AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Meeting [Warning !!]

His long legs stepped quickly, the longing felt very dusty.

His lips clenched, but ... recalling what his father-in-law did made Agam smile too. By the way, he could be a little closer to Berli's father.

Deg, stay in the room he was going to, opened slowly. Uh, the new door's locked. Of course, I have no duplicates.

"I should have asked Dad for a duplicate key" he murmured.

Thinking, thinking.

He leaned his body against the door of the room.

"Oiya, doctor Rita," there's an idea. I called Rita's doctor.

"S i a l, not lifted," he wrote.

Mr. Dirut paced in confusion.

Wanting to knock on the door of his son's private room, but scrapped. In his son's room there were many women. Agam felt it was inappropriate to see Dr. Rita without Linda.

Then call Dani's doctor.

"I'm in the hospital, sir. Accompany Uncle Setyadhi."

Dani's response was unsatisfactory. Agam was forced to go down again to meet Berli's father and ask for the existence of a duplicate key.

Arriving below, quiet. Berli's father is already in his room.

Did Agam have to knock on his in-laws room door?

Well-mannered?

Mr. Dilemma.

"Did I just break the door down? Later Linda woke up dong," Agam confused.

And Agam did not realize that in the other corner of the room, precisely in a room near the door to the kitchen, a pair of eyes were staring at him. Staring at the movements of Agam while swallowing saliva.

It's perfect that man, it's worth thinking LB forgives him if the original form is like this. The shoulder was firm, and the perfect body shape of Agam made the body of the spy heat up.

Agam style put both hands into his pants pocket looks very elegant, like a professional model. Agam's move and his whole charm is really tempting. Lie, if there is a woman who is not attracted to him.

He felt lucky to be working in this house, at least able to enjoy the perfect good looks from close range. The real thing turned out to be more handsome than when he saw Agam on television.

He knew he needed something. As a housekeeper in this house, there is no harm if he greets and asks the needs of his master?

With full confidence, he who wore a minimalist nightgown slowly opened the door of his room. Do not forget to grate his long hair and wear lipstick, why try? Yes, it is true to draw the sympathy of his master.

He who feels himself not ugly, capitalized white skin, straight hair smoothing results, and eyebrows that he thinks have been embroidered beautiful, feel have more capital and deserve to be close to the Director of the HGC.

Because working at home LB who is a beautiful artist, he argues if the appearance should be beautiful. Another term, he also wanted 'ngartist.'

"What can I do for you, sir?" His style when asked was so elegant and wooden.

Agam was surprised, glancing for a moment while frowning.

"Who are you?" Then turn your face.

"I'm a housekeeper in this house," he replied, then stole a glance at Mr. Dirut's bo ko n g that made him beat.

Seriously, this assistant seemed to have to watch out for. His heart and his heart are very suspicious.

"Oh, what a coincidence, do you know where my wife's room duplicate key storage is?" ask, without looking.

"Oh, I-I don't know, sir. I have only been working in this house for two days, sorry because I can not help you," he said politely, while bowing and slowly sniffing the fragrance of Agam's body that came out, and it disturbs his mental and moral.

LB, you're very lucky to get the HGC Director. If I were an LB.

He who is too PD fantasizes to the point that he is not aware that Agam has gone from before him.

Where is Mr Dirut?

He was shocked, so quickly did Agam leave?

"Sir, sir, Mr. Agam," he called.

The woman whose confidence level was very high was looking for Agam. On the first floor he did not find Agam, then settled into the second floor, down every room. Result, nil. Agam not found.

Is it possible that Mr. Agam has entered the LB room? Tidy up, clearly still looking for the key. His inner.

He, staring at Linda's room whose light was dim. His eyes look translucent. Then imagine again, if he were LB, his life would definitely not be this heavy.

Then he returned to his room and hoped his fate would change after working in this magnificent house.

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Where is Mr Dirut?

Apparently, Mr. Dirut is in the yard next to the house. Looking over there, into the heart's room. Intend to climb up there and enter through the window.

Agam did not mess around, he turned out to seriously want to surprise Linda. As a former member of BRN, climbing the building without a safety he once did. This is just a two-story house.

Small, small.

Tap, tap, tap.

Bak Spiderman, Mr. Dirut began to climb, looks skilled, his body like light. There is no obstacle. Now his feet have crossed the window frame, peeking in there like a thief. From the curtain slightly opened, he saw it. His heart immediately beat.

'Shelves.'

With his skill he pressed against the glass, and broke the glass without any meaningful sound. Then slowly opened the window slot, his hand twitching on the loter. Linda's room window was not attached to the trellis. This makes it easier for Agam.

Hap.

Agam jump. Now it is in the room with an elegant kneeling position, resting one foot on the knee, and the other foot on the floor like a super hero. Precisely like the standby start position of the runners. Regular luaRRR.

Stand up, open your shoes, then settle into the nightstand. Is it impossible to get close to Linda before you clean up? Agam stripped his clothes in front of the nightstand.

No, thankfully Linda is still asleep. Then grabbed her towel and rushed to the bathroom.

After performing his evening worship, Mr. Dirut to there, riding it. It means to climb the bed. Please don't think that way, why? Because the clock on the wall already showed at 03:00 in the morning.

Smiling looking at his wife. Two weeks behind, Linda changed. Just turn beautiful. Increasingly ....

🎶Smooth and .. sexy🎶

Sighs, can he touch that? He stared at the area. The area that rises and falls along Linda's sigh and exhale.

It's exquisite.

Mr. Dirut approached, his hands were shaking, seriously this was very testing his adrenaline. Tap, his hand is already there. Slowly caressing her, swallowing her saliva and her eyes that blinked many times.

How'this?

Sir Dirut can't stop his hand. Wants to keep it here, and caress it. Don't forget the other important points.

Whatisit?

Yeah, correct. Mr. Dirut's body has reacted, even from earlier.

Since when?

Ever since he saw Linda.

"Enh ...."

The owner responded, Linda moved, but .. her eyes were still closed.

Just sleep, baby .. I will not wake you, Agam hoped in his mind.

Enjoy my mischief, he continued.

Then the mischievous hand slowly revealed Linda's top pajamas. Agam felt himself very m e s u m. But ... this is fun.

After all, this woman was halal to him. Now I've locked Linda up. Confine the sleeping woman with her wild eyes.

Sorry baby, you must be surprised, her mind.

Agam sniffing Linda's hair, scented shampoo. Looks like it just took a shower this afternoon. Smoothed cheeks, scented baby powder. Looks like Keivel's powder. Want to bite Linda's cheek right now, but ... impossible, right?

Now, her eyes are staring at that, at her red lips. Slowly dihidu.

Deg, Agam gurgle. It's scented fruit. Sure, Linda must have just eaten that dried fruit sweet.

Sa-sayang .. I want to m e n c i u m you and enter your beautiful dream, may I? Ask in the heart.

Then Agam answered his own question.

Of course you can, you're my wife.

Agam's eyes closed, slowly and surely his thin lips landed there, anchored, then moved.

Linda.

The woman was in a dreamland.

Someone touched her gently, Linda knew this was a dream, but .. This beautiful dream felt so real, that it made her reluctant to wake up.

The touch now turned to his cheek, there was a warm breath he felt. A gust that swept his face and neck. Really, this dream feels very real.

Now, Linda feels that something soft is touching her, playing around and teasing her.

And the woman was tempted, she was enjoying her dream. Balancing the game of Mr. Dirut in his dream realm. Linda did not realize that what happened was actually a fact.

Agam happy when what is being snatched responds and resigned.

Do you think this is a dream? Geez baby, you're careless, if the one who did it wasn't me, how? While enjoying it, Mr. Dirut assumed.

Ohh ... dream, please don't end soon.

Ohh ... dream, please don't let me wake up.

"Uhm .. mmm ...."

Linda's fantasy is carried away to the real world. Mr. Dirut in the fog, Linda muttered sounds sexy.

"Ohhhuk, uhhuk."

The link was so terrible, Linda to cough, but ... Linda's eyes are consistent, still closed and wandering in the dreamland. Agam smiled, rubbing Linda's lips that b a s a h.

Deg, Mr. Dirut is running. In a state of slumber, Linda's fingers flicked down the chest of her field, Linda even hugged her tightly.

Hold on, shit, not now, not now.

He tried to calm his soul. Forced to hold Linda's hand which almost crossed the line. Crossing the seat belt.

Geez baby, you m e s u m.

Agam smelled a smile. He was also impatient, but for Agam related husband and wife in his religion has a very noble purpose. He considered that this activity is not only satisfying human life, but also must be a medium in order to build household integrity.

I don't want to rush, I want you to be impressed and like it. By the time I m e m p e r k o s a mu, you are already suffering dear. In return, I will look forward to the most appropriate time, said Agam in his mind while pulling Linda's body and holding her.

After forcing Linda on that day, in addition to regret, Agam also turned out to learn a lot. According to him, this husband and wife relationship is a physical activity as well as psychic. Complexity will involve feelings, verbal language, body language, there is also a dimension of worship and medical.

"Assalamu'alaikuum, dear ...," he whispered, slowly. Linda did not answer because she was still asleep.

"It's so dark."

Agam stared at Linda's face without blinking, his hands going into Linda's pajamas, not knowing what she was doing. Then set your breath to fight something that until now still seems excited.

Then the man shifted his body and put his head there, hoping to sleep as well as baby Alf.

Sure enough, the aroma in this area is like a reed perindu.

Incline, hump.

Slowly the eyes closed little by little. And ... sleep in his warmth.

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Linda's alarm went off, as usual she turned it off. Five minutes later it went off again, and was turned off again.

"Wait, w-what is this?"

Linda felt her legs and hips squeezed by heavy objects.

He opened his eyes, then suddenly a head appeared under the blanket. Who is not surprised to try?

"A--."

Linda's cry was blocked, Agam smothered Linda with his lips. Again, the aroma of mint and dried fruit sweets re-integrate. Exchanging flavors, exchanging ptialin enzymes.

Linda didn't expect Agam to be home so soon, it was a real surprise. Linda pours out her longing, she resigned.

But ... somehow Linda's tears suddenly flowed. Slowly dripping and wetting the hand of Agam who was cupping his cheek.

"Why dear? You're not happy I'm home?"

Agam wiped Linda's tears and looked at her closely.

"Huuks, why so suddenly?" tanyanya while sobbing.

"I'm sorry if you don't like it, I'd like to surprise you, El."

"Huu .. huuu ...."

"Darling, something's wrong? What should I do so you don't cry, hmm? Do I have to be on fire or rolling around maybe?"

"Not funny," Linda said as she hit Agam on the shoulder.

"Hahaha, yes I admit to losing funny to you. You're funnier, El." While landing a kiss on Linda's cheek, and a smile.

"What do you mean by Mr. Agam?" Sip his tears.

"Night there is m i m p i b a s a h" said Agam.

Deg, Linda's down.

"What-what?!"

Those clear round eyes were all over. Linda was remembering last night.

"Have you remembered?" ask Agam.

Linda's cheeks blushed.

"Hahahah," Mr. Dirut laughed in satisfaction.

"Not funny!" sangah Linda while pushing Agam's chest.

And that's when the Adhan dawned. Both are silent, and do not do any activity until the adhan is over.

"I want to get up, I want to pray" Linda said. He slipped. In fact, originally intended not to tell Agam. Upps, Linda shut her mouth.

"Have you prayed?" Mr. Dirut pretended not to know.

"U-already," forced to be honest, after all been caught red-handed.

"Alhamdulillaahafemore. Means ki---."

"I-I'm not ready, sir. I-I'm not asking now yeah, I-I'm not gonna," Linda pulled away. Hiding under the blanket again.

'Printing.' Agam poked softly Linda's forehead.

"Hahaha, I mean, let's pray the Fajr prayer dear, what do you think, hmm?"

"What-what?!" Linda shy. He thinks of the no.

"Well, let's wake up, baby." She pulled out the blanket and held Linda.

"Sir, down! I can do it myself" Linda protested.

"If spoiled the husband should be grateful darling, do not refuse."

Finally Linda gave up, wrapped her hands around Agam's neck, while looking at the face she missed.

Agam turned out not strong for a long time stared, he stepped quickly towards the bathroom. Linda gurgled, she smelled a purplish scent.

Sure enough, Agam sat Linda on the side of the sink. The breath of Mr. Dirut hunts each other.

"Mm-Maga ki - -."

"MHNH ...."

Be late. Linda is helpless. The connection happened again. More p a n a s than the previous two scenes.

Which one does he say doesn't want to rush?

In this case, someone broke his own promise.

Mr. Dirut's hands are so skilled, opening one by one Linda's buttons.

Deg, Linda's heart almost jumped when Mr. Dirut led his hand there, which is to the border area protected by a seat belt.

"Maga .. don't do it now, please ...." Lirih Linda's.

"But I want you, I miss you, baby ...."

"Please, Maga .. i'm so scared, I'm not ready."

"Hm .... A-pa who's scared, sa-honey?"

"Yo-yurs is t-too b-big, i'm afraid it's not enough."

With a trembling voice from holding back the embarrassment, Linda was finally honest.

"W-what's! All right, I got it, honey," murmured Agam while smiling and holding back laughter from feeling funny with Linda's confession.

"Ji-if you're not ready, I'm not going to force it, after all I don't want to do it here. I want to get that 10 per cent in a special place. L-agreed?" whispered Agam.

Linda nodded slowly.

"Mmm, will you help me?" whispered again.

"Bo-can ...," Linda replied.

But ....

"Mom LB, again in the bathroom huh? Keivel didn't want to drink milk at the pacifier," a nun's voice that did have a duplicate key and could enter Linda's room at any time.

"Yes, tung---." Only then Linda will answer that Agam has given the code.

"Ssttt, please serve me first, later Keivel," whispered Agam.

"W-what?" Linda's dilemma.

Keivel first?

Or Agam first?

Whoever it is, please advise Linda in the comments.

...~Tbc~...