First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
22. Mal Practice

Firda is a very intelligent student, he learns well and can practice it with ease. When Firda toyed with his lips, Bujang's hands have explored everywhere and Firda no longer had time to hold Bujang's hands so as not to be naughty.

Seeing Firda who had been carried away, Bujang again gave a lot of ownership stamp on Firda's chest. Unknowingly Firda's mouth sighed, then quickly closed in embarrassment. Bujang laughed without a sound.

"Do you want to make it in your stomach?"

Firda.

"Don't! I'm afraid I can't hold it until the reception" Firda said, because she knows what she's feeling right now.

The entire surface of his body was like being infected with electricity, his blood was also rustling. It felt like he did not want to stop and wanted to feel even more but was still afraid.

"I can try to make it around the neck, brother, right?"

"Don't just go somewhere else, Brother-chest for example!" Bujang has opened his shirt button.

Not really Bujang, cook undressing yourself. It should be Firda who opens, let it be rich' Eda and Serkam Bolat that. Can Eda who undress Serkam, bang Bujang do not watch anyway? It doesn't know.

"No, that's another time, Bang. I want it in the neck."

"Then, it will look the same Abah and Umi."

"Cover, dong! Tell me you're biting a dracula." Firda has returned to the body of Bujang already like koala animals that find eucalyptus trees in the view of the Sahara, Bujang can only be resigned as a practice material for Firda.

If the romance continues to ask and answer, guaranteed not high voltage. Like Bujang now, his already high desire when giving a lot of possession marks on Firda's chest returned to the normal point.

Firda began to become a female dracula that is still training, the boiling point of Bujang rose again. It's like a roller coaster, Bujang's desire is made Firda

Aaaah, Bujang wanted to immediately pounce and devour Firda, but he tried desperately to hold her back. Firda is still having fun exploring Bujang's neck. Not want to move to another place, but there is something more fun than the neck.

"Fir, dong! Brother can't stand it if you're long on Brother's neck." Bujang growling to resist the increasing desire, Firda immediately stopped sucking Bujang's neck.

"Bang, turn on the lights? I want to see my work." Firda was about to move from the top of Bujang's body, but Bujang held him back.

"Don't! Tomorrow morning we will see the results, and now we go to sleep. You're driving brother crazy, Fir."

Bujang hugged Firda tightly, returning to taste the sweetness of honey from Firda's lips.

Because it continued to be held three nights, finally the lava exploded by itself.

Bujang released the unification of his lips and hugs on Firda, then hurriedly moved to cleanse himself and ablution. If you immediately take a big bath, Firda worries about asking a lot, he can be embarrassed.

Not yet the time Firda knew those very sensitive and personal things.

Firda observed Bujang who came out from the bathroom wearing only a sarong without shorts like that, but Firda did not have time to ask because Bujang had brought his body into his arms.

"From tomorrow, try to wash your clothes first! Do not let Umi first as usual, you just continue." softly Bujang voice told Firda from the top of his head.

Firda who was calming her heartbeat while in Bujang's arms raised her face.

"Umi's too early to wash, Bang. I'll finish it anyway."

"No, we're husband and wife. Whatever underlying brother married you, it's no longer need to be questioned. Abah said, indeed the fate of your soul mate with you must be like that. So, there will be things for the husband and wife that should not be known by others, even though it is the parents themselves.

Tomorrow Brother wake you up so you can wash first before Umi huh?"

Firda nodded, his head back in a dab of Bujang's neck. He likes the distinctive aroma of Bujang's body, making Firda can convince that this is not a dream

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"Well, Umi's daughter-in-law is getting more diligent. Can be more loved by the husband." Umi seduks out of the room after dawn prayers.

Firda himself before dawn prayers had grinded his clothes, moreover there were wet pants that Bujang wore last night were in a basket of dirty clothes. Bujang asked to be washed immediately.

"Yes Umi, let Bujang bang love Firda and immediately cast the shadow of the bahenol from his heart and mind." Firda chuckles.

"Indeed Hamish is still talking about the Roses?" ask Umi carefully.

Firda.

"No, just his name is also a prospective wife, would still be thought of. Firda would not want if the heart and mind bang Bujang still to the brother of the Rose, even though Firda is wrong anyway, Mi." Firda.

Umi rubbed her shoulders slowly.

"Hamish can't be like that, believe the same, Umi! You, why still call it bang Bujang? His name is Hamish, cool, right? That was the name of Umi's dream long ago."

Firda chuckles.

"Yes, Mi, because people call Bujang, so go along. Later Firda try to call him bang Hamish."

"Printers. Help Umi make rice luduk ya!"

"Ready, Umi."

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Bujang accompanied Abah to walk around the housing complex after the mosque all morning walk.

"Tumben you wear rich clothes' gini, Mish. You sick?"

Abah feels strange because Bujang wears a Hoodie jacket made from T-shirts to the mosque, usually Bujang always wear Koko clothes and subordinate gloves pants or gloves only like Abah.

Especially after coming out of the mosque, Hoodie hat is sheathed in his head while the coffee is held only.

"No, Bah, just change the style." Bujang reason.

"When the weather is not cold or rainy, is there anything you can hide, Mish?"

"Nothing, Bah. Hmm, we don't have to remarry, do we, Bah?"

Bujang diverted the conversation, it seems he forgot that Ustadz Syukur is also the head of the KUA where Bujang yesterday will do ijab qobul with Roses.

It's just that Bujang and Mawar were about to be represented by other officers, so when Abah asked Ustadz Gratitude to marry Bujang and Firda that night it did not need to be repeated again. Bujang only had to take care of re-administration related to the change of the bride.

"Don't switch the conversation, Mish! The clothes you wear like we are in the foothills only, or in the rainy season. Strange you know. Was there a former practice mall last night?" abah's laughter almost exploded.

Last night Firda's screams were heard coming out because at the same time Abah was checking all the windows if it was tightly closed.

Since Bujang got married, he quickly entered the room. Home from the cafe is also afternoon, usually at nine or ten o'clock new night until home. Abah could have guessed what was going on in her son's room.

"Well, don't be so clear, Bah! Shame." Bujang's face flushed red, fortunately it was still morning so Abah could not see his face.

Abah chuckles.

"From now on, you've got to put up with the shame, Mish. Women at an age like Firda's shame veins are again stored somewhere, the more you cover people will be more curious."

"Well, it's dong, Bah! I'm still confused, how to go to the cafe with the many signs of the mall practice as Abah said earlier."

Abah is getting cackled.

From adolescence is only Abah a true friend of Bujang because his two sisters are girls.

Bujang believes more in his brother to tell what disturbs the mind than with others who can be feared will not be able to keep a secret.

"Yes, just put that shirt on! If it looks like your employees, let it go. That's a sign that you also experience the nights like other newlyweds, other people's time. You can too."

Bujang was silent, in his heart he confirmed his brother's words.

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