Trapped With The Jelita
Just a Kiss

Ipul saw Ralen's increasingly fierce and ferocious gaze even held back laughter, he who had felt his guts a little bit chirped even became anxious with a burst of emotion that may have been at the end of the wife's head.

"Say it clearly! I don't like to think just to answer questions I ask myself!" ralen's jolt showed how much emotion was already in power within him.

"Don't laugh!" added Ralen again found her husband holding back a laugh as he was happy to play with his emotions.

Ipul flicked his shoulders, "i'm not laughing, do you see my lips widening?" asked the man showed the shape of his lips that were not laughing as Ralen said.

"You don't laugh, but you hold back your laughter! you taunting me? don't make me angry!" ralen snapped with a nose that was bloated.

"Your nose is a loh." Ipul even calmly menoel the nose of the wife who was patted violently by the hand of his wife's lentik.

"Damishhh!" ralen's eyes glared sinisterly as giving a warning to a man who even more becomes pranking himself, the pleasure of seeing himself provoked by his behavior.

"Don't make me angry!" ralen's jolt was firm with a finger pointing right at her husband's pointed nose.

Aye, the nose is sharp with a perfect shape and it was forced to admit Ralen because the fact of the shape of the nose of her husband is indeed very good and proportional to be a perfect complement on the face of the husband.

Now replace the Ipul who removed Ralen's hand from his nose but in a gentle way, "i'm used to seeing you angry, wasn't our first meeting you were also angry?" looking at his wife's face and then back to his words, "somehow since then you've also been angry, Jelita."

Really Ipul is still very calm against his wife who looks more emotional, maybe because the woman is in a phase of unstable mood? a little bit of unwillingness had already made his blood rise and provoked emotions within him.

Ralen scrunched the tip of the left lip where his little mole was located making the man in front of him even so anxious to see his behavior.

"I love this." chirps Ipul pointed at the black dot above the wife's lips.

Ralen moved his head intending to keep his lips out of the reach of his annoying husband.

"Don't move, Jelita," said frustratedly when what she likes can't be touched.

"If you still don't want to tell me what you're doing with Daniya, I'll keep moving I won't let you touch my mole!" ralen's jolt gave a sudden threat to make Ipul snort annoyed.

The man confirmed the position of his seat that was facing the wife so facing forward, on his work desk that has shown the pile of files that he should have signed while folding both hands on the chest.

"I said but promise after this we'll go to the 9th floor, how?" even with fun to make an offer.

"Floor 9?" of course Ralen really remembers the 9th floor, the floor that made him finally tied to this handsome man in front of him even though the tragedy actually happened in the hotel but the 9th floor was the beginning of everything that eventually changed his life.

"Yes." Yeah." Pulle played his eyebrows up and down, it was very clear what the man was thinking at the moment.

"You're saying now or later tonight you don't sleep with me!?" Ralen is threatening.

She would not want to fall into a trap, it was very clear that her husband wanted to reminisce with her in the hallowed room but her current condition was not right she was not in the mood to reminisce, she is upset her mood is so bad there would be no way she could be ahem-ehem with her husband.

Ipul dropped his body on the sofa, all his joints suddenly limp helpless hearing the threat that was thrown from the mouth of the wife.

Ralen calmly glanced at her husband, "the decision is with you Mas Sai, want to talk now or sleep in another room?" ketus Ralen's.

"Don't be too cruel to your own husband, Jelita, I'm sick how can you ask me to sleep in another room." Ipul complained of not accepting.

"You just have to say it and then the problem is over, it's very simple Mas Sai!" ralen Sentak.

The silent pulse with his lips made pursed, really looks very inappropriate with his dashing body shape.

"Just kiss her, nothing else" I said.

Ipul throws his lips and nods.

"No problem, right? it's usually done by Caucasians."

"You're not bule!" ralen said she did not accept her husband to justify what he did.

"But at that time I was in a bule country and obviously their neighborhood and their association," some men do not consider the thing he did is important to talk about anyway everyone has also done it want to have a relationship or just TTM only.

Ralen scowled and changed her sitting position to her husband.

"You angry? you asked and asked me to answer, but why are you angry now?" Ipul becomes astonished by his wife's attitude.

The woman who asked and forced him to answer but after being given an answer instead sulked so.

Is every woman happy to find trouble with her partner?

"Nothing happened after that Jelita, it was purely because we were carried away by the atmosphere of the new year's night, let alone we were in the middle of a couple kissing each other, I'm a man who has lust will certainly feel the vibrations that eventually lead me to do that to him" Ipul explained.

"But you like each other." - Throw Ralen.

"We've talked about it before so now there is no need to discuss it anymore" said Ipul while pulling the body of the wife who was sulking.

"No need to talk about your brother anymore will only make us quarrel.."

"He's not my brother!"

"OK fine, he's not your brother." Ipul said softly affirming what his wife said.

Ralen flinch when her husband embraces her and gives a kiss like he is reconciling his fretting heart because of the meeting and the request not to come in from Daniya, he does not even say anything to her husband about his meeting with Daniya, choose to keep it to yourself.

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