HIDDEN WIFE
Wanna What are you?

“Ba-zebra dress?” Lula's voice sounded trembling. Uncontrollable, his gaze was immediately fixed to the corner of the room, where several paper bags containing his shopping lingerie were still neatly lined up.

“Iya. You bought a lot of lingerie. Which one do you want to wear, honey? What's above what's below? Is there anyone who does not wear lace at all?”

Dirga's hands began to move mischievously exploring the waist. Lula gave a goosebump, her gaze following where her husband's hand was. 

Lula's breath was suddenly restrained by surprise. His sad face slowly began to change, changing with a red hue. He still clearly remembered how centile his style had been seducing Dirga. In fact, Lula is only just judging without intending to be serious. 

“Mas, I want to go out for a minute!” Lula would stand up from her seat, but Dirga pulled her wrist, so that Lula fell on her lap.

“You will not be able to go anywhere because the key I have hidden.” 

“Hah?”

Amazingly shocked, Lula's gaze was instantly fixed on the doorknob. The key that usually stuck there is no longer visible. Dirga was really cunning, it seemed like he had prepared everything well, even while they were still flourishing. 

Dirga kissed Lula's right cheek. His hands were still tightly coiled around his waist.

“According to you ... It's good not, if we're both locked up in this room?” 

Lula immediately shook her head. “No!” 

“Why? We can practice what Allan taught us some time ago. Do you remember woman on top?” 

It felt like Lula's entire body was goosebumps right then and there. Dirga hugged her very tightly which made the woman have trouble breathing. His mind had already guessed what Dirga would do to him tonight. 

“Mas, don't let me scream, huh? Mama and all the residents of this house can hear you!” threaten Lula seriously.  

 Lula's view went around researching the walls and ceiling of the room. And it's true, all the rooms in Mama Diana's house are designed soundproof. Dirga could not stand it. The surprised, scared and embarrassed expression Lula showed was now inversely proportional to the seductive gentility she had brazenly subdued in the mall. 

For whatever sake, Dirga seemed unable to hold back his laughter. Coloring Lula tonight would be so much fun. 

“Lula ... You are not afraid to be in one room with a passionate widower?” dirga said making Lula jump. Almost the woman fell out of the chair if Dirga did not hold her, because she kept shifting her position until she was at the end of the seat. 

Without giving a warning, Dirga carried Lula and dropped her on the bed. Lula's body was trembling even more. The more shame he made. 

“You said you want to roll manjalita on mattress.” The tip of her finger traced Lula's face which began to pale. Her index finger stopped on her lips. Dirga brought her face closer and made Lula reflex close her eyes. The man whispered affectionately, “How about rolling it together?” 

The deg! 

The deg! 

The deg! 

“Ma-Mas, what do you want, anyway?” Lula's hands held firmly against her husband's chest which was in a position that almost overstretched her. 

The more pale Lula's face because of her husband. Just opened his mouth to scream, already silenced first by Dirga by putting a finger on the lips of the woman.

“You see a cute koala wearing a zebra suit,” he whispered seductively. 

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