The Charm of an Unloved Husband
French kisses?

After walking to the beach under the rain last night, this morning Raka woke up first with a bad condition.

Despite feeling his body is less fit, Raka still tried to get out of bed, even bathing.

After bathing, Raka immediately ordered breakfast for himself and his wife who is currently still cool wrapped under the blanket.

Raka wears a plain white T-shirt and shorts. It seemed like today he would be in the room alone, his body completely limp.

Raka approached the bed, he was about to wake his wife up, but Bianca was already writhing and slowly opened her eyes.

"Good morning, dear Bia." Sapa Raka with a smile.

Raka's slightly hoarse voice managed to make Bianca look at the man with a wrinkled forehead.

"What do you say, Mom?" ask Bianca raspy typical wake up.

"Nothing, maybe the effect of mostly drinking ice." Answer Raka.

Raka's answer was like a mother's advice that if her child was sick, ice would be to blame.

Bianca did not reply, she got out of bed and then took her clothes, after which she just went into the bathroom.

Bianca wants to quickly take a shower, today she already has a myriad of places that she will visit in Bali. Bianca does not know if her husband is currently not feeling well.

While Bianca was bathing, Raka approached the dressing table that was there. On the table was Bianca's makeup equipment neatly arranged in one box.

The purpose of Bianca keeps makeup tools in one box is so that she easily packs when she wants to go home.

Raka looked at her face in the mirror, then felt the part of her jaw that had been overgrown with fine feathers.

Raka sighed, he did not like it if there were feathers on the face. Raka always wants her face clean, because she thinks it will look neater.

Raka approached the suitcase, she took her hair shave. His hand was about to open the shaving cream cover, but his movement stopped when the sound of the room bell rang out.

Raka put the shaving cream, and the tool on the table. The man walked up to the door and opened it. It turned out that it was the hotel maid who brought Raka's breakfast order.

"Thank you." Raka said before closing the door to her hotel room again.

Raka pushed the food trolley near the sofa, then resumed his activities that wanted to shave hair around the jaw.

Raka took a breath, he could feel that the wind coming out of his nose and mouth was warm. Things that indicate that his current condition is indeed less fit.

Raka shook her head while massaging her temple for a while, she then applied the shaving cream around her jaw.

"Mas, did you order breakfast?" ask Bianca who just came out of the bathroom.

The girl asked without looking at her husband.

"Here, dear.Tuh the food has come, you eat first." Raka answered while flattening the cream on her jaw.

Bianca looked at Raka, she frowned looking at the busy Raka in front of the dressing table.

Bianca walked up to her husband, even throwing the towel she used to dry her hair into the bed.

"What are you doing?" ask Bianca curiously.

"Shave the feathers on the jaw, Bi." Raka replied without looking at his wife.

Bianca looked at Raka suspiciously, she then held Raka's forehead a little rough, even to the point of making Raka's shaver fall to the floor.

"Oh my goodness, Bi. Slowly, I was surprised by your movements." Raka said.

Bianca squinted her eyes. "You're hot, Mommy." Timpal Bianca was upset.

Raka smiled as she held his wife's hand for him to hold.

"You care about me, huh, Bia?" Tanya Raka raised her eyebrows.

"You know you're not feeling well, why did you take a shower?" bianca asked annoyed.

"Not at home, dear. Especially if there is you. His wife's time was beautiful, her husband was ugly for not taking a bath." Reply Raka while seducing.

Bianca snorted, she lowered her head and took Raka's shaver.

"Cepet cleanin, I want to order ginger tea for you." Ketus Bianca's.

Raka holds his wife's wrist, preventing Bianca from moving away.

Raka put on a face full of smiles, he then slowly pulled Bianca's hand, then after it was close, he pulled it more powerful until the girl fell on his lap.

"YES!! What is this." Pekik Bianca was shocked.

Raka chuckles at the shrill voice of his wife, he deliberately restrains the girl while trying to get out of her lap.

"Help me clean this, my hands tremble." Said Raka while giving a shaver to Bianca.

Bianca grunts. "Jude, but let me get up from here. I'm not comfortable, Mom." Reply Bianca.

Raka shakes. "Sorry, Honey. But this time I force you to stay sitting on my lap like this." Reject Raka gently.

"Ck, bummer. Here's a spit." Bianca looked annoyed, but the girl did not resist in the seat of her husband like this.

Raka raised her head slightly as Bianca lowered her head and cleaned the fur under her chin.

Although his head looked up, Raka's eyes could still be focused on his wife's pretty face.

Seeing Bianca at this close distance was very happy, and Bianca's beauty increased if her position was like this.

Raka could feel Bianca's breath hitting her face, not even the girl realized that the distance between their faces was very close.

"Become." Call Raka with a heavy voice.

"Hm." Sahut Bianca cleared a short thud.

Raka suddenly cupped Bianca's face, so that her hot hand Bianca could feel on her cheek.

Getting treatment like this certainly makes Bianca's focus diverted. The girl returned her husband's gaze, and it was then that she realized that their faces were so close, that even their lips almost touched.

"Bi, can I kiss you?" asked Raka with an increasingly heavy voice.

Bianca was shocked to hear the question from her husband, but somehow her lips felt faint to say 'no'. Even he was unable to resist the charm that Raka showed him now.

"M-mas, I–" Bianca's trembling speech stopped immediately when she felt a chewy object stuck to her lips.

Bianca closed her eyes, she even dropped the shaving device in her hand for being too limp in receiving the initial treatment from Raka.

Raka initially only intended to kiss, but because Bianca did not refuse he felt he had gotten the green light.

Slowly Raka began to move her lips over Bianca's sweet lips. His eyes were as closed as his wife, even the hands that had been cupped in the face, now turned into holding the nape and clutching the slender waist of his wife.

As a girl who's been dating, she knows what to do. Bianca is not a hypocrite, this is not her first kiss, but she thinks this is the most delicious lip union she thinks.

Bianca replied to the kiss Raka gave, even her hands reflexively coiled around her husband's neck.

After a while, Raka kept her lips away from Bianca's lips. The man then put his head to lean against Bianca's chest.

Can Raka feel that at this time his wife's breath is still panting.

"Thank you, Honey. I like your lips, it tastes sweet." Raka's whisper further tightened the embrace on Bianca's waist.

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