
"Why not sleep?" ask the hero with a million longing gazes.
"I'm working on my college assignments to be done soon, after all I want to wait for Mas to come home" he said softly.
"If you sleep first, don't wait for me."
Dara shook her head. "Drowsiness never comes if Mas is not near me, it seems because I miss you too much," said Dara blushed and lowered his face while expressing the feeling that was wrapped in his heart.
Jemari Wira grabbed Dara's chin so that her face looked up to him, he brought her face closer until her nose came into contact with Dara's nose and rubbed it gently.
"I'm more tormented at missing you all day dear," his sizzling his sizzle with hunting breaths right in front of Dara's lips.
In the next second he planted his hot lips in the warmth of Dara's lips and took a strong sip channeling the longing that was held up all day. Decapan between two lips that taste each other sounds loud filling the entire room, until finally the Wira release the sweet and rancid lips from the absorption when it felt their breath stock began to thin.
Their fists clung to each other with gasping breaths, Dara still closed her eyes permeating every sense of love that Wira poured out to her.
"I want to have you right now, but it seems like what my body needs right now is a bath" Sighed Wira.
Dara chuckled, opened her eyes and moved her hand caressing the side of her husband's handsome face. "Guard me, you look tired. Have you had dinner? if I haven't, I'll ask the servants to prepare it.
"I've had dinner with the board of directors, only none of the dishes made me tasteful. Did I actually want to eat fried rice from your favorite restaurant at that time?" The hero slipped a strand of Dara's hair behind the ear.
"Favorite restaurant? you mean that tent stall on the side of the road?" Dara squinted her eyes.
"Yes, that tent stall. I hate to admit this, but the food there is really delicious making my tongue hooked." The hero clucked in annoyance.
Dara laughed crisply and on her tiptoes kissed the jaw firmly Wira. "Don't I ever tell you that the food is good there. I'll tell you, I can order from the delivery order app on my phone. So now I take a shower, waiting for the fried rice to come."
"All right." Wira shuffles Dara's hair and immediately moves to the bathroom.
*****
"Leave another one that I haven't had enough of, wait a minute" he said, commenting on a smile.
"Thank you dear."
"Well, eat. While I eat I will continue to do my duty." Dara thrust a plate of fried rice shrimp in front of Wira.
"Don't be too tired, do I have to help you with it?" bargain with the look of his anxious face.
"I'll only do part of it, half of it I can do tomorrow, so don't worry. Now eat." Wira nodded and ate her fried rice voraciously, while Dara refocused on her laptop.
*****
Thirty minutes Wira finished her meal, while Dara was still serious about the box thing in front of her. Wira understands that his wife is currently studying, but somehow he even feels jealous of the laptop because it distracts Dara from him.
The woman who was still sitting beside Dara began to close her body, sniffing Dara's nape and sipping it leaving a trace, her lips gradually down the neck of the level until she again anchored her tracks under Dara's chin.
"Akhich... Mas. Not there, tomorrow I go to college, it will be clear," Dara hissed because it began to ignite her desire even though her fingers were still dancing on the keyboard.
The hero instead of stopping, instead now his hands also began to slip behind Dara's clothes exploring the soft-skinned slender body with a roar of breath that began to be heavy due to the turmoil of passion.
Dara turned off her laptop, put her arm around the man's neck and Wira carried him to the bed while still kissing the rancid lips that had become opium to him.
Finally the night was again filled with bed activities, they combined love beautifully in the dark circles of the night that embraced the two. Adoring each other, pouring out each other's love in the same rhythm.