Like a secret code that was allowed to remain safe. Hendra dared to stare at his wife now.

"Sometimes, people need privacy. We can only judge for ourselves when others need to know or not. And I'm not the type to push for these kinds of things. I believe that you have a reason and it's enough". Aruna explained.

"Maybe this is one of the reasons why I like you. You're simple". Hendra felt proud to love his girl.

"Really? Hehe". The husband's statement of love was only replied with casual laughter.

"Does it mean I also have to give you some privacy? I shouldn't force you to know what's inside your heart?!".

"Don't be burdened! Just sleep here. I'll sit until you rest". He deflected the statement.

And this girl dared to touch Mahendra's hair. She moved closer as she rubbed. A movement of stroking her husband's hair which wasn't much different from the way she stroked Kitty's fur, Lesmana family's fat cat.

"I just realized that apart from blue eyes, it turns out that your hair is dark brown. What a unique blend. No wonder many actresses and journalists are chasing you". Aruna looked at her husband's face who was starting to fall asleep.

"But it doesn't make you chase me". Hendra seemed delirious. He didn't see the expression of his woman. This girl froze when she heard Hendra's words.

In the next moment, the man disappeared under his sleepiness.

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"Hen..". Aruna had forgotten something.

This girl tried to wake her husband who was fast asleep in an uncomfortable position.

"Hendra.. Wake up..". She tried to disturb the man's ears, nose, and eyes so that he found consciousness.

"Hem…". Hendra stretched and dazed.

"Come up here.. You can sleep in my bed". Aruna asked, a little surprising.

"There's no need. I'll stay here".

"It's okay.. Look! It's wide.. Enough for both of us. Moreover, I'm small".

"I might bother you.. You're sick". Aruna didn't care. She forced her husband to come up, pulling the body of the man who was nodding off, surrendered.

"If it's like this, can I lie down now?". This girl got closer to the man who was looking for a comfortable position.

"Hmm yes…". The man ended up hugging his wife from the side, the way of sleeping that he liked the most. However, since Hendra was so sleepy, he wasn't so conscious to understand.

"Hen.. You have to hold my pulse right..". This girl helped his weak hand to find her pulse.

"Oh.. Right". He fell asleep again.

"Are you really that sleepy? I still want to talk to you!?". Aruna's words weren't answered. Hendra was quite tired. He hadn't rested properly since yesterday.

"So, my friends will come tomorrow. Can they?".

"Hen.. You're not listening to me??". No answer.

"Hen.. Wake up..".

"Yes..".

_This is important. He has to know right?! Rather than making a fuss again_

"Wake up..".

"Wake up please..". Aruna had bothered his face but there was still no response.

This little girl began to be a little brave.

She knew that his man liked something. Maybe he'd wake up right away with the slightest touch on his lips.

Yes! The logic destroyer touched her lips against the man's mouth.

"Hehe.. Handsome". She blushed due to her own behavior.

But this person hadn't felt it yet.

Her caresses on the hair, face, and lips were useless.

Her decision for the third time was no longer touching his lips. The girl tried to be a little brave. She was drugged by something. Either the sweet treatment that her husband had given her since she was in the hospital, his handsome face, or the way he promised to give her freedom.

Aruna bothered her husband's lower lip.

She kissed Mahendra's lips shyly: "So it's like this when he steals my lips".

_This person has a big body but his behavior is like a child_

The recipient of the somatosensory sensation began to blink. Hendra sensed sensational experiences from pressure, temperature, and even the tingling caused by touch.

[The somatosensory system is a sensory system that detects experiences called touch or pressure, temperature (warm or cold), pain (including itching and tingling), and proprioception (sensation of muscle movement)]

Hendra was surprised when his wife giggled at his confused face: "Am I dreaming?".

He blinked several times while still trying to understand it: _How could Aruna kiss me?! Ah, it's too impossible. In all my life, I kissed her and never even got a reply_

"No, you're not dreaming. Hehe." This woman returned to lightly kissing Mahendra's lips for a moment.

"Really? But it feels real??". This man was totally in a daze.

"Hahaha really..". Aruna laughed seeing Hendra pinch his own cheeks.

"Ah.. Whatever, whether it's a dream or not. The important thing is I feel it". Mahendra ducked to catch the lips of the logic destroyer.

"Ah. Hen… Uh…". She tried hard to push the chest of the Wenceslas Group's CEO.

Out of fear, the husband tried to be patient for a moment. He gave a room to breathe for his wife.

"Try to be soft, I like it". Aruna protested.

The man who only had gotten a single kiss, one person kissed his partner's lips without getting a reply. It was intimate because Hendra chose to focus on how to arouse Aruna's desire to reply him. But in fact, she never responded at all.

Although some said that a single kiss was a kiss of true love. But he didn't believe it. True love had to be reciprocated.

When he found out that she replied, either in his dream or reality, Hendra lost control as usual. He wanted to dominate it.

"Soft?".

"Yes, soft. Like having a rhythm. I've seen it in Korean dramas. Dea often asked me to accompany her to watch. It seems very romantic". This girl gave an explanation that her husband couldn't understand.

"Let's search it on YouTube". Hendra got up to grab the cellphone on the nightstand.

Then the husband typed a keyword on the YouTube search box 'Korean drama soft kiss'.

Aruna felt like laughing to herself at the ridiculous behavior of her husband. However, she didn't because that face was seriously looking for and observing the Korean drama version of the soft kiss.

"Oh. You like a pretty boy kiss, huh?".

"If Dea hears your words, you can be lectured for hours".

"Maybe only girls who like this style of kissing".

"Smart-ass". (Aruna)

"That's what I think..". (Hendra)

"Have you already tried it?!". (Aruna)

"Not yet.. In all my life, I only kissed you. Hehe. Was I always rude?". (Hendra)

"What?? You??". Aruna just found out that Hendra, who stole her first kiss, also felt a kiss for the first time.

"If I can be honest, I like something like this". The blue-eyed showed a slightly fierce kiss style from a foreigner couple doing a french kiss.

"Ugh!! No!! I don't want to! I'm an Asian. I want a soft one". Aruna turned her back.

"How about after that, then like this?". The mischievous man squeezed her back while pointing at the sex scene of the white couple who did french kiss earlier.

"Ah. Hendra!!". Aruna was surprised. Her ears turned red.

"Hahaha". The mischievous man laughed out loud. He put down his phone.

"I'm going to sleep". This girl was getting scared.

"Don't be.. Come here. I promise to be gentle".

However, Aruna insisted on closing her eyes when her body was laid down by the blue-eyed.

Slowly, the blue-eyed tried new things. He slowed down his rhythm.

He gently touched her lips until finally the logic destroyer was willing to open her eyes.

For a moment, the girl was quiet, like the way she didn't want to give a reply. Until that mouth was willing to open a little, the man automatically took advantage of it. He slowly slid in at a surprisingly slow rhythm. His patience brought a sense of extraordinary pleasure.

Aruna was willing to reply. The somatosensory sensation made her heart beat crazily: _Uh.. This is how it feels to be replied_

The man squeezed the white pillow that held his woman's neck firmly. He was controlling himself.

Down there, there was a tremendous turmoil that was felt by a normal man with natural instincts.

When the logic destroyer shook the somatosensory system, Mahendra was squeezing the pillow as hard.

In the next moment, Aruna pushed his chest. The man didn't want to, but he had to be patient. He began to know his portion so that this girl could melt even though it was slow.

"Hen..".

"Hmm..".

This man was still frantically supporting himself with his elbows so that he didn't crush the woman. His eyes were not ready to let go of the reddish hue who made him crazy.

"Tomorrow my friends will come here, to visit me. Can they?".

"Hmm.. Yes..". The blue-eyed, who was afraid to lose the moment, kissed his woman's lips again. The slow rhythm repeated itself. The pillow was squeezed again.