Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 156: Getting Started with Honeymoon

The journey for sixteen hours is less paid with beautiful natural scenery. Hotel Mascot Houseboat Bagas option is also a suitable place to enjoy the day with complete facilities. Anyone can make a romantic moment with their partner.

Amir and Samir also stayed at the same place because Bagas really wanted Rey and Asma to be closely guarded. First vacation to Asthma but not to Reyhan. Even so aware that people in love can forget about the surrounding. Anticipation is necessary, right?

The wife's body slowly melted into a luxurious bed with a royal-style bedcover. Do not forget to help take off the shoes worn by Asthma while staring at how calm the woman is for the rest of the journey. With a big smile, he did not expect to be able to enjoy the day like other couples.

"Good morning, Butterfly. Go to sleep, my wife." He pecked the forehead covered with strands of hair, then down kissed the lips that only wear lip balm. "Sweet, I'd better clean up."

Do not want to disturb the comfort of Asthma. Rey moved from her place, she set foot into the bathroom. The sound of the door opening, then closing made someone blink their eyes. His gaze traced through the entire beautiful room like being in a royal movie.

"Is all this You Bagas?" ask him to yourself. He could not help but smile because he liked the surprise of his brother. Actually, since the last chat in the car has been awakened, just reluctant to join the roost and more comfortable to enjoy the arms of the husband.

A blanket covered his body, then came down from the bed. Eyes were fixed on the suitcase on the right side of the sofa. She wanted to prepare a change of clothes for her husband as a sign of gratitude. The inanimate object that does not know what because the suitcase was prepared Bagas.

"Well, why is it like this?" I couldn't believe it when the suitcase opened. He wasn't sure if it could be worn by Rey because it's specifically for women. "I'd better call but Ka Bagas is still sleeping. Hadeh, make darting early in the morning."

"Butterfly, are you awake? If cape, just rest again." said Rey so out of the bathroom and found Astma sitting on the sofa staring at the suitcase on the table.

But his wife's face looked annoyed with his manyun lips. What cause? He was curious so that he stepped foot toward the wife who seemed to be daydreaming. Just touch he slide the suitcase until the contents inside are clearly visible to make the heart feel tickled. Just remember Asma is crashing.

"Don't wear it if you're uncomfortable, I'll order clothes for us all the time here. Wait here," she left the room, of course she just wanted Asthma to get comfort instead of a sour face during the honeymoon.

Rey's departure was left unceremoniously. Now her hands are busy choosing one by one evening dress that looks so minimal and even very thin. Although it is believed that the price adjusts the contents of the wallet, still why not give other options. At least give the ones that still have the outer cover.

Complaints are free too. It is appropriate at the airport insist must bring a suitcase that is rich only for emergency conditions. Since when does a wife's dress become an emergency center? Really big brother who asked to be pulled. Unfortunately, it is far away because of the distance from the country.

Taking a black dress made of silk most can be considered normal. Without closing the suitcase, he went to the bathroom. While out there, Rey was talking to the Emir who happened to be sitting while waiting for the sun to rise accompanied by Samir.

"Master, actually in the room closet has provided your clothes and Madam during the stay here. Mr. Bagas sent the details of the request and I bought them all two days before your arrival." Amir made Rey smile.

Now he knows Bagas' prank has returned. It was not him who was seduced, but Asthma. It is good to ask for something unusual. "Then for today, just take a day trip. My wife needs to rest first. Send me breakfast after I call you!"

"Ready, sir." replied Amir.

Footsteps back down the narrow hallway that only fit for two people. Occasionally exhale deeply enjoying the air that truly smells of fresh water. Preparation was perfect but it was all a Bagas effort. So, what can he do?

For a moment think hard because he hopes this journey can be a link between him and his wife. However, he wants to have a sadinah mawaddah warohmah household to age together. A husband's simple desire for a love story journey.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said the greeting as he pushed the door of the room that was deliberately locked from the outside. Footsteps enter, then close the door locked back so that no one bothers. "Aspie! Butterfly, where are you?"

The room was empty, but the bathroom door was slightly open. The fragrant aroma of soap spreads into the air. Five o'clock in less than five minutes, "What's Asthma bathing? What's cold water?" Curiosity made her footsteps approach the bathroom but just stepped up. His body stopped looking at the scene before his eyes.

Curled hair, a fresh face without makeup, a smooth looking neck and an increasingly decreased vision made him gulp saliva. The heat enveloped him. Knee-length dress with low cleavage increasingly shows the curves of the wife's body.

"Why, Mas? I want to pray, but where do I get mukena?" said Asma as well as asking to make Rey istighfar in the heart.

Kemelut heart refrained to keep thinking normally, in his help the wife tidied the hair to fit the desire. Then he asked Asma to take ablution first. The gurgling sound of water from the bathroom, made him take the prayer equipment from inside the closet.

Finally the couple performed the morning prayer service. The peace that became the beginning of their honeymoon journey was surrender to the Supreme One. Hope and prayer become a knitting hope for the future. Rey did not forget to pray for his wife with all her heart.

A warm kiss set on the head brings gratitude in the heart of the wife. "Asma, may I have the right to a husband?"

"Will you have breakfast? Where is the kitchen, let me make it." said Asma while releasing the mucus. The hair gel that is not tight comes off so that the strands of hair fall onto the shoulders. "Mas Rey!"

The neglected voice of the call changed a warm touch without excuse. Sweetness shackles the soul. A gentle sweep does not lead to the hot journey of the couple. Raised body leaving the place of worship.

The two men continued their worship as halal couples. The gaze of the eyes clung to each other, momentarily releasing the pagutan. "My wife pretended to be innocent, huh? You know I can't stand it but still ignore."

"Husband's rights, wife's obligations. The right of the wife, the duty of the husband. There is no law prohibiting a wife from flirting with her own husband. Aye, right?" Enveloped Rey's shirt, one by one the buttons are removed without further ado. "Tell me, which breakfast does my husband want?"

A slow but stinging touch made Rey reluctant to answer with words. Let this morning begin the warmth of the bed. Raga also needs food. Slowly start exploring accompanied by the delinquency of the wife who began to act.

A touch of love imprinted with a spoiled voice echoed throughout the room. Sports that make both bodies must be extra balancing each other. The struggle increases until the hand feels pressing on the back just channel the pain that is always felt at the beginning.

"Butterfly, does it still hurt?" tanya Rey held back her movements because she saw Asthma bit her lower lip.

Asthma nodded slowly, "Try to see the size! How to explain yes, yes that blum used to." The flushed face made Rey chuckle softly. "Slow down, yeah."

"Like your wish, Butterfly." Requests that can be followed even though the game must be patient waiting for his wife to feel comfortable. The fight resumed while playing squash to distract the woman.

The longer his movements increased as a spoiled voice escaped from his wife's lips. "More, Honey." The ink further destroys the Asthma defense so that it is unable to hold the liquid that comes out. That warm sensation made him change the game.

"Maaas ...," call Asthma with her husband's resigned body.

The pounding increasingly shook the body to make friends the sound of the creaking bed until the last blow was quite surprising to spout halal seeds into the womb of the wife. "Love you Asma."

Dizziness after exertion drained her own husband. An hour of struggle is less exhausting. The two bodies hugged each other covered in blankets. Warm kisses reluctant to move from the lips, making Asthma shift its position.

"Don't move, junior will wake up again" said Rey immediately replied to his wife's sharp gaze. "Try it, but don't blame me for the khilaf."

"...,"

There are no words because the lips cannot speak. Pagutan demands to master it. Wanted to break away but the burly hand locked onto the body so tightly. Resigned in the arms of the possessive husband expecting the warmth of the bed again.

Two hours later. The sound of the spoiled whimper was again heard. "Morning, Butterfly. Why are you awake?"