
"It's not a race tau Kak, anyways we just got married, they've been married three years more, we've only been one month," I said when Brother Zayn said that he did not want to lose to Arsen who had managed to make Kimmora pregnant.
"Yes, too, but I won a point from Arsen." Brother Zayn smiled proudly.
"What?"
"He's a four-month virgin husband, I didn't score a goal for a month."
"Basic men! It's even the same as football."
"It's important to score, Ra."
"Nyebelins."
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We arrived at the apartment at sunset. Being so sultry, I decided to take a shower first, while Kak Zayn was again glued to the sofa while staring at his phone after getting a call from someone.
Until I finished taking a shower, Zayn was still busy with his laptop and cell phone.
Earlier, he said he was impatient, in a hurry to get to the apartment, now even busy with his world again.
Tired of waiting, I chose to dress up, while trying some lipstick I had bought while stopping by to buy cookware for Kimmora.
Don't forget I took some photos, for social media posts.
"Beautiful my wife" said Zayn who suddenly hugged me from behind as I took the picture.
"Son Zayn bothers me."
"You're doing it on purpose and let me not do the work, right? You think I didn't pay attention to you."
"What the hell, sister, I tried my new lipstick again."
"Here I taste." Brother Zayn almost kissed my lips, but I managed to hold it.
"Stop! Don't break my make up, otherwise tomorrow-tomorrow I don't want to groom and make Kak Zayn again."
"Yes, the others I can still enjoy." Brother Zayn began to kiss my neck, his hands crept into the vest I was wearing, and removed the hem button that was behind the vest.
After all the buttons had been removed, Brother Zayn carried me and took me to the bed we had never used for love. Then Brother Zayn took off all my upper clothes, and he also took off the upper clothes he was wearing.
Our upper bodies were equally exposed, then Brother Zayn again kissed the neck and last two beautiful hanging chewy hills, devouring it greedily while exposing it to the top of the skirt I was wearing.
Brother Zayn's hand then rubbed the hidden valley that is now home to Juna. Then he got up and took off my triangular cloth and also took off his own pants.
Until finally, I could see clearly the original form of Juna who was towering upright with his arrogance. Brother Zayn widened my thighs and prepared to lead Juna into his house.
Along with Juna trying to get in, I was shocked by the ringing of my phone. Brother Zayn who had almost succeeded in making Juna enter suddenly also nagged because of the noise of my phone.
"Deady, very disturbing, Ra." Brother Zayn again tried to lead Juna.
Then, I grabbed my phone to turn it off, but the name of the caller that appeared made me undo the intention, and chose to answer it.
"Yes hello, Ma."
Brother Zayn who seemed to be upset, instead forced Juna in violently, and once a blow, Juna managed to break down the door of his house.
Reflexively, I covered my mouth and nose with my hands so as not to make a sound because of Juna's behavior.
I did not concentrate because I heard Mama's voice crying, and what I saw was Kak Zayn's annoyed expression that now managed to make Juna enter my body, then move his hips back and forth.
"Quiet, Ma. Speak slowly do not cry, I do not hear," I said after successfully relaxing my body.
Brother Zayn who was upset, now even stopped pushing Juna in and out.
"Grandfather went to the hospital, and now he's critical, Ra," said Mama, to my surprise.
"What?"
Wasn't Grandpa okay, and was staying at Kak Arsen's new house. Why suddenly critical?
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Good day, today I have 3 chapters,
While chasing Babang Arsen.
Babang Arsen is not yet up, because I have not typed too.
If afternoon is not up maybe tomorrow yes 🙈🙈
Wait for the notification aja gaes 🙏🙏🙏
I want to continue the country first 🤗🤗
See you again 😘😘😘