Love Shot
Awareness at the End of the Holidays

Something happened last night. Ansel had already sensed what the world's enjoyment of heaven was. Ansel grinned, he was satisfied to finally be able to boast to Haidar. Can close the mouth of Haidar who always prides himself because he has often slept with many women. Ansel frowned at the thought of how his best friend could easily change women. There is no reason for Haidar to make Ansel as a material scorn. Ansel was still smiling admiring Freya's white back skin. Occasionally he touches Freya's smooth back. There was a move when the ignorant Ansel touched Freya. However, Freya just moved a little and then continued her sleep again.

There is a hue on Ansel's cheek when remembering the events last night, his passion also continues. Ansel did not want to wake Freya up, this time Ansel just looked at Freya without any physical touch. Ansel let his wife sleep longer, restrained from the fatigue that enveloped his slender body. Thanks to Ansel's passionate desire last night he lost control. There was no way Ansel would have to torture Freya back, even though it was a torture that Freya enjoyed as well. Ansel descended slowly, as much as possible smoothing his movements so that Freya was not disturbed. Ansel passed into the bathroom, easing his resurgent desire by himself.

A few minutes had passed, Ansel came out of the bathroom. Change from a bathrobe to a kimono nightgown. Ansel deliberately did not wear his national shirt aka shirt. Ansel will wait for Freya to pick a dress for him. Ansel walked towards Freya giving a friendly kiss on Freya's cheek as his hand reached for the smartphone on the nightstand.

There was something soft and wet touching Freya's cheeks, her reluctant self to open her eyes just wiping her cheeks removed the cold sensation from there then secured the position and went back to sleep. Ansel was anxious to see his wife's behavior. Ansel justifies the blanket, covering Freya's body while kissing Freya's cheek back. Freya did the same thing again on her husband's kiss.The corner of Ansel's lips lifted, she shook her head in disbelief Freya wiped the kiss marks back.

Ansel stepped into the kitchen already there bi Ima welcome his presence. "Master, can I make you breakfast ?"

"Make me toast with peanut butter chocolate and a glass of milk" Ansel sat in the dining chair alone as her hands began to busy checking notifications on her smartphone.

Ima nodded immediately to carry out the orders of her young master. Ima realized the absence of her great mistress. Ima did not want to disturb the young master who was having breakfast with the curiosity of Ima.

"Bi prepare breakfast for the lady. Same menu only, just jam replace with strawberry chocolate and a glass of milk chocolate serve on the tray. I'll take her to the room, "See Ansel to enjoy breakfast.

"Mrs sick sir?" ask Ima, venturing. Ima is worried that Freya is sick without Ima's knowledge.

Ansel paused his answer. Ansel thought carefully about the question posed by Ima. How can I tell if Freya is in pain. It's natural to be sick for the first time. Whether Ima saw the scene last night or maybe because Ima is also a woman so Ima understands Freya's situation now. Ansel. Ansel berdehem asked Ima to prepare painkillers. Ima did not protest directly to carry out his master's request. There was indeed no obligation for his young master to answer the question of Ima.

Ansel did not finish his bread, his hunger suddenly disappeared considering Freya who was in pain thanks to his actions. Ansel took a sip of milk to relieve the esophagus that felt dry, then immediately rushed to the room with a tray containing breakfast and medicine for Freya in the hands of Ansel.

"Darling, wakeup. Let's have breakfast first, then sleep again after breakfast!" Ansel stroked Freya's cheeks gently. There was no sign of Freya responding to Ansel's remarks. Freya is still struggling with the dream world. Ansel wiped Freya's hair up, stroking it gently. Ansel is still trying to wake Freya up.

There was a movement from his wife, Freya started rubbing her eyes, opening them slowly. After realizing there was Ansel sitting in front of Freya. Freya also moved to sit up even though she frowned a little at the pain in her sensitive area. "Bag sweetie." Ansel pecked Freya's forehead.

Freya was still silent, not responding to Ansel's greeting. Freya's life has not been fully accumulated. "Want a drink?" Ansel gave a glass of milk. Freya accepted, took a sip and gave back to Ansel.

"Want to eat bread?" tawar Ansel's.

"Wait a minute, I'll prepare warm water first" said Ansel.

"No need, just let Anne prepare my needs today," Freya squinted at Ansel's clothes. "Why are you still wearing your nightgown ?"

"I love this shirt" Ansel said.

"really?" freya asked unsure of her husband's words. It must have been a lie because an Ansel always noticed his neatness.

"I will change after bathing and dressing for my wife" Ansel denied Freya's suspicions.

"No need, let Anne!" reject Freya, she is not tasty if it must be taken care of by Ansel. Freya preferred Anne. It was a shame to also have to show Freya's innocent body to Ansel. It's better with Anne because Anne's a woman is certainly Anne's more painstaking than Ansel's.

"I don't want any rejection," said Ansel still spoke subtly although in it tucked affirmation of himself who still wants to do anything according to Ansel's wishes without caring Freya felt objection or not. Ansel was still a selfish man.

Freya lowered her head, no more rejection from her sweet lips. Freya realized behind the gentle attitude of Ansel there is still an angry Ansel behind it. Ansel kissed Freya's bowed forehead in fear, Ansel whispered that he was not angry with Freya. Ansel just wants to be given the opportunity to take care of Freya today before Freya returns to her usual activities tomorrow. Yes that's the right reason, indeed today the end of the holiday Freya. Freya could not resist Ansel's wishes. At least tomorrow he can go back to the office and chat with his best friend Flora.

The warm water is ready, Ansel carrying Freya ala bridal style. Freya taped a hug around Ansel's neck. Freya is afraid that Ansel will slip to make Freya fall from Ansel's sling. "Slow ansel," pinta Freya.

"Of course .. I'm not going to make Freya sick" Ansel said. It didn't count last night. Ansel put Freya Perlan into a bathtub full of foam. Help him rub Freya's body from the end of the button to the end of the foot. A hue appears on Freya's cheek as Ansel begins to help her bathe.

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