
After enjoying lunch, Rachel and Mahavir continue their journey down little clarendon street which is a shopping street. From there Mahavir pedaled his bike around the beautiful cherwell river and Hartford bridge where many tourists were taking portraits down there.
Rachel seemed to enjoy every sight she saw. Both of his hands seemed comfortably coiled around Mahavir's waist, with a smile constantly emerging from both of his lips.
Mahavir occasionally turned his head, glancing at Rachel's beaming facial expression.
After passing through several intersections, Mahavir stopped in front of one of the old buildings of classic Victorian design that looked like a Museum. The building stands majestically in the middle within the Oxfordshire region.
"Why stop here? Where are we going?" Spread his gaze around, finding out his next destination.
"Follow it out." Mahavir parked the bike in a special place and grabbed and pulled Rachel's hand to follow him.
Mahavir's footsteps led Rachel into the Abingdon County Hall Museum. The building contains some unique and antique historical relics. After a little conversation with the officers who were there they immediately climbed the stairs that brought him to the top floor.
"Virr why are we here?" Rachel asked again, wondering what her husband was taking her there for.
Mahavir did not answer and only led Rachel up each step of the stairs to reach the top on the roof of the Museum.
The beautiful view from the roof overlooking the market square instantly fetches their view.
Rachel's two eyes seemed to widen and sparkle, amazed by what both eyes saw. He spread his gaze around, looking at the spread of classic buildings with pointed towers that look like palace buildings in the princess films he used to watch. He enthusiastically pointed at some of the city's icons, asking all sorts of things related to it.
From behind Mahavir clasped her, both of his hands coiled around Rachel's slender waist. Drowned the woman's body in her arms. And Rachel was still chattering like a little girl asking for an explanation from her father
Mahavir smiled with satisfaction at the joy that emanated from his wife's face. Dropping his chin between Rachel's shoulder and neck, made his wife a little jolted in shock.
"Virr......" Rachel's heart beat rapidly. Mahavir's breath was deeply felt on his skin. It made him no longer focus on the scenery he saw down there.
"How do you like it?" Half whispered in Rachel's ear.
Rachel nodded slowly, then tried to stretch the circle of Mahavir's hand from her waist. He slowly twisted his body to make himself face to face with Mahavir.
Rachel glanced left and right looking at the surrounding situation and conditions. When he saw the situation looks lonely, he immediately pulled the collar of Mahavir longcoat, slightly tiptoed. And....
CUPS
Rachel kissed Mahavir's lips gently. Making the man turn wide with both eyebrows raised in surprise.
"That's my pay...."
Mahavir, who was still in the same expression, did not understand Rachel's intentions. "Infant??"
Shyly Rachel replied "Because you lent me your shoes...." Pause for a moment, looking down embarrassed to hide the embarrassed hue of his face and then say back. "So you asked for a kiss on the lips right......?"
Mahavir, who was surprised, understood his wife's intentions, and nodded his head slowly. "I.iiyah..but......"
"But?" Rachel looked at Mahavir inexplicably. "But what?"
"It seems that just one kiss is not enough. My shoes are good...." Mahavir's words came to a halt as Rachel again kissed her lips
"That's enough?"
Mahavir was stunned for a few seconds, he did not expect Rachel would hear his request which only intended to tease him. Mahavir's reflexes shook his head slowly, "My shoes are expensive, twice the kiss is not enough..."
Rachel cringing. "So you're saying that my kiss isn't worth the price of your shoes?" Start to get upset.
"Mom.. No, it's not that...." Mahavir rubbed his nape, it seemed like he had mispronounced.
Rachel looked at Mahavir deeply. The man seemed to be looking for another reason to get her to kiss him again. Her bewildered face at this moment just looked adorable in Rachel's eyes.
CUP'
So anxious that Rachel's reflexes again kissed Mahavir's lips that suddenly made the man back widened his eyes.A little shock with Rachel's behavior that slightly surprised him.
Mahavir put on a mischievous smile with a slight bow of his body. "My leg was very painful........" Trying to put on a glassy look to get an extra kiss. And....successful!!
CUP'.....Rachel went back to her.
"It was cold too...." Pretending complaining.
CUP...kemup again.
"So it's dirty...."
CUP...again kiss for the umpteenth time.
"And.........." Mahavir tried to find another reason.
Rachel held back her smile seeing her husband's spoiled behavior. In his lift both hands then draped them to Mahavir's neck. He landed his kisses long enough.
Mahavir still did not respond.
Rachel hesitantly opened her lips and slowly sipped on Mahavir's lips in turn gently. Enjoy the fresh mint scent from the man's mouth.
For the umpteenth time Mahavir was again stunned. Today is the history of his life, for the first time the woman who took the initiative to kiss him with a little aggressive.
Rachel stopped her activities. Both of his eyes stared gently at the hazel-colored bead eyes in front of him. "Why not return my kiss?" He asked timidly mixed with awkwardness. There were traces of red hue on both of his cheeks. Right now he was trying to endure the embarrassment of having shown another side of him that he had never shown before.
A million watt smile emanated from Mahavir's face. He slowly raised his hand and placed it on Rachel's nape. The ones without a cue instantly fused their lips together. Rachel returned with joy, and made the kiss a little hot.
Until then the voice of a middle-aged bule man cleared his throat near them. Rachel quickly removed the link of their lips and pushed Mahavir away.
"Excuse me..." The middle-aged bule man who looked like a tourist was walking past them. But a few steps later turned around, "Please continue..." He said with a smile and left behind Rachel and Mahavir who were smiling awkwardly.
After the tour passed, Rachel and Mahavir smiled and chuckled together.
"Already, let's get down. It's late." It's late afternoon." Rachel pulls Mahavir up the stairs. But Mahavir pulled him back. "What's up?"
Mahavir rubbed both of Rachel's lips with the tip of her thumb. "It's still wet..." His speech was accompanied by eye twitching.
Rachel's reflex rubbed back her lips using the back of her hand. His face was back.
Mahavir lowered his head and brought his face closer to Rachel's ears. "You want to continue?" His question was instantly replied with a pinch on his waist. "Aww sick dear...." His shout then ran after Rachel who had already run first down the stairs.
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Bryan had just gotten off the bus with three young men of different nationality who looked the same age as him, they had just visited the library of classical architecture which is the oldest library in the world.
"Bryan come with us for afternoon tea" Invite one of them.
(Bryan come with us for afternoon tea)
"Thank you, but I made an appointment with my brother, now he is waiting"
(Thank you, but I've made an appointment with my sister, now she's waiting)
"Okey, Nice to meet you Bryan, see you again at the ceremony"
(Okay, nice to meet you Bryan. See you at the ceremony later)
"Fine, see you later.." Bryan closed their meeting.
(all right, see you back)
After the three youths passed, Bryan rushed out his phone and contacted someone with the contact name 'My sweetheart' on his phone screen, while walking down a paved road leading to the city center.
After the second ring, the phone connection is connected and a soft sound is heard from the other end.
"Just finished?" Tanya Raya at the end there in a voice full of excitement.
"It's okay." He said, but from his tone he sounded disappointed. "Where's there? smoothly?"
"yes, thanks to brother Mahavir everything is easy."
"Thank God..."
"Not slept?"
"No, wait for ian's phone....."
Bryan looked at the watch on his left wrist. Counting forward quickly. It's almost 12 p.m. "Geez I'm sorry, I kept Aya waiting this long. Now Aya sleeps, it's midnight. Tomorrow morning service, right?"
"But it...." For a moment, I heard a disappointed breath. "All right......."
"Yes... Don't be angry. When I wake up, I'll call back. I'm waiting for."
"Yes...! greetings to Rachel..."
"Yes, I said. Remember my chat."
"Yes, bawel...!!"
Bryan chuckled softly. "I miss you..."
"Miss you to... Take care well there...."
"Thank you dear.have a nice dream." Bryan closed the conversation and sped up to the spot where Mahavir and Rachel were waiting.
From a distance, Mahavir and Rachel were having a joke, Bryan immediately approached.
Bryan saw some paper bags in Mahavir's hand. "Well, from shopping?"
"Ah, this was given by the owner of the fruit shop whose bike I rented." Mahavir replied while showing the contents of his paper bag to Bryan. "You?"
"Given? That free?" Take one apple, rub the surface of the apple skin on the shirt quickly and then bite it.
Rachel bobbed her head at her sister's behavior. "Scook!"
Bryan only chuckled as he stuck his tongue out at Rachel. Rachel just smiled cynically.
"Where was that? wanna go in the dorm or rent a flat outside?"
"Just hostess Vir, I just signed up with a new friend who will room with me, the person is fun."
"Thank God, I'll let Stuart take care of it next."
"Thank you brother!" back to biting the apple. "We're going home now?"
"No, next year!!" Rachel answered the sewot that made Bryan back to tease her.
Mahavir sighed softly then shook his head to see Rachel and Bryan who rarely seemed to get along.
"Let's take the bus, come on..." Mahavir replied by pulling Rachel's hand towards the bus station. Bryan followed with a mouth that was still chewing the apple voraciously.
They then boarded a red bus to London.
"Why take the bus?" Asked Rachel who was already sitting on the window seat and Mahavir flanking beside him, while Bryan in the opposite seat was busy looking at the window.
"Let Bryan know all public transport."
"But...." Rachel's speech was cut off because Mahavir's hand immediately pulled his head back on his shoulder.
"Sleep"
Rachel raised her head and snorted in annoyance. "I'm not sleepy."
Mahavir pulled Rachel's head back and held her back by rubbing her head.
"Ihh, people don't want to sleep either." trying to pull his head, but being held back by Mahavir.
"If I don't sleep I kiss now." she threatened.
Rachel immediately obeyed, resignedly leaning her head against Mahavir's shoulder with a hand that held tightly to the man's arm. And soon he fell asleep.
Mahavir smiled, "Basar is stubborn." he said. Mahavir found Rachel who occasionally yawns but the woman tried hard to resist her drowsiness.
It was almost a two-hour drive from Oxford to London, during which time Rachel fell asleep comfortably on Mahavir's shoulders.
Around 8 pm they reached Mahavir's luxury Phenthouse after stopping for dinner at a fast food restaurant. The exhausted Mahavir immediately laid his body onto his soft mattress. His body had just felt tired from cycling all day. Both of his calves really felt sore. But he did not regret it, the exhausting experience today was paid off sweetly by a kiss from his wife. Mahavir also fell asleep with a smile that developed.
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'Lick'
Rachel opened the room door, she had just entered the room after cleaning the fruits she had brought earlier. He saw Mahavir who was soundly asleep.
"Surely he's exhausted...." Lirih Rachel looked at Mahavir who was still wearing full clothes. Rachel slowly took off Mahavir's shoes and socks and pulled the blanket up to her husband's belly.
Rachel turned off the brightly glowing room lights and replaced them with a sleeping lamp that left a hint of crashing yellow light. After that Rachel went into the bathroom to clean herself up.
About 15 minutes Rachel was out with a more fresh look, using a soft blue knee-length sleep dress made of satin with a towel that is still wrapped on her head.
Rachel looked back at Mahavir who was still in the same position. Slowly Rachel approached and sat on the edge of the bed. For a moment she looked at her husband's slumbering facial line and then slowly kissed his forehead.
"It looks like you made me fall for you......" He turned while opening the longcoat that was still attached to Mahavir's body slowly.
Mahavir wriggled slowly, Rachel was able to catch any discomfort she felt.
Slowly Rachel's fingers moved unbuttoning the top of her husband's shirt. Until when Rachel's finger unbuttoned the third, Mahavir's hand suddenly blocked his hand.
"Ah, I just want to make your sleep comfortable..." Rachel who was a little surprised immediately withdrew her hand, with a friendly smile Rachel spoke again. "Wake up, take a shower and go to sleep." Stand up and turn around.
Mahavir quickly withdrew Rachel's hand, making his wife sit down again. Mahavir looked at his wife's appearance, for the first time after marriage Mahavir saw her wearing a dreamy nightgown.
"Tell me again what I heard faintly..."
Rachel nodded, "What did you hear? I didn't say anything, maybe you were dreaming.
Mahavir raised the hand of Rachel he held and kissed the back of the hand. "I heard it...."
"If you've heard why ask to be repeated?"
Mahavir again kissed the back of Rachel's hand, his lips now move down the skin surface of Rachel's arm. Makes Rachel shudder a little. "Say again....." Half whispered into Rachel's ear, then landed small kisses on the white neck and level. The gentle fragrance of Chamomile from Rachel's body came out and infiltrated her breathing, making her desire rise up.
Rachel slowly pushed Mahavir's face away, then looked at Mahavir. "There's no re-broadcast..." He said with a smile.
"alright... I'll make you say it over and over again all night...."
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