
"Our clothes!" fazila cried when she realized they entered the bathroom without carrying any clothes.
"Mas Davin got it!" pinta Fazila and doctor Davin only nodded weakly.
In his heart, he had thought he had to get out of the bathroom with polosan. Even though there was no one else in their room, Davin's doctor was uncomfortable because it was unusual. However, how else, it is impossible for him to send his wife out.
Just about to open the bathroom door, his eyes caught two towels hanging from the hanger. Either the villa side provided or maybe Zidane's man, which is clear, it made him very happy.
The man grabbed the towel and handed one to Fazila and wrapped the other towel around his own body.
"We immediately pray yes, Mas," said Fazila after wearing a towel and doctor Davin just nodded and followed in the footsteps of Fazila took ablution.
Both of them stepped out of the bathroom and then put on their own clothes before finally performing the prayer isya' congregation.
"We ate out! He said he wanted to eat in the park, "please take Davin with him when he remembers Fazila being interested when the driver told him about the romantic dining room at the place.
Fazila. "No, I'm tired" he said, then opened his face and pulled the sheets that still had blood and replaced them with other clean sheets.
After neat Fazila immediately returned to lay down his body on the bed.
"Then I order," said Davin's doctor and appeared to call someone. The man then lay down next to his wife.
"Don't have a fan?" asked Fazila and doctor Davin frowned.
"Make what? Kan, there's air conditioning."
"Please grab the hand fan inside the suitcase!" please Fazila and doctor Davin without asking questions directly to fulfill Fazila's wishes. He got up from his seat and walked to the suitcase that was just lying on the floor. Opening and grabbing the items requested by the wife.
"It!" Doctor Davin stretched out a hand fan and then lay back down. The man opened the phone and surfed in cyberspace while waiting for the meal order to come.
"Facing there!" fazila orders him while pushing Davin's body to his back.
"Why the hell?" ask the husband in wonder. However, it still follows the wishes of the wife. Doctor Davin directly tilted his body to the side in the opposite direction to Fazila. The man refocused on his phone.
Fazila himself after seeing the doctor Davin did not face himself again immediately grimaced and slightly revealed his nightgown. After that he immediately fanned the core that felt hot and sore.
"Why the hell," he muttered, making Davin's doctor glance at his wife and then turned around.
"Don't look!" prevent Fazila.
"Why can't you see? Does it still hurt?"
"Shame," said Fazila with a reddened face.
"Yes, it's still sick."
"Let me see!"
Sontak Fazila immediately turned upside down and closed the fanned tight earlier even though it felt more painful. The woman held ringis back.
"Don't!"
"Darling, I'm afraid you're doing something" said doctor Davin.
"Why should I be ashamed anyway, I've seen it all, right?" continued.
Fazila who was increasingly embarrassed immediately covered his face with both hands and it was used by Davin's doctor to check Fazila's condition.
"Mas!" fazila exclaimed as she hit the husband on the shoulder to stop the action. However, doctor Davin paid no attention.
"Let me treat it" said doctor Davin then headed back to the suitcase to pick up an ointment he happened to be carrying.
"Mas is not necessary!" fazila shouted when Davin's doctor really wanted to apply the medicine in his intimate part.
"It's silent, later if the blisters are not treated and what danger?" Doctor Davin scares Fazila into silence, and sure enough the woman resigned to what the husband did.
"It's only been like this once, how about I ask for rations many times every night?" doctor Davin's seductive doctor made Fazila fall back.
"No, no!" beg him and doctor Davin chuckled at the look of fear on the wife's face.
Seriate.