Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
You're Perfect

That day, in the morning before noon, after my mother came home, and Ihsan also Aarin left for the office, Reza's ignorance became more and more. I was washing clothes and standing in front of the washing machine. Reza, with his ignorant character, deliberately approached me and stood closely behind me.

"Wet, huh?"

"It's laundry too, it's wet."

"If you?"

"Mas...," I cried.

He whines. Very heavy satisfied...

And, noon...

"Darling," called him. Still with her seductive tone.

And when I look...

He was showing off his body that was like torn bread.

"Mas..wear your clothes...."

Again he was a whiny. "Swimming, yuk?" bring him.

"Basic crazy husband."

I stood up and pushed him straight into the pool, then immediately closed the door - along with the curtains. Hold, Nara....

Worse, in the afternoon as I stood in front of the sink, I was cleaning the fish that he had just been in the afternoon - he was ignorant again. Reza purposefully brushed my hair and landed her lips on my neck, she did not suck. But the warmth of her lips stuck to my sensitive area clearly made me have to hold back extra strongly.

"Don't do it, Mum. It will break its fast."

"I'm just kissing, time's off?"

"You can kiss it on the cheek, on the forehead, or on my head."

"What if it's here? I want it here."

Oh my God, once again, Reza put her lips on my neck.

"Yes..."

"What...?"

"Don't-"

"Don't what?"

I twisted my body and we faced each other. Reza was even more grim and stared into my eyeballs. "Don't be like this..."

"Why, Honey? Emm?"

Ouch.

Eh?

He lifted me up, sat me down by the side of the sink. Then it quickly stretched my thighs and pulled me closer together. Our stomachs are stuck together. I wish her kids would wake up and kick her. But they seem more pro on her father. It fits!

"The language is reduced dong, Mas..."

"A day of not judging you feels like there's less."

"Yesterday could. The present cannot be held?"

"Yesterday we were too busy preparing for our anniversary last night."

Hm....

"Please, don't fast like this."

"Why?"

"Later to kebablasan, can break our fast."

He giggles. "Your mind needs to be taken care of. It means that inside here is full of perverted things" he said, munching my head.

"Your mind is dirty."

"You."

"You...."

"You, Honey."

"You...."

"Whatever. Put me down."

"Tonight is Friday night. Don't forget my rations, yeah."

Eh?

"Freakin' ass...."

"Indeed...."

"Down me. I'm going to cook."

"Nope."

"When will you eat, what's the fast?"

"There are you. Just eat you."

"Already, Mas. I will not be strong...."

"I'm serious, I want to eat you."

"Already, yeah. Mending you to the back."

"To the back? Why?"

"Hu'um, get me some spinach. Okay, Papa?"

"O-ke. Let's be strong, right?"

"Hmm.. basic crazy!"

He chuckled, then stroked my stomach, then lowered me and immediately rushed to the back. He even boiled the spinach himself with a little salt. Yeah, like he said, it's one that keeps his body healthy, strong, and fit in addition to exercise, he always eats vegetables every day. He said that fitness is not for yourself, but also for the wife. So eat vegetables every day. Huh!

Are you Popeye?

Or goats?

Uh, friggin' time, yeah....

Just what.

Less than three hours later, the azan magrib reverberated, time to break. Yesterday plus today, I fasted a full day even though I was pregnant, my mother said it was good for my womb. Although...

I don't know if it's legal or not, huh, my satisfaction today?

If based on intention, obviously I fast, but based on my brain and my thoughts are sad...?

I don't know. Because having a sableng husband is not stumbling.

"Darling, sit here."

"Why ask me to sit on my lap?"

"Sit here...."

"Yes, yeah...."

I also sat on his lap. Then...

Reza closed his eyes for a moment, seemingly reciting the iftar prayer. Later then...

Mm-hmm....

The jahilnya crumpled again. I knew he was eating my lips. "You are, yes. Not a drink yet."

"You've heard the talk, haven't you, open up to the sweet? And to me, there's nothing sweeter than you."

Huh! I was suddenly full. "Thank you, yes, for the flurry. Though crisp."

"Let it be, what matters is that you're happy and you're happy."

Yeah. I'm thrilled. I happy. And I know you're trying desperately to make me happy. Thank you, yes, my mother. You always try to heal all the wounds in my heart. I smiled too. "Thank you, yes, you have made me happy plus happy inner birth. I'm so happy to have a husband like you."

We also hugged warmly. Then, we continued our opening moment that day. Although with a simple menu, but the taste of the delicious is amazing. You know, right, because of what? Because in this heart there is love and there is gratitude. And most importantly: there is no creature named Salsha.

You're perfect if there's no one among us.