Wife 108kg Mr. Bara
Chapter 61. Husband's seduction.

Yonna prepared work clothes for Bara, neatly stacking the shirt on the bed. Today her husband has an important court hearing.

Chequek!

The bathroom door opened, Bara came out with a towel wrapped around her waist. A grain of water fell from her wet hair. Yonna turned her head, looking at the chest of her husband's field like a neatly arranged stone. Yonna's cheeks warmed up, though it wasn't the first time she'd seen Bara in such a state. The woman was still embarrassed.

Yonna went to leave her husband, she was in silent mode not to talk to her husband. The quarrel yesterday afternoon still left a sense of annoyance in his heart.

Bara held his wife's arm, pulling her until Yonna turned and pounded her half-wet field chest.

“Release! My shirt is falling apart!” ketus Yonna. Span shirts and skirts became his favorite stelan, besides being comfortable the woman could also accentuate her beautiful curves and Bara did not like it.

The embers did not release, he twisted the Yonna's body facing towards the front. The burly hand was coiled around the waist, then leaned his chin over Yonna's shoulder.

The smell of fragrance so fresh emanated from Yonna's body. The smell of fruits from the bath soap he was wearing.

“You're still mad at me?” whispered Bara while closing her nose to the recess of Yonna's neck. The woman dodged because of the ticklish.

“Still in the morning if you want to start a fight again today. Get ready quickly, you've got it this morning!”

Yonna was getting upset, she tried to remove the man's arm. The more he pushed, precisely Bara's hand was getting stronger. Now the man kissed his wife's cheeks with affection. Yonna smiled faintly, her husband could always ease her anger with a small touch that made her heart flower.

Basically a woman likes to be loved and pampered. Bara's attitude when confessing to Yonna made the woman feel so cared for. A feeling she never felt with her ex-husband.

“You why do you always look beautiful and seductive darling? Moreover, this shirt of yours, looks too small for you.” Bara's hands began to infiltrate behind the shirt, rubbing his wife's flat stomach gently. Presenting a sense that is so familiar, Yonna's body seemed to be stung by electricity.

“That hand in school is not! Don't be naughty, it's still morning!” yonna's tirade began to sound. Bara smiled knots, both hands holding the ends of Yonna's shirt and in the next second a long tearing sound made the buttons come off. Yonna was shocked.

“Mas, w-what are you doing? You ruined my shirt, look at the buttons on the scatter!”

“Easy, now you just change the other clothes dear,” replied Bara with rest.

Yonna thought the hand was going to be still, but it turned out that the woman was wrong, the coal hand was now beginning to squeeze the pair of her twin mountains that were not perfectly wrapped.

Feels big and chewy. Bara felt the property of his wife who was getting bigger as if he wanted to spill from a narrow place. Yonna's eyes glared sharply as the hand played a small, cimole-like ball there.

“Mas!”

“Ow, pain Dear. This is KDRT,” Bara said spontaneously as his arm was pinched strongly by Yonna. In such a state Yonna removed the Bara's embrace from her body, pushing Bara's body away.

“You ruined my clothes! And harassed me!”

Bara laughed at his wife's ridiculous words.

“Yes already, we continue first until completion. Only after that you make a report of his demands,” said Bara while rolling his eyes naughty.

“Ckkk,” Yonna clucked furiously. Seeing his beloved clothes are slightly damaged, although it can still be repaired by putting the buttons back.

“Don't try to fix the shirt back and put it on! From today I don't like you wearing clothes that show off your curves like that. I don't like what's mine in the crowd!” bara said firmly as if to understand what he thought in his wife's brain.

She did the same, wearing her work clothes. The man began to madly burn with jealous flames every time he caught the eyes of the men staring at his wife with hungry eyes. It felt like Bara wanted to keep his wife in the room.

Bara left the room first while Yonna had to sort out and choose what clothes she was wearing to be slightly covered. Almost all work stellans are in the form of shirts and sponge skirts.

After struggling for almost half an hour in front of the closet, Yonna finally decided to wear a maroon-colored long-sleeved blouse with full buttons and ribbon accents on the neck and black trousers.

Simple and makes Yonna more graceful with her legs that seem much more level.

The bedroom door opened, featuring Gisella standing in front of the door with her unsightly face in view.

“Morning already carries a bad aura. Make no mood for people!” yonna grumbled in the heart. The woman returned Gisella's gaze with a relaxed look.

“What's up? Tumben early in the morning to be my room's doorman.”

“I want us to talk to you for a minute, there's something I want to discuss between us! Cafe four stars after lunch,” explained Gisella. Yonna's eyes squinted at Gisella in wonder.

“I hope you come!” toilet the woman who is now wearing a knee-length skirt with the blue shirt.

Yonna tapped her index finger on her lips. He felt quite strange about the woman's appearance this morning. The stelan she was wearing was like a stelan to the office, not that the woman was not working. Why is she dressed like that?

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Cafe four Stars second floor, a plong room composed of several chairs with the concept of rooftop. Expanded synthetic grass and canopy roof that makes the place a shade.

The top floor of this cafe is not as crowded as the bottom floor at lunch hour times like this. That's why Gisella chose that place to meet and discuss something she talked about yesterday.

Yonna is now sitting opposite a woman who wears a red vintage dress that is quite striking in her eyes. Dorky.

The waiter approached and recorded the order they ordered, only drinks and a plate of snacks for a chatmate that might be stressful.

“Now tell me what you want to talk about? I don't have much time, because I have to go back to the office,” Yonna said immediately after she sat down.

“Wow, a super busy independent woman,” sneer Gisella started a small war.

Yonna smiled faintly. “How else, my life is too perfect if I spend it being a home woman. Waiting for your husband to come home, whether coming home from work or maybe having fun with another woman out there!” shoot Yonna with her scathing words. Like killing a bird with a stone, however, he was very sure Gisella's invitation to meet at that place was not to mince words sweet to establish a relationship called friendship.

“Alice Dionne Kiyonna.” Gisella advanced her back slightly so that the distance between them was not too far away. Yonna flinched in surprise, yet she quickly set her surprised expression.

“That's your real identity, you think with makeup can outwit me. I didn't expect. The fat white pig that used to be disgusting is now turning into a goose child,” added Gisella scanned Yonna's appearance with a condescending look.

“Beautiful white grace,” error Yonna. He held his head up in such a graceful and haughty style. It makes Gisella sick. It feels rivaled by the beauty that Yonna emits.

Gisella clucked furiously. “You purposely entered into this family to destroy my household right? Don't expect it to happen.”

“Accurate once. I'm also happy if you fight, so the game will be more fun!” Yonna chuckles at Gisella so casually. Unlike the face of Gisella who began to stiffen.

Fires of hostility were already emanating in both of his eyeballs. Red and lit.