DUREN ANTIG VS WIDOW ANTIG
DUREN ANTIG VS WIDOW ANTIG 43
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The lips of the two have collided with each other, even both rummaging through the contents of the house of the mouth of both. The hand of the husband is not silent. He began to travel starting from stroking Risma's arm. Rise again until it reaches the shoulder. Heading down the neck and down. His hands felt the road start to climb and the right hand came to the hill. Slowly, he began to feel the chewy thing. He held it, then took it off again. Grip again, and take off again. Until his fingers reached the top and played there.
Risma's body had started dancing with a touch from her husband's hand. Risma looked at Reyhan with the same fog of passion. Her breath hunted and her lips felt numb after the husband let go. Just staring. That's what both of them are doing right now. But because the husband's right hand did not stop guerrilla, melodious singing came out of the lips of the wife.
Reyhan smiled at his wife. With a sigh but sure, Reyhan invites Risma back to dance. Start with mellow music and last a while. After that, Reyhan improved his dance movements a little quickly and the music turned into jazz. Both of them enjoyed every move that the husband created. Dance after dance successfully passed until changing music with a faster rhythm. Blow them through after Reyhan transforms himself into a DJ. Choose songs that have a faster rhythm to them. After that, Reyhan ended the dance and beat the two with rock and roll music that made Risma's breath deflated. The two mentioned each other's names after making it past the peak of their dance. The breath of the two hunted, but the lips of the two smiled lovingly. A lovely afternoon for Reyhan and Risma. They eventually went through several phases of rhythm from the mellow to the rancid. From classical music to pop and rock and roll.
Brucks. Both fell down tired.
“Thanks dear” cup. Reyhan kissed his wife's forehead with love. He saw his wife was helpless because he took to dancing tirelessly.
“Sama-sama Abang” replied Risma whispered because her power had been completely drained by the ferocity of snakes that had long not jiggled in her nest.
“Sleep” Reyhan gently stroked Risma's face.
“Let's bablas, Bang. Darent again ashar” replied Risma is still soft. Reyhan smiled. This was what he never received from his wife before. Only the pleasures of the world without ever remembering the afterlife. That's the picture of Reyhan and his wife first. Now with Risma, Reyhan hopes to embrace both.
“Let's wake up. Brother is not sleeping. Promise” says Reyhan calms Risma down.
“Don't say promise, Bang. But Insha Allah” Oghed Risma with eyes that almost closed.
“Hehehe. Yes, Sweetheart. Insha Allah” said Reyhan chuckled at seeing the wife who had almost lost consciousness, but still wanted to remind him.
The advice of the ulama’ alim about life in the world. In fact, it has often been made songs by some people or music groups. One of them is popularized by the Nasida Ria group.
Work for your world, as if you live forever. Pray for your afterlife as if you are gone tomorrow. Trying while doing’a is what you have to do. Don't just stand idly by, expecting Rizki to come
by oneself.
As Reyhan said earlier, that he did not sleep. Risma sailed out of nowhere. Reyhan covered his wife's body with a blanket and she took a bath after she recovered. While waiting for his wife to sleep, he opened his phone and saw the work he was supposed to finish today. But because he wanted to accompany his wife to consult, Reyhan asked Bagas and Isabel to reschedule whatever is left behind today.
His cellphone reads and Bagas' name is on the mobile phone screen.
“What's up?” ask Reyhan without further ado. But that's Reyhan's style when he's at work.
“There is an invitation from company Y. For us, it means me and you” is clear.
“What way? If it is not important do not have to” replied Reyhan firmly.
“Biriday ceremony. You should come with the wife. I will also take my wife. This client is an important client also” explained Bagas so that his boss did not do the wrong thing.
“Hust?” ask Reyhan lazily. Especially having to take his wife.
“Why? Objection?” tanya Bagas is already a fashion friend.
“Huh. I was lazy to see another man's eyes looking at my wife. Surely she will be very beautiful later” complained Reyhan.
Everywhere, the so-called arrogant man must be possessive. Haduch, not in the masterpiece, not in the work you read, possessive all.
That makes me possessive, too, Bund.
I am jealous of Bund. I really am, baby. How the hell?
Lah, the situation itself is possessive, why is it wrong mother who makes the character?
Know ah bund. This is me again the same phone Bagas, do not disturb first napa? Just ajabikin I'm happy, now it's been biin sesel. Mother of nyebelin.
Watch out for you Rey, don't make blood cry later you're at the party. Haha.
Continue to chat Bagas and Reyhan. Don't mind Reyhan who's a lashbug.
“Where the hell? Out of words, what to say?” tanya Bagas was annoyed that she was just left behind.
“Ngot anywhere Brother. Disturbed by mother. I was cuekin. How are you?”
“I'll definitely give my wife the best performance. I want to show you that even the woman I have is the prettiest one of my own. And I'm the most handsome version of my wife”
“We leave together. Shopping is also the same. Let my wife have her friend”
“OK”
“What are fussy kids?”
“No. They're resolved. Not making a tantrum like usual”
“Good”
Call disconnected. Reyhan looked at his sleeping wife. He got up and approached the bed. He crouched down and looked at Risma's shady face.
“I love you. Love you so much” Reyhan peeping his wife's forehead dear.
“Whatever happens later, I hope we stay together through all the storms that come. If we meet before we hold the status of widows and widows, will we mate too?” ask Reyhan lirih. Her hands faithfully caressed Risma's smooth cheeks.
“Meeting you is the meeting I remember most. Loving you is what I love most. Protecting and making you happy is the thing I have been most passionate about in my life. Because I met you, I took back three of my children. Because I love you, my children get love from you. Because it protects and makes you happy, the people around us will be happy. You are the source of everyone's happiness. I Love You My Wife's. Former widow antig. From the former antig” widower Reyhan again kissed his wife's forehead and giggled afterwards. For some reason, at the end of his feelings, he remembered the nickname Bagas gave him and his wife. Finally yes it is, he said at the end of the sentence revealing his heart. Ruin the mood, right? Or even make more greget?
Sorry about Reader. This party is actually full of fun scenes. But it has been rejected three times continuously on the grounds that there are adult scenes in it. Though Mother made it already with a fancy language so as not to be flashy and vulgar. Though again, the more vulgar and blatant many but still get away with it. Bayangin snediri syik fun Reyhan and Risma well?
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