She's my Ex-husband
65 DMS

Mila was lulled with the touch by touch that Elgar was emitting. Although it was still day, but both of them were already very excited to pick up the second night. Noon or night, it makes no difference because the same makes both bathed in sweat with a stingy breath.

The cold AC can not cool the burning turmoil in both. Elgar lifted up Mila's body, carried her and laid her down on the bed full of flowers.

They looked at each other and kissed. The sound of lips clashing filled the room. When the lips are still working to provide pleasure, their hands do not want to stay still. Disarm each other one by one the body barrier and throw it in any direction.

Tok tok tok tok

Elgar didn't care about knocking on the door. He who is currently enjoying the peak of semeru suddenly pura deaf. All he knew was to climb and continue climbing.

Tok tok tok tok

"El, something's up."

Elgar cares at all, he sucks so hard that Mila can't hold back his legitimate.

Tok tok tok tok

"Sir, there's a guest."

Elgar clucked in annoyance at the unrelenting knock. With a frustrated expression he ruffled his hair violently.

"Wait a minute." He said slowly and then kissed Mila's forehead for a moment. Elgar got out of bed, picked up his clothes on the floor and put them back on.

Elgar came out of the room with an annoyed face. His facial expression was already like wanting to eat people, making the art that knocked on the door tremble in fear.

"Ma, sorry sir. There's Mr. Aden downstairs. He said there's something important to discuss with sir."

Elgar cursed, making the art in front of him tremble with fear. In the room, Mila could hear the art speech.

"Send him to wait a minute."

Elgar came back in, about to take off the new shirt he was wearing but it was canceled. It turned out that Mila had returned to wearing her clothes one by one.

"Yank, how have you been used again?"

"There are guests."

"Yeah, just Aden." Elgar approaches Mila, kisses her again and gives Mila a chest massage. Instead of getting a welcome, Mila pushed Elgar's chest until their pawn came off.

"El. Meet him first."

Elgar clucked irritably and slammed his body into the bed just like that. His head feels throbbing if the desire that has been changed sweet potato is not channeled and even told to mending.

Mila sighed. Elgar's attitude has changed a lot, but for matters of bed, it turns out the same, has not changed. Still raging if not served.

Mila sat on the bed, grabbed Elgar's hand and held it. "Aden it's again work, as a boss, show your professionalism. The time he was told to wait for us again. Mending if the cepet is finished, if long?"

Inwardly, Elgar confirmed the word Mila. But again, what he felt, how to know Mila. Holding back like this is not easy. If forced to work, it will also not focus.

"Let me have a special love. You like me up there?" Mila blinked one eye. Hoping that her husband would melt with the lure of his lure. "As much as you want how many rounds, I'll pass."

Elgar's eyes sparkled for a second hearing it. It sounds worth the pain of the pain of being forced to hold back.

"Now meet Aden first, after that we continue."

Elgar clucked slowly, as ogahan smoothed his appearance and came out. In the guest room looks Aden who is busy with lap top in front of him. So focused was the man that he did not realize the arrival of Elgar.

"Hem, um."

Deheman Elgar realises Aden's whereabouts. The teary-eyed man immediately stood up and lowered his head politely.

"Prince Sir."

Elgar sighed, he was not in need of saying good day or good life. All he wanted right now was his business with Aden quickly finished.

"What's looking for me? Disturbing people who want a second night." Asked Elgar in a very stern tone of annoyance..

"Night?" Gumam Aden. The man looked at the outside door. "Isn't it still afternoon sir?"

"Like to call it."

Yeah, yeah, that's the boss. I like to call it that. Basic newlyweds. It wants the night to go on.

"What's wrong?"

Aden sat back down, opened his briefcase and pulled out some files that Elgar had to sign.

"There are some files you need to sign. I'm forced to drop off now because tomorrow I'm already angry at Bali."

Elgar breathed a heavy sigh hearing the word Bali. All his wild fantasies while in Bali one by one began to fade.

His face was immediately tangled when I mentioned Bali.

"How do you like to laugh at me anyway?" Silently, Elgar noticed the look on Aden's face that seemed to hold back laughter.

"Well, no sir." Not wanting this issue to be extended, Aden sought a diversion. "Sit Mil, uh Mom."

"Call Mila, I'll call you usually." Mila said with a smile.

"Don't smile yank. Singles when smiling a little like beper." Said Elgar while reading the file.

Aden and Mila to gawk. Surprised, Mila could tell that smile even though Elgar's eyes were staring at the sheet of paper in his hand.

"We're working in my work space." Take Elgar to stand up.

"Good Sir." Aden immediately cleaned up what was on the table.

"Can I come?" ask Mila. Curious also she with the appearance of her husband's workspace. He did not know space by space in this house.

Elgar nodded and grabbed Mila's arm. The three of them walked towards Elgar's study, which was also on the first floor.

"The Miss." Say hello to Aden when they cross paths with Miss Dirga.

"Jiang." Sahut Bu Dirga's. "Where are you going?"

"Ma's job, there's a little work" replied Elgar.

"You're going with Mil?"

Mila nodded.

"You don't need to be intilin mulu your husband. This part of the house, who wants to worship." Mila bowed in shame because of her in-laws.

"The name is also bucin Ma. I want to keep on cunning."

Mila immediately glared while releasing Elgar's hand in his arm. He pinched silence Elgar's arm to vent his frustration because her husband even followed her bullies.

Ms. Dirga is ringing. As a person who had also been a newlywed, he could only understand.

"Body mama pegel, how about we go massage?" take Miss Dirga to Mila. He was sure that his son-in-law was even more tired. In addition to a day with a busy event, he was sure if all night would still have to be bubbling with Elgar. The red mark on his neck that he saw earlier in the car is strong evidence.

"By Ma, come on. Mila's body is also pegel pegel." Mila moved her head to the right and left while twitching her shoulders.

"It must be because her husband is ferocious" said Aden.

"Ngatain me you?"

Aden quickly shook his head. He thinks Elgar didn't hear, but he was wrong, damn it.

"Yes, come on" asked Ms. Dirga.

Elgar held Mila's arm while glaring. Can his wife usually want to leave after the promise to continue again with the lure of the lure as high as the sky.

"No Ma, Mila is not to be invited. Let El massage him later."

"There's Mila more and more pegel if you're the massage." Sindir Bu Dirga while holding back laughter. He's not a kid, he knows what a disgusted man looks like, that's all. And the end of the end, even made more and more pegel.

"Come on Ma, Mila get the bag first." He let go of Elgar's hand and walked quickly to the room.

"But yank." Exclaimed Elgar who still did not want to be left by Mila.

"Already El, Mila tired, need massage," said Ms. Dirga. "You're at home all guarding the Saga."

Aden held back the laughter. I don't know, it feels good to see his boss suffer.

Elgar and Aden head for the study. The discussion of work turned into bad luck for Aden. How not, the boss was innate angry mulu even though it was just a little wrong.

While Mila and Bu Dirga were enjoying a massage at a salon and spa.

Elgar saw the clock in his hand, Aden had come home from earlier, Saga was also awake but was cool playing his new toy. But Mila, until now has not seen the trunk of his nose.

Elgar picks up the phone, calls Mila to get her to come home. His little brother has not slept since. It was frustrating and unable to sleep. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately expressed his heart

"Yank, too long? chepetan go home dong. Mine's craving, don't want to sleep before entering the nest. I can't stand it, hunt dong home."

"It's El's mama."

Glodak

Elgar's phone fell off. His body immediately limp, embarrassed to the sweet potato because it turns out his mother who answered Mila's phone.