The Desire of the Cold Militant
Sturdy and warm same back

Nadine looked a little surprised when she realized where Azlan took her, the man turned out to have prepared a motorbike which he said for their destination around the city of Jakarta tonight.

Nadine laughed a little.

"Can I ride a motorcycle?"

Temptation on the husband.

"Of course, I wanted to do this months ago"

Answer Azlan steady.

"Why not take me first? the road by motorbike is much more beautiful than riding a car"

Nadine's protest was quick.

Actually the choice of motorbike is much more comfortable than the car, even he thinks everywhere using the motor is even much faster and practical.

"It has not become a mahram, it is too attached and does not have a definite distance, let alone the condition of the Body motor ..."

Azlan moved his hand slightly tilted forward, showing how the condition of the motor has a seat that is clearly too steeply nosedived forward, is not that too extreme he thought.

"They can stick poorly on my back for a long time"

Azlan said again while glancing towards Nadine's chest.

"Aah?"

Nadine was a little surprised as she frowned, she glanced towards where Azlan's eyeballs were.

"Aishhhh"

Nadine instantly closed both her chests as if aware of what her husband meant.

"Sister...."

She directly hit Azlan's arm furiously, slightly embarrassed by her husband's remarks.

"I'm talking what I am"

This guy!.

Nadine thought that the husband could talk so honestly to her, it obviously made her embarrassed, how not when Azlan said about the chest and glanced at his chest imagine how his face feels heated at this time.

"Nad.aww"

if you are not married, the streets using a motorbike in front of him that clearly feels so bad, imagine how when Nadine was behind him when they went for a walk using the motorbike.

Usually a commonplace thing must happen, something in front of the girls will stick on the backs of men.

Maybe other men expect it, but he will obviously feel uncomfortable because they do not have any ties, it can invite something bad for the size of a man as mature and mature as him.

Although he never thought of her with another girl or another woman, he could not lie how he actually felt each time he saw Nadine's face.

It would be a big lie if he didn't have that lust stifled in him when he saw Nadine or was with the girl for a long time, therefore, as long as they are with him, he tries to put the best distance so that the Desire inside him does not explode when it is not yet time for the girl to be his.

He is a typekal man who is quite patient and unhurried, but if lured continuously he is afraid of the devil whispering behind his ears and making him caliph before their marriage.

So it was her heart that touched the girl who was not halal for her.

therefore riding a motorcycle with Nadine before they got married is definitely not a wise choice, he tried to avoid the bad possibilities that occurred before the word legitimately bound them both and tonight he thought this might be his time.

"Come here"

Azlan spoke while extending his hand, the man was now sitting on the bike.

Nadine can see how handsome the man is when sitting with his sturdy body on a large motorcycle in front of him.

Imagine how the heart of the girl continues to let out her irregular beat, she thought it was wrong if she really fell in love with the figure of the man who had become her husband?!.

Nadine slowly gave her hand and let herself sit slowly behind Azlan, after making sure she was sitting right behind the man, Azlan then turned to look back and said.

"Give me your hug"

With a hesitant gesture Nadine tried to wrap her hands around Azlan's waist, it was now as if she had just figured out how full her hand circles were that filled the man's waist.

Warm.

That was the first sentence inside his head.

Sturdy.

Continue her.

Exactly like the body of his Daddy in his children when he often hugged the man in the past.

Nadine seemed to really find one feeling of deep comfort, after her sense of comfort over her warm and sturdy Daddy back in the past, now she felt the same exact feeling on the back of the man who had become her husband.

A smile expands behind Nadine's face, she accelerates her embrace as Azlan starts to propel her bike forward.