The Passion of Casanova
Holy and Plain Women

After dinner, the newlyweds returned to the room. Ron immediately laid his body on the bed and patted his arm slowly.

Hinted for Siska to put her head there as a cushion. Obedient to her husband's will, Siska immediately went up and laid her body beside Ron.

The woman's hands were instantly circular, as well as her feet that locked onto Ron's movements. The handsome man smelled a smile and rubbed Siska's black mane.

"Not yet?" ron asked, and Siska looked up.

He shook his head quickly. "No, Brother. We slept this afternoon." Answer the woman as she is.

"You play again still?"

And that question succeeded in getting Ron one punch right in the chest. Siska throbbed, the core of her body still hurt but Ron always teased her with fun activities.

Instead of complaining Ron just chuckled a little. "Why, Honey? You like it too, why get angry?" Tempted Ron while playing Siska's sharp nose.

"Still sick. Tomorrow morning alone," whined Siska who made Ron smile widely.

She thinks Siska will be traumatized by her Alaskan worm. Recalling how Siska's face felt tightness, and grumbled because of the size of his weapon. But it turns out he was wrong.

"But sin, dear. Refusing to ask for a husband," said Ron to tease this one obedient woman.

Siska looked at Ron with a moving bead of eyes. He slightly got up and pressed down on Ron's chest. "Yes yeah, brother. Then how should I?" He asked what made Ron laugh.

Why would he get a woman this innocent and sesuci? Frustrated, Ron cupped both sides of Siska's face and bit her lip.

"Gemes really my wife is, so want to play worms continue," said Ron with a stubbornness that does not stop.

It feels like Ron will get younger if he is always close to his wife, how not? Siska's behavior always made her laugh break.

Siska who felt pain on her lips pinched Ron's body. "I'll ask, why did you fight anyway, brother?"

Ron caught Siska's wrist. "Well, if I answer, you really want to do it?" Ron asked with his eyebrows raised with a seductive smile.

Siska thought for a moment, it was also true what Ron said. Siska pulled her hand and shook her head. "No, Brother would want to ask for something weird, yeah." Guess by looking suspiciously.

"What's weird, honey? I don't like weird, I like you."

Ron's words that made Siska's cheek again let out a red tinge. She lowered her head to lean on her husband's chest.

Talking about worms, Siska remembered her chat with her mother this afternoon. He looked up and stretched out his hand to play the fine feathers that were on Ron's face.

"Mama gave me a question, sister," said Siska opening another conversation with her husband.

"Ask what, honey?" Ron wrapped his hands around Siska's waist, in this position, Ron could feel his wife's two beautiful circles sticking perfectly together.

"That's Mama just how it feels to play worms with you."

"What do you need to answer?"

Ron gave a loud chuckle, his laughter instantly breaking upon hearing his wife's reply. While Siska frowned, what was with her mother and husband. Why did they laugh after hearing the answer. He answered with what it is.

Ron's stomach ached from not stopping to laugh, he could not imagine the expression on his mother-in-law's face when Siska mentioned that one word.

"Ish, Brother, why laugh? I'll just answer honestly, the taste of the salty Big Brother worm" Siska protested with pursed lips.

How could Ron not laugh? If you read the giggles, how are you with him hearing the plain answer from his wife's mouth.

Ron folded his lips in order for his laughter to subside, he rubbed Siska's pursed lips, advancing to five centi.

"Yes-yes I'm sorry, honey. Does it really taste salty? Is there a taste?" ron asked with a stifled smile.

"Ihhhhh, Brother!"

And Ron's laughter broke again.

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Ngothor: You've been crazy, Ron, ever since you met a wormhole?

Ron: Short, Thor. I laughed first🤣

Ngothor: Ngetawain what are you?

Ron: I'm tired, Thor. Capek Ngetawain neng encis, anyways lu Ngasih bini why is polosan so anyway? I'll be a mink, I can lizard-kadalin ntar.

Author : Rejeki lu, Ron. The fruit of patience ngladenin si python sableng, I love the good and good.

Ron: Well, if so, can you not?

Ngothor (Udah mangap)

Neng Encis: Want to add a baby, do you want Alaskan worm soup? (Suddenly Nyamber)

Ron (Dreaming)

Ngothor : Ron, this one I didn't follow ye🏃

Neng Encis : (Bring cleaver)😤😤😤

Ron (Nelen spit)