akbar really was, one life that incarnated into two figures of men who had different attitudes and appearances.

Up there, Avika and Rai had just finished cleaning themselves in turn. After Avika put on her clothes and pulled her hair, she walked towards the door but her steps were immediately restrained by Rai.

Rai hugged Avika from behind and kissed the girl's shoulders gently, her sighs instantly hunting as her hands began to move touching the chewy mound of his wife's.

"Tray... What are you doing?" de*sah Avika with a barely audible voice. The behavior of her husband made her whole body goosebumps, only this time Rai touched her in such a sensitive place. This was shocking to Avika, her heartbeat suddenly racing erratically.

"Why? Can't I do it?" asked Rai in a voice that suddenly sounded hoarse, clearly he was holding something that was turbulent in him.

"No, it's not that. It's Rai's day, not now!" obviously Avika so that Rai does not misunderstand his words.

"What's wrong, honey? Aren't we both officially husband and wife? Anytime is it?" hiss Rai. He removed his hand from the chewy mound then stepped forward and stood before Avika.

The girl blinked as she realized Rai's different gaze. His cheeks were flushed with palms that were suddenly wet containing cold sweat.

"Tray... Mmph..."

Avika had not had time to say, Rai had already pulled his nape and devoured his lips blindly. Avika was completely overwhelmed so inevitably she was forced to resign herself.

Avika put her hand on the nape of Rai and melu*mat Rai's lips according to the rhythm played by her husband. Without realizing it, suddenly both of them had fallen on the mattress with the position of Avika who was on top of Rai's body.

Rai commented on the mischievous smile while holding Avika's waist back from her, while Avika looked timid and bit her lips.

"Well, you want it up?" seloroh Rai with breath. Not anything, he had imagined how wild Avika was as she swung over her thighs.

"Good God, baby, why are you so embarrassed? I'm your husband, what's wrong with this?" Rai frowned, not believing that Avika was still looking at him like a stranger.

Then Rai released his hand that was coiled around Avika's waist. "Go!" he said it was cold, then pushed Avika to his side and away while tidying up her clothes. He then opened the door and sailed towards the bottom floor.

"Cock angry anyway? I don't want to, but wait for night can't be?" pissed Avika with pursed lips. Who says he doesn't want to, he also wants to feel how to be a real wife but the time is not right. Masa' Avika had to shower again, while her stomach was already very hungry and rumbling.

Arriving at the dining table, Rai immediately sat in his chair. Incidentally Inara had just finished preparing lunch for the people who were at home.

"Huh, is your tumben cooked?" rai asked as Inara was busy arranging the food on the table.

"Who else? Mother and Mother in the hospital, Aunt Inda does not know where." replied Inara as if. He had once searched Inda for the pavilion but did not see the trunk of his nose.

Without thinking long, Rai just filled the food into the plate. He was so hungry that there was no time to wait.

"mmm... It's good to have a cook's wife like you, a month away Aksa must be fat if treated to good food every day." seloroh Rai with a mouth full of food.

This is the first time Rai has tasted Inara cuisine, it tastes so good. Aksa is very lucky to have a wife like Inara, not only beautiful and smart but also good at pleasing the husband.

"Obviously, every woman shouldn't be good at cooking? Your wife can also, the cuisine is even better than me." replied Inara flattering her brother and sister-in-law Avika.

"So you're saying I'm not good at cooking?" an Avika exclaims that suddenly appeared in their midst. His facial water reflex became cloudy and pitch-black like the sky that was about to bring down heavy rain and terrifying thunderstorms.

Instantly Rai choked and rounded his eyes perfectly. When did he say that Avika was not good at cooking? He just said Aksa's good at having a wife who cooks, then where's the fault?

"Well, rasain. So don't just say the word," Inara held back a laugh and quickly left the two of them. He brought the tray he had just prepared for Aksa's lunch that was still sleeping in the room.

After Inara moved away from her sight, Rai quickly gulped down some drinking water to neutralize her worries. It was not impossible that Avika would chop him up like the cuisine he was eating.

"The husband does not know himself, it could be flattering other women in front of your own wife. Having no feelings" he sat down with a sour look, then chose to sit as far away from Rai as possible.

Seeing the anger on his wife's pretty face, Rai's facial water suddenly shrank. Though it never occurred to her mind to compare Avika with Inara. His wife misinterpreted something.

"I never said what you were accusing me of, what I said Aksa was good with a cook wife. If you think that's wrong, I'm sorry."

After saying that, Rai immediately got up from his seat. His appetite suddenly disappeared and chose to enter the room he used to occupy.

I don't know who's wrong, but it seems that until this second Avika has not been able to adjust to it. Better Rai avoids, he doesn't want to argue and ruin a new marriage that's the corn of the day.

Just two days married was already faced with a small quarrel that came unexpectedly. It was difficult for Rai to put himself to blame like this, especially as long as he knew Avika was a typical stubborn woman.