Bridal Stain
First Night

A long haired girl, seen sitting on the edge of the bed. A bed full of red rose petals.

That girl is none other than Anggreya Mikayla. The girl who two days ago was taken away from her purity.

Grey seems to be feeling nervous, because tonight is the night of his bride with Vishnu-man who has just been holding a hundred as her husband.

Not long after, a man of tall stature, shiny black hair that was slightly wet, as well as his extremely handsome face, had just come out of the bathroom. Seen on his neck a white towel that drains. He rubbed his wet hair with a small towel around his neck, as he approached Grey, who was still sitting pensively by the bedside.

Instead of feeling amazed, Grey actually directly lowered his face deeply, when he saw the stunning appearance of the man who had the status of his age. His heart beat again, as soon as Vishnu approached him and sat down beside him.

“Why not sleeping?” vishnu asked with his soft seductive voice.

Grey widened his eyes, hearing the sexy voice of the man sitting next to him.

“Emh .. i-iya is going to sleep kok,” he replied slowly, immediately went up to the top of the mattress and laid his body on the edge of the bed, sideways to the back of Vishnu.

“Relax Grey ... Relax. I'm sure he won't do it tonight, his inner” is trying to relax.

Instead of giving a distance, Vishnu instead deliberately put his body beside Grey, even his position was so very close.

Grey's heart felt like it was discoing, as if the pauses were not careless, when one hand of Vishnu slowly coiled up on his waist. A feeling of warmth also spread throughout his body.

“Grey, why sleep behind me?” whispered Vishnu with his voice that was truly gentle stirred the soul.

His warm breath touches the pores of the neck, making Grey's body immediately crumble to feel the sensation of cold heat that makes him directly bend his head reflexively. Grey did not answer, he pretended to be asleep and firmly closed his eyes.

However, the longer, the man's hand felt tighter, as if pulling Grey's body into his deck. Moreover, the breathing that is getting longer, feels more roaring, making Grey more groggy not because. If there is a device that can detect the pumping of the heart rate, maybe Grey's heart is currently not okay, even the sound of the beat is very, very uncontrolled.

"No!" Grey rounded his eyes, feeling something hard touching the back of his butt. His heart was pounding more and more, his blood seemed to heat up, and the air felt so moving, as Vishnu's lips began to touch his neck.

“Mas, a-i ...." Not yet Grey continued his words, this woman was immediately silent, when Vishnu had confined it on his body.

The situation also felt so tense, because now Vishnu was on it, wrapping Yura's body with both hands. Their beautiful Netra looked at each other in a very close radius, even really close. With their breath, they share oxygen with each other.

“Anggreya.” Taka looked at Grey's bead so deeply. Next to his hand confirmed some strands of Grey's hair that were blocking his face.

Increasingly seen, the gaze of Vishnu seemed to hint at a desire. Grey in a clear view, what Vishnu wants at this time.

“Grey, can I ask for my rights?” her tanyanya softly, with her eyes increasingly visible, crave Grey's thin lips.

Grey can't resist. Honestly, the good looks of a man named Vishnu is really above average, his nose is really like a slide, his manic slightly bluish, even his lips are cherry red slightly wavy. And do not ask again, the skin of his face is certainly very smooth and clear like dew in the morning.

And unfortunately, instead of shaking his head, Grey nodded his head in reflex. And at once, Vishnu immediately buried his lips with Grey's lips. It made Grey even more unable to resist the touch from her husband.

The atmosphere of the quiet and slightly cold room, now turned into a heat that moved the soul, when two people were engrossed in love with each other. Even that silence has been replaced by the sound of the bed squeaking and ****** Grey which is getting louder and louder. In the end, Vishnu stopped everything. Making Grey, who was initially overwhelmed by her husband's cradle, immediately realized something that always stuck in his heart and mind. That fear enveloped his mind.

“Yeah, how is this?” inner Grey, he immediately grabbed a messy white blanket nearby, then covered it to part of his body to the chest.

“Grey, why don't you bleed?” Vishnu began to interrogate him. His eyes looked sharply at the two Grey beads, making the girl even more frightened.

Grey is silent, he is confused to answer what about the blood that did not come out on his first night with Vishnu.

“Grey, answer me! Why are you quiet?!”

Grey looked down, and without feeling his tears had already dripped down his cheeks. “I'm sorry, Mas,” is so soft, sobbing.

Vishnu was immediately astonished, his shoulders drooped, upon hearing the apology of the woman before him. “Why?” tanyanya.

“Ma-forgive me, Mas Vishnu a-aku.” Grey started sobbing, peeling tears on his cheeks.

The man shook his head weakly, he really could not believe that the newly married woman was no longer a virgin.

“Why? Have you ever been in an accident?” Vishnu tries to think positively. It's possible that Grey's hymen was torn in an accident. And if that is the cause, of course Vishnu will understand it.

But if it's for something else, I don't know. However, it turned out, the question he had just thrown, was answered with a headband by his wife.

Vishnu was getting more and more astonished. “Then, why? Who took away your chastity, Grey?!” Vishnu shakes both shoulders of Anggreya, waiting for an answer from the mouth of his wife.

Grey sobbed as he recalled the events of that time. He was confused whether he should answer honestly or lie. However, if he lied, I don't know what reason he had to make. And I don't know how long the lie goes.

“Grey! Answer me, Grey! Wh why? Is all this because of someone?” vishnu asked again to shake both of Grey's shoulders.

It was painful for Grey to accept, as his wife nodded her head again, in response to his question.

Both of Vishnu's eyes bought perfectly, and looked slightly flushed as if holding back disappointment and tears of anger. “Who ... say, Grey, who?!” the question is getting emotional.

Grey ventured to look at Vishnu's face, the face of the man who had just made him fall in love. However, the look of love in her husband's eyes was gone somewhere, changing with a glare of tempestuous anger and disappointment.

Although heavy, Greyy still felt, even honestly it would be better, Grey closed his eyes deeply, took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, and hesitantly said. “Ma-my ex, Mas."

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