
Azra smiled with satisfaction as her stomach had been successfully stuffed with a meal. It turns out that it's easy to threaten Alan, even though he looks like a cheap woman. But it does not matter because currently their status is legal as a married couple. Azra's next task is to make Alan crazy about her. Although it feels too difficult, but Azra is sure if he can carry out the mission given by Wijaya's grandfather.
"Lan, until when are we gonna be here. I'm tired and can't wait to make the same calculation Mouza," complained Azra who began to be uncomfortable with the kimono he was wearing.
Alan just rough mende.sah. Not only Azra who was bored, he was much more bored. Especially since then he had to refrain from glancing at Azra. As a normal man who was in one room with a woman, of course there would be awakened. Especially now that Azra is only wearing a kimono towel. Where her legs look so smooth.
Fucking shit! Why isn't Reno coming? Did he deliberately buy time for another football fight? Huh, dream! inner Alan.
"Lan, I'm asking you. You hear me, huh?" azra asked annoyed at feeling ignored by Alan.
"Will we go home in kayak gini clothes? You're not ashamed that many eyes will be amazed by our clothes?"
Immediately Azra realized that the two of them were still wearing kimono towels provided by the hotel.
Not to be unwilling to wear the clothes they wore last night, because now their clothes are already. Especially Alan's shirt that has a lot of lip marks attached to his shirt.
"Please try not to force my shirt, not tear like this, Lan!" the Azra protest returned to pick up her clothes.
"Why you even beat me, you yourself open. I should be angry, noh look at my shirt got your lip marks!" alan also felt annoyed.
"I'm the one who opens, but you're the narik! Same with you who are angry!"
"The end cannot stand." Alan's words weakened as he realized his carelessness.
Azra just held back a smile. Alan wasn't as bad as he thought. Although it looks judes, but he has a warm and gentle nature. Despite being upset, Alan still bought him breakfast. And that man didn't just leave himself. If you want, Alan can come out easily because only the stains on his shirt can be covered with a suit. However, the man still persisted to wait for Reno.
"Yes even if you can't stand it, don't tear it, dong!"
Alan's just a rough mede. Remembering what happened last night will only make him lose his life. "Not to be discussed anymore!"
Azra also chose silence while laying her body on the bed. Alan sitting on the sofa could only gulp down the roughness of his caliph. After all, he is a normal guy.
"Damn! The bar-bar girl deliberately wanted to make me hooked again. No, I can't be hooked!" Alan was throwing his breath away.
Finally after waiting two hours, Reno came with a change of clothes for Alan and Azra.
"Are you deliberately buying time?" accuse Alan of having Reno hand over his clothes.
"I'm sorry young master, today I took over the office job because Mr. Ke was on vacation," Reno explained.
"What's? A vacation?" Alan was very surprised.
"really. Because after marrying Mr. Ke hasn't taken Miss Oza on her honeymoon yet. And today he's taking Miss Oza to Switzerland."
"Udah bunting gitu sokan brought honeymoon. Say you envy me. Yes it's there, wait a minute? Wait expelled?"
Reno immediately resigned. The grandfather's right hand smiled faintly at Alan. He is determined if his master's plan goes well. The proof is that he was not allowed to go inside. Of course Alan did not allow himself to see Azra at the moment.
"If it wasn't the old man's hand, I would've gone all out!" groused Alan.
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Arriving at Azra's house, I wondered why the atmosphere of the house felt very quiet like a cemetery. No one appeared, including Lily, the Alan's housekeeper. Even the grandfather was not seen sitting in the middle room.
"Where is this guy? This big house is so quiet?" gerutu Azra's.
"Lan, where are you going? We just got home, but why are we leaving again?" asked Azra who was astonished as Alan was getting ready to leave again.
"Where to go is up to me! Not because we're married and missed the first night, you can forbid me to leave!" ketus Alans.
I don't know why suddenly Azra's chest feels crowded with Alan's words. Could she really hope that Alan would think of her as a wife?
"OK, go. I'm not going to ban you" said Azra, who left Alan for the room.
Alan was still looking at Azra's back that was climbing the stairs. Seeing Azra who did not protest him made Alan mede.sah rude.
"Sweetie, there's no fight. Did he give up? It's not good if there's no fight. He should have volunteered!" Suddenly Alan felt upset himself and dropped his body on the sofa.
Mood to gather together with his friends finally extinct already, especially when knowing if mbak Lily invited her grandfather out of town and her brother who brought Mouza abroad. It all happened like an intention to give her free time with Azra.
"They are intent people." Alan threw his phone after reading a message from his grandfather.
Almost a day Alan spent playing PS in the living room and Azra who did not come out of his room. Alan felt bored for a long time and chose to see Azra who shut herself in the room.
"What kind of girl is that? Can't sleep one day?" alan's mind when he opens the door.
Alan mende.sah was rude when he saw Azra who covered her body with a blanket. It turns out that the guess is not wrong, if Azra sleeps.
"Zra, you're not dead, are you? It's late afternoon, wake up!" alan said beside Azra. However, there was no response from Azra even though she looked at Alan.
"Lo's no longer welcome, is it?" ask Alan again.
Alan was astonished that Azra did not want to fight him. "Lo why? Tumben henchmen? Lo sick?" Alan's hand was directly stuck to Azra's forehead.
"Normal. Lo why, anyway? Don't make people worry, napa?"
Azra mende.sah rough. "Thank you for worrying about me. I'm not papa but .. it hurts and hurts, Lan."
Alan scrunched his forehead. He tried hard to gulp his saliva. "You mean?"
"I think you're playing too excited, huh. Mine was the first time it was worn, like a scuff. If you make urinating feels painful. How's dong, Lan? I can't walk" Azra said with her innocent face.
Alan's body froze with Azra's confession. Although he had played with several women, but he never found a woman like Azra who complained of pain due to blisters.
"So what am I supposed to do, Zra? Why is the road narrow? I'll be—" Alan didn't continue. There was no way he could say he enjoyed the path, even though it felt cramped.
"Where not narrow, only the first time used, you continue to play like a wild horse. What if I don't get well tomorrow? Can't you wear it again, dong?" Azra's eyes looked at Alan who was still frozen beside her.
"Cih, spiciness! Who wants to wear it again?" Alan was nervous.
"Relatedly? Try to compare which one was good, mine or had a woman you've tasted?"
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Do not ask Bang Ke same Oza first yes, because now they again hihi honeymoon