C11 Red Mark

11. Red Mark

The corridor looked deserted, only a few people sitting there. Because the location of the operating room was at the end, it did not bother the doctor who was focusing on his work.

It had been almost two hours.

The three of them sat waiting with their own thoughts.

Rama, who was sitting between the two, continued to hold Mesya's hand to strengthen and provide support.

Meanwhile Rifki continued to think about how to keep Rama away from his wife. Honestly he did not like to see that man continue to hug his wife who looked weak from sadness.

Until then, Mesya's stomach growled loudly.

Rifki and Rama immediately turned their attention to her. Mesya looked down in shame while holding her stomach.

"It looks like your girlfriend is hungry, why don't you buy food from outside," Rifki suggested with a sly grin. He hoped Rama would leave soon.

"You hungry, May?" Rama's gaze probed.

Mesya nodded slowly hiding her blushing face.

"Okay, I'm going to the canteen to buy food for you." Rama stood up and immediately left, leaving the two of them still sitting in silence.

"Rama."

The man stopped and turned back.

"It seems the food in the canteen is not suitable for Mesya, go to Mawar Street, there is someone selling delicious croissants."

Rama frowned. How could her boyfriend's boss know better than him. He shrugged, then walked away.

A moment later it was out of sight. Rifki laughed with satisfaction in his heart, the road in question was quite far from the hospital. Rifki smiled as he glanced at his wife. "So affectionate, until the husband was ignored," Rifki chuckled without taking his eyes off.

Mesya who looked down immediately glanced. Then came closer and pinched her husband's arm.

"What are you talking about." Mesya glared in reply shyly.

"Yes, that was earlier. Both of you held hands and hugged," he said lightly while playing with his eyebrows.

"That's because he doesn't know about us." Mesya spoke while pouting, making Rifki excited.

"Hemm … someone is calling 'us'." Rifki chuckled when Mesya's pinch continued to point to her stomach. Rifki was happy because he managed to melt the tense atmosphere on his wife's face. Rifki pulled Mesya and hugged her tightly. He felt a soft swish in his chest. The gazes of the two collided. Rifki almost brought his face closer if Mesya did not block it with her fingers.

She was embarrassed when a nurse came out alone pushing a table on wheels. "Not here, Rifki. It's not good for people to see," Mesya said shyly.

An excited Rifki immediately grabbed her sharp nose. "So, if it's somewhere else, is it okay?" Rifki whispered immediately while blinking. His chest suddenly heated up at the thought of their last night together and could not help but want to do that again.

"Geez, you're a pervert!" Mesya stretched her arms then sat away. Her face blushed again remembering her husband's treatment.

"I'm serious about this." Rifki came closer and touched her hair gently.

Mesya, who knew that refusing her husband's invitation was a sin, finally nodded.

"Come on, now."

Mesha glared.

Rifki stares in disbelief. "Wh-what do you mean?" Mesya asked feeling ridiculous.

Rifki laughed then grabbed Mesya's hand and took her away. "You'll find out later."

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Not far from the hospital, Rifki and Mesya arrived at a three-star hotel, the atmosphere was quite quiet. With masks on each of their faces, the two walked down the lobby and approached the receptionist.

Rifki showed his cellphone and said that he had pre-ordered through the application. It did not take long for the key to come. The two of them walked quickly to the top floor.

Rifki did not waste the opportunity. While waiting for the food order via the application to arrive, he carried Mesya bridal style and dropped her on the soft bed.

Their bodies shook due to the friction of the spring mattress with the weight of their bodies.

Rifki looked deeply at his wife, then brought his face closer so that his position was just only a few inches from Mesya's face.

Both of their body temperature began to rise as the breath was felt on each other's faces.

Mesya, who already knew what it would be like, chose to close her eyes.

Apart from being shy, the man always dominated in a way that always managed to make her fly. Feel the first experience of exploring paradise on earth.

For a moment, Mesya, who did not feel any movement, opened her eyes. Her eyes twinkled cutely when she saw her husband just staring deep while resting on one hand.

"Ah, you sucked." Mesya rolled away, embarrassed at being stared at.

With a quick movement, Rifki took her hand again and hugged her tightly. "Let me enjoy your beauty," he whispered hoarsely, suppressing the desire that kept filling his mind but was taking time to complete.

Mesya took a deep breath. If they were in the room too long, of course Rama would be suspicious and most likely, her sister's surgery would have been completed. Mesya buried her shyness deep. Seeing their faces so close to her husband's seductive pink lips, she could not help but squish them. Took a sip and felt their lips intertwine and share saliva.

Moreover, Rifki's position, which began to confine her, made Mesya feel a strange tingle that made her body react differently. Longing for warmth and satisfaction from their owners, united in enjoying their hot romance.

Rifki, who felt a tingling sensation, surrendered when Mesya was forced to dominate by moving more agilely. Swerving and groaning, touching important parts until the two of them fight each other to reach the top.

For almost an hour, both of them a

were still engrossed in enjoying the sea of

love by changing styles. Until they finally moaned to the top together.

"Thank you darling." Rifki kissed the two mountains of twins that were presented in front of his eyes, while looking at the red marks he had managed to put there.

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Two hours later, Rifki and Mesya returned to the hospital. Rama, who was left alone, stared in wonder at the two. "Where are you guys from?" he asked coldly, especially looking at Mesya's intertwined hands, left and right. Like something is being hidden.

"We …." Mesya said nervously because she was not good at lying.

Meanwhile, Rifki looked relaxed with his hands in his pants pockets. "Earlier we had work to do. Right, Mesya?" Rifki glanced at his wife who was embarrassed, then sat right next to Rama.

Meanwhile, Rama himself felt strange with the behavior of the two. "You're not lying, are you?" he asked casually, looking at Rifki and Mesya alternately. Strange thoughts came to his mind. Too suspicious to see his girlfriend's reaction.

"Uh, y-yeah." Mesya stammered with her hands twisting her bad sling rope.

Rama smiled then took her hand, inviting her to sit beside him. "Okay, I believe you. Come here, sit down and eat, you said you're hungry." Rama handed her a paper bag containing food he bought.

Mesya herself looked at Rifki who smiled while pretending to play with his cellphone. Saw some messages about his job as president director. Mesya was actually very full, because Rifki had been forcing her to eat some menus. However, because she did not want to make Rama suspicious, she finally forced herself to take a croissant and ate it slowly.

Meanwhile, Rifki started to think about finding a house for Mesya. By looking at some of the properties viewed through his cell phone.

Deliberately looking around the road he used to go to the office to make it easier if he had to go back and forth through it. And he smiled when his choice fell on a two-story house that was not too luxurious but seemed cozy and modern, also complete with the furniture in it.

Rifki smiled ignoring the two people who seemed to be sitting in silence, until the red screen above the operating door turned off and the doctor came out with a slight smile on his face.

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Her big sister was in surgery, but her little sister was having fun. But Rifki was also the one who could not get closer to Mesya. If it did, he just turned on.

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