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"You sure you shouldn't sleep?"

To the many times and not bored, Indri shook his head lightly and smiled soothingly. "It's okay, Indra. I'm not sleepy yet. You can sleep first."

Indra was one hundred percent sure: Indri must have known that they-should-be had slept together. The man did not want to force Indri into their room right now, but he was still surprised because at this late night in the rain, his wife even wanted to watch it. On the carpet in their workspace facing the big window, Indri was very comfortable sitting there and watching the rainstorm through the window glass. The part that Indra did not understand: what could be seen out there in this state of the night?

"Sleep first," said Indri anxious because Indra continued to stand next to him and looked at him irritatedly. "I must have gone to sleep when I was sleepy."

After a few seconds, Indra finally moved out of their workspace. There was the sound of doors opening in the next room.

Indri also felt somewhat guilty - thinking that Indra was angry because of him. The woman curled up nervously and stared at the dark night outside the window, confused as to how.

That was before Indra suddenly came again and immediately wrapped her in a thick blanket. "Want to stay up late but wear a nightgown" she grumbled. "At least, don't worry me. You can get sick."

Under a blanket that covered up to half his head, Indri's cheeks warmed up. Both of her arms involuntarily hugged themselves that time wearing only a nightgown. "Thank you."

Indra sat down cross-legged next to Indri and faced the woman. Their distance is less than thirty inches. Indra supported his chin so that he could freely look at Indri's face with all sour. "You need to sleep now."

Indri tried to cover up nervously and kuekeh stared at the window. Among the earth's scent mixed with rain, he now even inhaled the faint pine scent. "I'm not sleepy yet."

"What if you're sick?" Indra's turn began to be anxious and irritated. "Don't stay outside like this."

"But it's still warm enough here."

"Our room is much warmer."

"But he's very vulnerable to pain."

Successfully, Indri's face warmed. The woman covered her head with a blanket to hide it. Both of his arms hugged his stomach. "... won't."

It felt like Indra was holding the woman to their room, but the man did not want to involve coercion. He tried to understand Indri's reason, but never found it. He watched the woman deeply. Indri still did not want to look at him with half of his face hiding behind a blanket. Seeing Indri staying here and watching-whether anything-out the window, Indra also could not do anything. The man exhaled slowly, then lay sideways next to Indri and closed his mouth.

Instantly Indri looked at him confused and anxious. "You don't need to ...." The woman was silent when she found Indra who was really sharp and flinch. He touched Indra's arm carefully, no reaction. He watched the man's regular breathing. "... is he asleep?" ogre. Indri slightly shuffled to freely observe the quiet sound of Indra. It was like catching a hidden fatigue that was finally replaced with a slick on the man's face. Guilt instantly ambushed him. Just like that, Indri's interest in the rainstorm completely disappeared.

Indri stretched a blanket on his body to cover Indra's body, then went to lie down and right facing the man. Only fifteen inches away because Indri wants to feel the breath of Indra that immediately warms his face. Indri suddenly felt at home observing the appearance of the man's face from this close distance. Just like that, Indri's interest was shifted to Indra. His eyes did not blink as if he wanted to carefully record every inch of the man's face. Indri also realized that her husband had a face that was so masculine that perhaps was valued by many women - and it was true.

The first time, he became jealous in him when he recalled every woman who had ever approached Indra. The first time, Indri did not like it because someone wanted to melt Indra's concern for him. Indri very rarely feels jealous, but why now he really wants the man in front of him present and is here for him alone?

However, the depressed feeling disappeared when Indri accidentally looked at the thin lips of the man. Instantly he remembered: it was only he who had and always touched the lips with full feeling. His heart was pounding, but it felt very comfortable. His face was warmed no longer by Indra's breath.

Just like that, Indri was moved to retaliate even though his face was increasingly blushing. It very carefully inched closer and uncovered the blanket that was somewhat blocking it. Indri nervously intercepted her falling hair strands and almost touched Indra's cheeks. Just as nervous, Indri lowered his head and closed until he could feel his lips that softly kissed the man's lips. It was a light touch, but it felt like a small sting that increased his body's energy. Sensation that Indri always liked.

Rush away and for a moment make sure Indra does not wake up, Indri immediately lay down and inching closer. His face was deeply buried in the man's chest, but it was even hotter, especially when he could feel the heartbeat of Indra. Indri also did not understand why he was that brave.

In the next silence, Indri's nervousness receded. Now replaced drifting as long as his face was comfortably immersed in Indra's chest and could feel the heartbeat he liked. His two arms carefully moved and grabbed the man. More overflowing and warm contents of his chest when he could feel the man for real. His palm could feel Indra's back muscles that he had always liked. A faint breath of air was felt at the top of his head. Indri felt he needed nothing more. Being able to hear the beat of life and embrace the man she loved was enough. The woman was lulled, then fell asleep peacefully and soundly.

In the ensuing silence, Indra opened her eyes. The man did not sleep at all. He deliberately pretended to sleep to make Indri give up, but he even got more than that. Touching his own lips for a moment, Indra still felt the sweet apple and fragrant orchid left there. Indra did not feel nervous at all, it was more unexpected that Indri did it while he slept. He then observed Indri who was embracing it. Indra could not help but smile amusedly and kissed deeply the head of the woman. At least, the tricking worked. Ngidam Indri moved from enjoying the rain to touching himself.

Very carefully as if the supported is the most vulnerable ceramic rupture, Indra woke up and held Indri in his decapitation. Her palms felt the skin of the woman's arms being slightly cold, as well as the back of the knees being hotter than normal temperature. When he stood up, Indra had carried Indri's body until the woman's head leaned comfortably on her shoulder, then took her to their room.