You Are My Sunshine
Part 45's
Wira has changed clothes with a white tee shirt and also black casual pants, a wide back that pleases and chest muscles and arms that are formed so perfectly fit, printed clearly behind the white shirt. Plus her wet hair is combed just like any other using her fingers, making a sexy and masculine aura emanate so stunningly from an Aryasatya Hero.
Finished getting dressed, Wira walked out of her room towards the balcony on the second floor. Previously, she also asked Bu Rina to brew her favorite bitter coffee and deliver it upstairs.
The woman leaned back on the long chair on the balcony. In the silent carving of gray, he sat alone bathed in the dim light of the moon, accompanied by a breeze full of longs, and bitter coffee that washed the wound gushed.
A million tastes crush his heart, his true love is tainted and corrupted by being betrayed. It is true that he was really hurt when the woman he always adored hugged other men and stated that she still harbored love. However, what tormented her the most was the fact that her anger had taken Almira from her side, so that all the wounds and guilt were shackled and chained to her.
The coffee had only been drunk a few gulps, but the gust of wind was getting colder and piercing to the bone. The hero rushed back to his new room, picked up pillows and blankets from the closet and laid himself on the sofa opposite the bed.
The hero tilted his body, his eyes fixed towards the sleeping virgin almost controlling the entire large bed. Without having his lips smile again, then in minutes he began to enter the dreamland and for the first time since Almira died, the man fell asleep without a frown. It seems that without him knowing, the existence of Dara nearby is able to become a sedative for him.
*****
"Please have breakfast, sir," said Ms. Rina politely.
"Thank you" said Wira.
Especially for coffee, Miss Rina was the one in charge of making it. Because of their close distance, when he finished serving coffee to Wira accidentally his eyes saw so many nail claws around the nape and neck of his master. Bu Rina was actually surprised, but tried to hide all that and immediately withdrew from the dining room.
His mind wondered, perhaps it was true about the news that often circulated outside that a man who had been married, would not be able to live too long alone without touching a woman to fill his nights. But, given the departure of Almira that is still not too long, have they really done it when the mourning atmosphere is still enveloping, and with the sprained state of the legs do they still love?
Ms. Rina quickly brushed off all the thoughts that came to her head, about the personal matter of her master and mistress it was not her realm to interfere. After all, it is natural that they do intimate activities because both are legal as husband and wife, only he did not expect, it turns out that his young mistress is someone who is wild in bed.