
Keara put on her makeup and put on the dress she just bought this afternoon. After the maghrib prayer, he immediately struggled in front of his dressing table. It took time for Keara to perform at his maximum tonight. In contrast to Harris who only needs to wear an expensive suit and style his hair with pomade. Her husband was ready to leave a few minutes ago.
Keara's makeup skills have been trained for a long time. If he used to only use cosmetic brands at affordable prices according to the contents of his wallet, so now he can use expensive brands such as those used by beauty vloggers that he often makes role models in learning to make up. He is very deft to apply a variety of makeup tools to change his appearance so more stunning.
Harris waited patiently for his wife in the living room. While checking his work files through the ipad in his hand. Sometimes he called Aswin to make sure his assistant's job was in order or not.
After waiting for an hour, Harris could not resist calling his wife. He shouted so that his voice in the living room could be heard all the way to the room.
"Inaangg.. Come cepaatt.. We're almost late...!!"
"Sawang...!!" he cried again because he had not heard the answer from his wife.
"Yes, mas.. It's also done.. Sabaarr..!!" sahut Keara who also shouted from inside the room.
Not until five minutes later, a sound of foot clad in black heels was heard down the stairs one by one like slow motion. Harris looked over to the source of the voice. Her net did not blink looking at the woman who had just exited the room.
Harris gawking. Stunned by the beautiful sculpture that was walking towards him. Reflexes he stood up to welcome the idol. His eyes did not even blink. Until the woman stood right in front of him.
Make up women so sharp but not menor. With long brownish hair that is allowed to decompose. Her black dress is so charming. Printing the beautiful curves of the woman's body. The cleavage under her dress opens every time her legs are swayed. It was as if waving teasing anyone who saw.
"Let's go, baby, I'm ready." said Keara as soon as her body was right in front of her husband.
Long Harris was silent and did not give any response. Her net was filled with the pretty face of Keara. He can't say anything. Just wanted to see*mat his wife's red lips and damage the beautiful make up with menciu*mi all over his wife's face.
"Aww.hhh.." Harris grimaced in pain as a pinch greeted his chest.
"I'm a beautiful woman." said Harris without changing his expression of amazement.
"Deeyahh.. Aja gombal.." Keara. But he was actually covering up his grooving feelings. "Where are you, good? This is the dress I bought.. How's appearance? Is there anything less? Or my make up?"
Harris shakes. His mouth is still hard to catch. "Perfect." in short. Because there is no other description that can describe the appearance of his wife in the eyes of Harris other than the word perfect.
Keara smiled as she blushed in embarrassment. His cheeks are getting natural. The amazed look with the twinkle of loving eyes from her husband managed to make her heart grow happy.
"Let's be ready.. Harris was impatient until he screamed.. But now even bengong aja, not sat-set that." grumbled Keara to her husband.
"We sat her down to the yuk's room.." Harris squealing. He quickly wrapped his arm around Keara's waist. The other hand gently gripped Keara's upper arm. Not to forget he made his face not spaced with the beautiful face of his wife. Just now Harris was about to visit Keara's lips, but Keara was quick to anticipate the actions of me*sum her husband. Almost six months of marriage made Keara began to memorize the habits of Harris.
"Don't ruin my makeup, I'm sorry.." whiney Keara was upset. "Let's go now.. Don't macem..."
"Yes.. Yeah.." Harris looked down lethargic. His passion for his wife must be put off for a few hours. But he kissed his wife's cheek before actually running his car.
"Let's go, my princess.."
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