Her punishment

I can't believe that Abi follows me to enter my room. I sit on my bed and try to dry my hair while looking at him. I took off his shirt on my body and put it on the nearby table.

"Can you tell me about your outfit? I have told you to take care of yourself?" Abi is locking the bedroom door.

"What should I do? I am at my own house, and I am not going to mosque with this outfit. It is useless to talk with you when you ignore me half of time," I complain to him.

"Can you listen to me as your husband? Can you at least think of our family reputation?" Abi is telling me sternly. This is the first time for me to hear him raise his voice.

"Bi, you come to my house and follow me to my room, and you get angry to me. Why? I just want to check my beloved motorcycle and run back to my room. after all, I did not naked to roam around in my own house!" I am stomp out toward my wardrobe and open it up to get my blouse. I took off my white tank top in front of Abi to vent my anger.

Abi comes to me and push me to the wall before crushing my lips to vent his frustration. He really did not let me off while his hand take off my bra until it falls down on the floor. He traces down his kisses down toward my breast which poke out freely.

He plays around my breast and nipple which make my mind numb and arouse it with his mouth. He sucks and bites my nipple which already hardened. I already burn with passion inside my body.

I opened his clothes with my tremble hand until his pants fall down on the floor. He take me to the bathroom where he put me up into my bathroom sink. He vents his anger to me inside the bathroom. This time, he plays a little bit rough when he did it.

"You have to remember this. YOU ARE MINE AND NO BODY CAN SEE YOUR BODY OUT THERE!" Abi is whispering on my ear which I answer with a loud moan with his name. I even scream when he makes me reach the top of satisfaction. I really can't feel my knee any longer when he moves faster than before to release himself inside my body.

He is taking off to the shower cubicle to turn the hot water for our shower. He carries me to the shower cubicle before step into the shower and hug me tightly. At least, I can relay on his strong body to support my weak legs.

"Ras, can you promise me not to show your sexy body like that? I do not like other people look at my wife body," Abi is talking while resting his head into my shoulder while he hugs me under the warm shower.

"Can you also promise me not to yell at me and do something rough like that to me?" I make amend with my husband after I pat him on his hair. I never feel so happy with his jealousy toward me.

"I will. Do not move, babe. I am tired," he closed his eyes, and I can hear his regular breathing on the shower room. I can feel something happen in his work which make him rush out from the airport. He must settle everything in the quick manner, so he can take his day off for his wedding.

I let him to enjoy the blissful time with her husband under the drenched of hot water. I did not dare to move while he catches up his sleep when I can hear the knocking on the door. I tries to wake him up slowly from his small nap.