First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
21. Practice of Science

Isya prayer is really not khusu' for Bujang. As the priest read the verse, Bujang's mind drifted to Firda. Especially when she and Firda were lip-tinged for the first time.

Unknowingly, Bujang's lips smiled faintly.

Astagfirulah....

Bujang said Istighfar in the heart, then read Audzubillahiminasyaitonirojim bismilbornohmanirohim, keep Bujang spit softly towards the left three times so that the syaiton that seduces do in the heart and mind immediately get away. But of course not to salivate or sound, can lose the concentration of friends next door.

Trying to return khusu' by listening to what the Imam read until it is finished.

A few meters away the two reached the front of the house, Abah and Bujang saw Firda and two friends were chatting on the porch of the house.

"Is that Firda's two friends who gave us the challenge back then, Mish?" tanya Abah slowed her footsteps so as not to get home too quickly

"Yes, Bah."

"Well, have you gone public your wife? Kirain Abah is still a cat, because your mother-in-law said yesterday Firda is still hiding her status."

"No idea, Bah, maybe it's the reception soon. How could he still hide it again."

Abah nodded his head.

"Assalamualaik." Abah said his greetings kindly.

"Waalaikumussalam." answered the three simultaneously.

Gita and Sisil continued to look at Bujang who passed by without reprimanding except giving a thin smile, he only glanced at Firda who was looking at him meaningfully.

"Fir, bang Bujang run out in circumcision huh?" sisil asked slowly as he tilted his head looking inside the house.

Gita giggles.

"What's? Because of wearing a sarong? Good right? Don't bother, just pull it." Firda chuckles.

Replace Gita and Sisil who thawed.

"About having a husband, the talk continues to graze there." Sisil sneered.

"And you started. Bang Bujang wear gloves you said just finished in circumcision, it has nothing to do. Then, you two gini nights here why? We met on campus, we met tomorrow. You guys go home!" throw Firda out of his second hand.

"Why do you live here? Is it good to live in the home of in-laws? It's good to live in your own parents' house." Sisil started to provoke.

"Yes, Fir, you will be made a maid, you are told to do all the work. Keep bringing other women into this house, keep on...."

"It turns out you're talented to be an author, huh? Looks like we're going the wrong way, you think it's a lamentation story of a wronged son-in-law?" cut Firda fast before Gita says things that don't make sense.

Umi and Abah, both Bujang parents are good in-laws for Firda. Even a few days living in the house of in-laws, Firda still had never turned on the stove. Because what? He also did not know what to do, so what to turn on the stove.

Sisil and Gita.

"Not that, Fir. If you stay here, there's no reason for us to meet with Bang Bagas. Miss us, Fir." Sisil showed a face.

Firda so sorry to see the two, the sense of wanting to catch up so that his mind does not bang Bagas continue.

"If you want to see me, just go to the bank!"

"Well?" sisil and Gita asked together.

"Yes nabunglah? What do you want to do? Applying for a job? College was just yesterday afternoon, who knows meet bang Bagas."

Gita same Sisil throbbing. Bagas is not a teller or a service customer, he's an inside administration. Not meeting or serving customers.

"You quip, what money are we going to save? Mbahe Kobong's money?" Gita pursed her lips.

"Later when the reception is only a few days away, you can go home to help."

Hearing the word of the reception, Gita and Sisil were seen sumringah. It has been imagined with both of them every day to the house of Firda, if necessary stay to be satisfied to look at the face of Bagas. Thankful to be taken with her in her room. Yes dong, it is impossible to sleep with Firda, she already has a husband.

Uh, wait a minute! It was impossible for Gita and Sisil to sleep in Bagas' room. Even if possible, Bagas ngungsi to Raka's room.

"Here, go home! It's not good that I'm not bothering my husband, after all you guys are guests who don't know the situation."

"What do you mean?" Gita began to offend earlier in the drive continued.

"I'm a newlywed, why are you guys coming all night? It's time I'm with my husband, just cook so you don't know."

Gita and Sisil were getting closer to Firda, so close that they were clinging to each other.

"Indeed you and bang Bujang soan? Are you not in love? Do not love, just know not. Just know yes, cook want the hell you ditukan." Sisil looked at Firda's face which was just glaring.

"Bang Bujang my husband, he's not someone else. After all, have a nice husband to know? I told you on the campus, you're home! I can't stand it."

Sisil and Gita do not want to hear increasingly strange words from Firda's mouth, both of them just left without permission to Abah and Umi who were watching TV.

He saw Bujang had fallen asleep while hugging a bolster pillow facing the wall.

"Yes, brother, really fast sleep, he said want to teach you earlier?" firda grumbled as he walked lethargicly to the bathroom to change into clothes in sleeping pajamas.

The bujang who heard Firda's words laughed without a sound.

He's probably gonna get kissed, ckckck.

Bujang again closed his eyes pretending to sleep when he heard the sound of the door being opened.

Firda immediately turned off the room lights before getting into bed.

Staring at Bujang's back in the darkness, he was eager to feel how in the arms of Bujang who had such a large body.

Must be anget kali huh?

Unfortunately Firda still did not dare to start first, she just palpated her lips trying to get back to feeling what they were doing earlier.

Bujang turned his body slowly.

"Why hold his lips? Want that one?" tanya Bujang had brought her face closer to Firda's face, Firda suddenly gasped in surprise.

"Anybody not asleep?"

"Yet, wait for you. What did your friend do here?"

"Don't talk about them! Nondescript. It's good..." Firda had already pressed his lips against Bujang's lips, Bujang laughed.

It turned out that Firda was aggressive as well, but did not know what to do. Just stick it.

"Follow what you did!" the voice of Bujang spoke in front of Firda's lips.

"Remember, breathe as usual from the nose. Okay!"

Firda just kept quiet, starting to follow what Bujang did to his lips. The shadow of the girl's hand that wrapped around the neck of the man while kissing as they watched the romantic drama Firda follow, she also poked her hand to Bujang's neck.

When Bujang's hand began to open the pajang button hook, Firda immediately pushed Bujang's chest.

"What do you want to do? Not yet the reception, notar less greget if it's that way"

"You made a red mark on your chest, Fir. You want a taste?"

"Pengen anyway, but I'm ashamed,"

"The dark? After all, you already know the shape and size, why be embarrassed?"

"I was sleeping, so it's not bad."

"Yes, now pretend to be asleep!"

"Yes, yes, too,"

Firda suddenly Oneng, Bujang grinned.

Funny also got a baby.

Bujang started to do and make what he did last night, but Firda giggled.

"Bang, ticklish." Shouted Firda while laughing.

"Sstttt ...Don't be so tight, Fir! Abah and Umi are still watching TV."

"But amused, Bang." Firda lowered her voice.

"You just enjoy it, don't gel it how you feel."

Firda still giggled, finally Bujang sat staring back at Firda.

"Kok stop, Bang?"

"You laugh all the time, so you lose your concentration. We'll continue! Now let's talk first!" said Bujang kissed Firda's lips at a glance.

His firda is not willing if only a glance, he just stuck to Bujang so Bujang back on his back on the bed.

Firda who already knows how to express his lips began to show his abilities, of course it was not wasted by Bujang.

Bujang let Firda practice the new science he taught.

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