Trapped in Love Little Girl
CHAPTER 52

The clock is pointing at four o'clock in the afternoon. It's late at night, just a few hours away. Departure is planned in the morning and until the destination of noon, suddenly turned into leaving noon and arriving in the afternoon.

Sally did not stop cheering cheerfully, she admired the natural charm around the villa that they would occupy. No matter if their visit is not really for the holidays, he will still enjoy.

Zean just smiled watching Sally. The man took down two suitcases, and dragged them into the villa.

“You entered?” Half yelled, when Sally did not realize that Zean had disappeared from his place earlier.

The girl immediately entered, heading for the second floor leaving her husband. There was no protest, the husband of Sally was just following the steps of her little girl towards the room.

Stretch out both hands, enjoy the soft mattress. Zean just clucked, looking at Sally's behavior.

The girl was happy, because it had not been a holiday for a long time. Nearly eight months ago, the grandmother was sickly, leaving the Birawan family focused on healing and no word of holiday.

“Ngot removed his jacket?” Sally only raised her head at a glance, looked at Zean, then put him back on the bed. His hands went up and down, as if he were swimming.

Zean settles down next to Sally, forcing the girl to raise her one hand. It's impossible to let Zean cushion his arm, he could cramp later.

“You like?” Sally looked. “Like very much,” he replied with a smile so sweet.

“You are sweet too when you smile. Why never smile sincerely at me from the beginning we were married?”

Hearing Zean, Sally's cheeks suddenly blushed. This was the first time Zean had praised him for being real. During the marriage, there were no words of affection and praise from the two. They are busy with each other's egos, even sometimes they don't care about each other even though they sleep one bed.

“You're shy?”

“Now!” sahut Sally fast.

“Then, why are your cheeks red?”

Sally immediately turned her back to Zean, her face turning red. The whites could not lie, if Sally was embarrassed or angry, it would turn red.

“Ayok shower. Already want a little night again.”

Sally was unmoved, not wanting to open her mouth. A few seconds of no talk, silence.

The girl turned around, making sure her husband was still behind her. And it turned out to be true, Zean was silent because he was asleep.

Her hands stretched out her husband's jet hair, watching every line of the husband's face. “Perfect." that one word Sally spoke at heart. Looking at each side of the face of the man who had filled his heart.

His face was smooth, spotless. Not even fine hairs exist. Flickering eyelashes, slightly thick black eyebrows, a firm jaw, and sensual lips that always make Sally's blood rustle great when watching her.

“Lisa is not wrong if you always mention your sister as ‘kakak ganteng’. This face is too perfect, I'm sure, out there must be many who admire brother.” His hands continued to walk across the face in front of him. It makes the owner feel disturbed.

“Ehm .. I overslept, Little girl,” she said as she turned to face Sally without opening her eyes. It looks funny to Sally. Makes the girl nervous herself.

Grabbing the husband's head, then clutching it tightly. Zean who felt he was in his favorite part, even more crunching and enjoying. Don't want to wake up, forget that he took Sally to take a shower. It is precisely two people drifting in a dream.

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The clock is 18:39. Waking up hungry, Sally woke Zean by patting him on the shoulder. “Kak, wake. It's night turned out.”  Zean only squirmed for a moment, still reluctant to open his eyes.

“I'm hungry, Brother,” he added again.

Started to blink, forced to keep the face away from Sally's embrace. Zean looked up, trying to look at his wife's face. “Why is it dark like this?” ask Ze in a loud voice. It was obvious that he was still difficult to open his eyes.

“We slept this afternoon, the lights haven't been turned on. Now it's night like that,” replied Sally.

“Then it is, let's sleep again.” The answer was beyond expectations Sally. Zean actually returned to the position earlier, buried his face, his hands hugging tightly.

“Kakak .. I am hungry. Let's wake!” Not giving up, she put her husband's face away again. Trying to get up, to get away from Zean. Then turn on the lights.

Glass windows that have not been covered by curtains show the night view of the peak area. Sally clucked in admiration. In fact, just looking from the room he was very happy.

No matter Zean who was still trying to gain consciousness, the girl had already docked into the full glass window from top to bottom. One hand directed his fingers to touch the glass, as he unceasingly admired the view of the night.

“You like it?” ask Zean, and get a nod of the head by Sally.

“Then ... let's do more.” Back, the man with the black hair went through the smooth skin of his wife. Biting angrily, and leaving a mark.

“Kakak .. don't do that again.” Soon Sally moved away, prompting Zean not to leave any more and more tracks.

“Why?” His brows rose next to him, his facial expression had already turned sullen. “You said you liked it.” Still trying to get close again, her hand was already swinging forward preparing to hug Sally.

Sally regressed regularly, she just realized there had been a misunderstanding. “That's not what I mean, Brother. But—“

“You don't like it?” Zean interrupted, and cut off Sally's talk with a slight thump.

Holy hooch! He's friday again. At the wrong time, I was hungry to not have the strength to argue with him. So annoying.

Okay. Sally prefers peace. Issuing a seduction style, so that the chameleon's human heart immediately changes for good without having to go back to misunderstanding.

“Not, not so. I always liked that you touched me. But, not now. We haven't eaten, and I'm hungry. Let's go out, while enjoying the peak atmosphere of the night.” Still trying to give understanding as sweet as possible, while his hand grasped the hand of her husband who began to growl.

“Why not tell from earlier if hungry.” Zean pinched Sally's cheek. Make the owner complain because of illness.

You can only pretend to smile, so as not to get longer. In fact, in his heart he was already grieved desperately. How could he not hear if Sally had complained to her stomach hungry. Precisely he is still reluctant to wake up, until finally Sally's attention is distracted by the atmosphere of the night view.

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It's been neat both. Both wear turtle-collared knit sweaters, long jeans decorate both pairs of their legs. Sally was about to tie her hair as usual, but Zean forbade.

“Don't tie, let it slide. Outside cold, Little girl.” Zean said, pulling the hair tie out of his wife's hand, putting it on the dresser. Then grab her little girl's hand and ask her out.

Choose to walk, and stop at a food stall tent Lesehan not far from the villa they stay. Zean initially refuses to eat at the place, but Sally is restless. The girl said, in the tent stall selling ginger wedang drink, can to warm the body.

Waiting for their food to come, Sally was busy staring at the night scene. Thousands of flickering lights spread out like stars, visible from where he was sitting at this moment.

“Good yes, Brother.” Sally was endlessly amazed.

“Hmm ...” Just that, the expression Zean showed. The man may still be upset by his wife's choice, for taking him to a meal where he never stopped.

“Small girl, why don't we take a car and eat at a cafe or restaurant that is more mengingan from here? I don't want you to get a stomachache, mess up our vacation.”

Piss off! Again her heart was upset by her husband. Zean's words reminded him of his meeting with Zean to buy the ring, he also said if Sally messed it up. Huf .. sabaaarr….

“So I never eat in this place?” Zean shook his head quickly. Hope if Sally changes her mind, and wants to move to a place to eat that Zean thinks is more worth a visit.

“If so ... try this time. Let me know what it's like to be a regular person.”

Zean stared cengo, it turned out that reality did not match his expectations. Not moving, instead asking him to try. And what was the reason? Ask him to try to be a regular guy? Zean was no ordinary person. The man scowled, so lazy to talk.

Until finally two bowls of meatballs came, with two glasses of ginger wedang according to Sally's order. Smoke billowed from both dishes, the aroma wafted until it pierced the nose.

Deftly Sally poured sausage, sambel and soy sauce at will. When else can he enjoy meatballs with the cold atmosphere of the peak of the night. Haaah .. maybe it's his own pleasure.

Zean, just shuddered in horror. Since childhood Lyra always forbade him snack carelessly, until finally ingrained and printed clearly in his brain not to eat food that he thought was unclear.

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