Sagaras
The Part 67

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After returning from the hospital, the two continued their journey to the capital city where Sagara came from and also a new place for Aisyah. Not much they say because the pink glamorous woman actually fell asleep until the husband's car had entered the garage.

Unable to wake up, Sagara finally chose to carry Aisyah into the house and continued into their room. Although still young, but his strength can be calculated let alone the body of Aisyah who happens to be ideal.

Sagara asked one servant to come with him which was useful to open the door of the room later, because of course he would be difficult if he did it himself because both hands menopanh Aisyah's body so that the woman did not fall.

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"Please, Sir. Do you need anything else?"

"No, thank you" said Sagara who entered the house while the door was closed again by the waiter.

"Pegel also turns out, look out for the one who wakes up your shop that has to work hard," kekeh Sagara, his brain is not far from the unification of the body that makes him opiate.

Aisyah who had been lying in the middle of the bed in the open Flatshoes and her veil until the beautiful face of motherly ayu was emanated clearly.

"Thank you for falling in love with me" whispered Sagara, whose statement continued to ring in his ear. Countless girls have expressed their feelings.

Sagara who kissed his wife's forehead and lips at a glance immediately came down from the bed. He took off his jacket and prepared to clean himself first. But the new phone he reached from his pocket made him undo the intention to go to the bathroom.

The dead phone data is now activated again, and there are several notifications whether it is Email, missed calls to thousands of chat in various groups and Private line Chat.

Ranging from family to friends one by one read and reply even though the brief solid and clear.

But, there is one message that makes Sagara read it long enough because so many, who else if not the only female friend.

The conclusion of all the chat was the question of Saga change, where Saga and what is with Saga. But there is one thing that makes Sagara finally out of the room and meet the butler.

"Can I help you, Sir?" asked the glasses-wearing adult woman to her young master.

"Did Tata come here? with anyone?" ask Sagara directly without stale bases.

"Yes, Sir. Miss Tata herself is looking for you, but I've told you that you have some business out of town" replied the butler who can always count on.

The girl only dared to go to this house, she did not want to look up to the Pradipta Residence even though it was close to Mommy.

After feeling relieved, Sagara returned to the room and it turned out that Aisyah was awake, the woman smiled with a sideways position, very different when the last time Sagara left that is supine.

"Are I awake?" sagara asked while climbing up to the bed, although spoiled and random but he also knew when it was time to turn to pamper his wife even though he was also in love with Aisyah.

"Did you not shower? from where?" ask Aisyah.

"Just want to, just go downstairs to make something mastiin." .

"What's wrong? is there a problem?" ask Aisyah again who wants to wake up but is detained by Sagara.

"Nothing, just yesterday my friend came," replied Sagara who began to look for it because and immediately tepis by Aish.

"What do you need? just come back, it might be important." Aish gave a suggestion while pressing on the hand of the halal man who wanted to reveal his lower robe.

Aisyah who was defeated by her husband's behavior resigned. He let the hand that a few hours ago focused on holding the steering wheel is now turning to his sensitive parts.

"You know what?"

"Know what?" ask back Aisyah who was desperately holding back amusedly.

"I was whispering that you'd have to replace hard work tonight in return, and you'd say yes."

"What draw? what are you doing?" Panicked Aisyah looks very cute and Sagara always likes it.

"I'll carry you from the car to the mattress. Weight also turns out, really pegel this is why your replacements must work hard!" obviously Sagara with a meaningful smile.

"Well, if you don't need a pegel, why do I have to work so hard?"

"Hey! how cheating!" cetus Sagara is a little upset because he has begun to be aroused by his own hand game.

"I didn't want to and didn't realize, Saga!"

Not wanting her curly noodles stirred by Si SosTel, Aisyah fled quickly by running to the bathroom and it made her husband scream frustrated not to be left behind.

While in the bathroom, Aisyah even laughed. Although he had taken a bath but it still felt not at home let alone there were traces of tears Intan on his shirt, his hijab had become a rag to wipe the sweat of the child.

One by one the clothes have been successfully removed, the cold air shower has not what it feels like to have pierced to the bone. But, not yet Aisyah began the ritual bath the sound of door banging also managed to mengangetkan.

"Darling, I'm kEbEelet!" sagara shouted quite loudly.

"Yahoooooooooo!"

"Yes wait," answered Ayesha, since she said love, now the husband changed his name when he called her and she likes it.

Although a little annoyed, Aisyah finally took out a kimono towel to cover her innocent body.

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"What the hell?" aisyah asked as Sagara entered in haste.

"I'm going to BeeelEt, yes" said Sagara as he took off his clothes quickly and pulled Aisyah's hand towards Bathtup.

"Kok open it all, keep doing this here?" ask her again who is confused, because Sagara should be sitting to Closed.

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