Bridal Stain
Warm Touch

The sound of the chanting of the holy Quran is heard from the room. So melodious and shahdu, although several times heard a pause and deft in the middle of the chant. Anggreya is focusing on teaching beautiful verses from Allah. Although actually he is still in the process of learning, but the tajwid pronunciation is almost perfect.

After finishing the lesson, Grey went downstairs to get a drink, because again and again the water supply in his room was out of control.

Grey looked at the wall clock in the kitchen. “Tumben so late at this hour, Mas Wisnu has not returned," he muttered when he saw the time clock had shown at 22:30 pm.

Still wearing his face, Grey sits on the couch in the TV room. He deliberately kept silent there, so that when Vishnu came home later, knocking the door could be heard.

Repeatedly Anggreya yawned, resisting the drowsiness that had been approaching him for several minutes. However, as much as Grey could hold her back, in order to wait for her husband's return.

Until the hour passed, Grey could not stand it anymore. He decided to go back to his room. However, just as he turned off the TV, suddenly the sound of a knock on the door distracted him.

“He's home at this time?” mummified Grey.

Hurriedly he went to open the door, and sure enough, when Grey opened the door there was Vishnu who stood with his clothes that looked a little disheveled as usual.

“Mas Vishnu,” says Grey, slightly surprised.

Both of Vishnu's eyes looked stifled. "Let's go!" exclaiming Vishnu who was half-conscious, he did not return Grey's greeting, he went straight in and passed Grey just like that.

"Astagfirullah, is Vishnu drunk?" squealing Grey as the smell of wine wafted out strongly as soon as the husband passed by.

Vishnu ignored him, he just kept walking and climbed the stairs to his room.

Grey shook his head in astonishment. Why can her husband get drunk like that.

After locking the door of the house, and turning off the TV room lights, Grey immediately followed Vishnu to the room. Again Grey could only shake his fist when he saw Vishnu who had been lying on the bed still wearing formal clothes, and his shoes that he had not yet taken off.

Slowly Grey sat his body on the edge of the bed, he took off the shoes and socks that were still attached to both feet of her husband. Then, she helped Vishnu to wake up, then release the navy-colored coat that was still attached to her husband's body.

Grey grimaced a little, as he smelled the smell of wine pouring out violently in both nostrils. The woman felt a little dizzy as soon as she smelled the scent that she rarely encountered.

"Mas, Mas Vishnu better take a bath first, Mas Vishnu's body stinks," said Grey.

“Aurel, why do you have the heart for me,” raced Vishnu so slowly, with his voice that did not sound clear, the man still closed his eyes, with a look of restless face.

"A-uhre.l," the noise again, made Grey's forehead constrict as she unintentionally understood her husband's behavior.

"Aurels? Who's Aurel?" grey murmured in the heart.

"Mas, Mas Vishnu, come to your senses" said Grey trying to resuscitate her husband.

Grey stood up from his seat. However, just as he was about to step away, suddenly ….

Vishnu danced Grey's hand, then . “Hoek.” Vishnu awakens and vomits right next to Grey, causing Grey's leg to vomit.

“Yeah, Mas Vishnu!” pekik Grey was disgusted when the yellow-white liquid hit under his robe and penetrated into his calf.

“Hoek.” Vishnu regurgitated the liquid that felt stirring in his stomach. The man woke up and sat down, bowed, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

Grey could only sigh. It's been a night like this, there's no way he asked for help bi Iyam to clean up the dirt, it's impossible, and Grey was forced to finally choose to go first to the bathroom to wash his feet and change his clothes affected by the vomit of her husband. After that he went to the kitchen to bring cleaning equipment.

"Oh Allah, today it feels like the people around me are deserving. Early in the morning was invited to a storm with Aryo, back to work stuck, where scolded again same bersukang ojeknya, continue now, the husband went home and even drunk and vomited," he complained softly, while walking carrying cleaning tools to his room.

However, when he arrived in the room, Grey did not find Vishnu in his bed, but the sound of water coming from the bathroom there. It seems, Vishnu who is in the bathroom, maybe he is cleaning his body as well.

After cleaning the dirty liquid on the floor, Grey returned to the kitchen to store the tools he carried. Then when he returned to his room, Vishnu was changing his clothes.

“Astagfirullah, Mas Wisnu kok can-can be naked like so in the room,” Grey murmured so deg-degan not karena, when at a glance the shadow of Vishnu who only wore short bokser imagined in his mind.

Grey peeked back, and it turned out that the man was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a white T-shirt, and a black boxer with a streak of ash that he wore.

Grey slowly walked in, then drifted over to the sofa he used for his bed. Grey immediately laid his body. He tried to fall asleep, but the strong aroma of the liquid that Vishnu spewed out earlier, still smelled in both nostrils.

“What's this bad smells like. That feeling I've washed my feet with soap, I still smell it anyway,” Grey murmured.

“Do I take a shower?” his inner.

After a few minutes of trying to ignore the smell of the wine, Grey finally gave up. He was forced to go to the bathroom to clean his entire body, to eliminate the smell of wine that still strong on his feet.

Vishnu who was half conscious, he woke up when he knew that Grey was bathing. He knitted his eyebrows together, as if something was weighing on his mind, and then he stepped out of the room.

“Hm, fresh also yes shower at this time,” said Grey as soon as he finished bathing.

After drying his body using a towel, Grey was about to take back his new robe a few minutes in use. However, as soon as he was about to wear it,********* and his BH accidentally fell to the bathroom floor, causing Grey to be irritated that his underwear was getting wet.

"Well!" annoyed sigh.

He looked at the dress stored on the side of the sink. "It's impossible 'to wear a robe without an interior" he thought to himself.

"There, outside there is Mas Vishnu again," his grunts. Because until now, Grey has never looked open in front of Vishnu, even to remove his hijab in front of Vishnu he never.

Grey was forced to pick up a white kimono hanging near the sink. Then wrapped it into his plain and wet body. After that, he came out slowly. Confirming the situation in the room, both of Grey's eyes looked dizzy, he was astonished because again and again, her husband disappeared from his room.

“This golden opportunity, Mas Vishnu again disappeared?” murmured Grey, then stepped away hurriedly towards the wardrobe.

While in the middle of focusing on choosing clothes, Grey was suddenly startled when a hand passed next to his shoulder. And when Grey turned around, he was even more surprised, because now his eyes were immediately treated by the chest of a slightly hairy field belonging to Vishnu, which was right in front of him.

Vishnu leaned Grey on the side of the closet. Both of his eyes looked at Grey so deeply, with their two neutrals glaring at each other.

Dug, deg, drug, deg. Grey's heart beat more and more. He was made nervous by the distance their bodies were so close.

“Ma-Mas Vishnu, k-what are you doing?” grey asked so nervously, looking up at Vishnu's face nervously trembling.

To be honest, Grey was completely fascinated by her husband's above-average good looks. Clean facial skin, dense eyelashes, a runny nose and slightly wavy lips reddish.

Vishnu was still silent, with the look of his eyes growing increasingly staring in the bead belonging to Grey.

“You are beautiful today,” said Vishnu slowly, while bringing his face closer to Grey's face, until now the distance between them only leaves a distance of 5 cm only.

The breath between the two also felt like a simple one to each other. Slowly Vishnu lowered his face closer and closer and continued to approach slowly, making Grey have to hold his breath firmly.  And Grey's heartbeat was made even more pounding.

Grey couldn't stand it, he couldn't hold his breath that long. “Mas, ka-you emh ...” Suddenly, Vishnu's lips first silenced Grey's mouth, making Grey immediately round his eyes, as soon as he felt a soft, warm touch that stuck to his lips. A touch that made his heart beat irregularly.

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Seriate...

Waduh waduhhh