First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
27. Selling Sweet Dreams

"Astagfirulah... Hamish, you..." Abah until can not say anything to see the look of Bujang very messy.

Just wear the shirt upside down, the sheath is also messy. Umi had to put her five fingers to cover her face because she was embarrassed to see the behavior of her eldest son.

While the cause Bujang out with a disheveled appearance actually laughed out loud on the porch of the house.

Abah, Umi, Ryu and Noah can estimate what happened in the room. For Bujang pride milestone untested strength has drooped withered when Firda said his work is still not good.

If it still stands challenging, it can be more ledekin himself.

"Sorry, I forgot!" Bujang was about to turn around again to the room, but Ryu immediately held him back.

"Look easy, Bro! We understand, the name of the newlywed." she said chuckling, Noah laughed at Bujang's appearance which reopened his shirt to be reused after his position was correct.

It was not that Ryu and Noah stopped his laughter, instead his voice grew louder and louder. Abah who was about to step into the house so closed because he wanted to see what was laughed at by his two friends.

"God willing, Hamish... You really became a guinea pig for Firda huh? Why would...Ah, nevermind! I want to go back to youth again." Abah shook his head as he stepped in, letting the three adult men pierce each other. Bujang is definitely the subject of bullying for Ryu and Noah.

"Mish, where's your wife? So want to know how it is? A calm and slightly pious Hamish can be used as a guinea pig as Abah said earlier." Noah turned his head inward, but there was no sign that the young woman, who he said had suddenly become the wife of a Hamish Maulana, had no nose.

"There is in the room, it is not time you see him" said Bujang had finished fixing the position of the shirt he was wearing.

"Mobile." sneered Noah.

"When we came here to meet your wife, not his year in umpetin.

Uh, Mish, you and she don't know him before unless he hangs out at your cafe a lot. After you marry her, can you be so friendly? How's it going?" Ryu curious.

Because there is no history in his extended family who married because of his case like Bujang, if there is a matchmaker. That's also his age is not too far apart.

While the different ages are far from equally liked, so it is not a difficult case if directly executed.

"It's a domestic secret, if you're married, I'll tell you."

"Still a long time, our soul mate is still not visible. You know, instead of introducing your wife's two friends to us you said this, that's how it is."

Noah was very interested in both friends Bujang's wife.

"Both of you are not lacking with beautiful female friends and career women, why ask to be introduced to teenagers who make headaches?"

Bujang forgot to fix the folds of the scabbard, it was like a frog who played with a pet bird just wear a slanted glove next to it.

"That's exactly what, Mish, we both wanted to repeat the story of our predecessors who married teenage girls and they were also in office. It's all because you made us intend that way. Yeah, Noah?"

Noah nodded in convincing Bujang.

Bujang looked at Noah and Ryu in turn, he thought for a while and began to set up a strategy on how to get two adult men who were single because they were picky to meet with Firda's two friends.

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Bujang looked at Firda who was already sound asleep, probably because he and his two friends chatted long enough so that Firda was tired of waiting and finally fell asleep.

I don't know what time Firda opened his eyes lazily, but he could confirm if it was still very late.

Only Firda felt strange with his body, like something tickled amused but felt delicious. He closed his eyes again, feeling another very thrilling sensation but he did not want to stop feeling that sense. Very scrumptious.

With eyes still closed his hand felt the pillow next to him, where Bujang usually put his head there. The pillow was a little cold a sign Bujang had no sleep next to him. Both eyes were suddenly rounded, Firda quickly wanted to wake up but uh, wait a minute!

"Bang, what's your brother doing?" she asked a little nervously with a heart that skipped between shame and I don't know...Not believing what Bujang was doing, such a thing never crossed his mind.

"Did your brother bother you?" asked Bujang without raising his head.

That voice, it sounded different. Bujang continues to give wet, soft and thrilling touches in the area...Firda closed his eyes again enjoying the taste....

Imagining what Bujang has done he is very embarrassed, but that sense...Firda wants to continue enjoying it and on and on.

He could no longer think of a reception that stayed another week, he could not remember that tomorrow had to go to campus. What he felt at this moment was a taste he had never tasted, more delicious than when Bujang gave the ownership stamp under his jaw. Even much more delicious than when the lips are united with Bujang lips.

Firda bit his lip because there was something about to roll and explode, but Bujang raised his head. Firda was disappointed.

Firda pulled the blanket, she realized that her body was wearing nothing. Since when and how can his clothes open and why he was unconscious.

"The gate did what, and I ..."

"You must know what you're doing, your body can't lie, Firda."

"But ..."

"Abang can't wait until next week, you keep fishing Brother, Fir."

"It hurts?"

"No, the least is also a little. It wasn't like that anyway..."

Firda covered her face with a blanket, she could not imagine how embarrassed she was. But that feeling he wanted to enjoy more than think of embarrassment. Without waiting for an answer from Firda, Bujang began to adventure again exploring all the areas that were halal for him.

Until Firda screeched as something was forcefully barged in, Bujang quickly silenced Firda's mouth with a palm.

"Don't be so loud, Fir! Ntar Abah and Umi wake up."

Firda immediately removed Bujang's palm from his mouth.

"sickness, Bang? Brother said it wasn't sick, but you lied."

"Sickness for a while, ntar out of pain a little surely afterwards no. Hold on a second! " Bujang nodded his head to convince.

Firda bit the end of the pillow, why didn't it hurt when Bujang was still playing there when he jolted awake.

Now it hurts so much, where is the delicious taste like that?

"Bang, sick, dong! I'm yelling, aren't I?"

"Don't! Diiikiit again..."

Firda not only felt pain and was torn down there, he even felt the pain to the heart.

Firda hoped that the surge of pleasure that almost exploded was present again, but there was absolutely nothing. All he felt was pain, knowing like this it was like he didn't let Bujang do it.

It turns out Bujang sells sweet dreams, Firda pouts to see Bujang who has withdrawn from his body.

"Later to make it like that so that you are not sick, Brother rest for a while" said Bujang while adjusting his breath that is still heard hunting.

Firda glanced at Bujang who was staring at the ceiling of the room with a recumbent position. Although the atmosphere of their rooms nuanced dim, but they can still see each other. Not pitch dark, caused by the light from the air conditioner in let light up.

"You're not the only one who's sick, Fir, you have a sick brother too. But maybe not as sick as you, sorry because you are not strong enough to survive."

Slowly Bujang got up from his sleep, grabbed the holster at the end of the bed before shaking off the blanket and covering his body which was also plain like Firda.

Firda did not want to waste the opportunity. Although Bujang moves very quickly to cover his private area, Firda can still see it at a glance.

Firda giggles.

"So rich' that's the shape, but how did it hurt so much? I guess...."

Bujang immediately flicked Firda's forehead.

"It wasn't like this, tomorrow night you can see it and feel it. You want to clean yourself up first!" Bujang rushed into the bathroom.

Do I have to peek? The door in the lock, right? I'm curious.

Firda was already getting ready to get up and was about to move in search of her sleeping pajamas, but her lower body felt back pain as she moved.

You're a weathered bachelor, because of her I'm not a girl anymore. How's nih?

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