First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
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Returning from the mosque Hamish went straight to the room to wake Firda who could be sure if he was still sleeping well.

"Fir, it's noon, wake up, pray first!" Hamish patted Firda on the shoulder slowly, tidying up the black mane that covered his wife's forehead and then kissed her softly.

Firda's lips formed a small smile at being treated so sweetly.

"A little while, Bang! Five meniiiit aja," he replied while hugging a bolster pillow.

"His phone is lowbat you know, do you not want to take him to campus? Let it be the same with Gita and Sisil."

Hearing the word phone, Firda immediately opened both of her eyes.

"Where, Bang, I've missed him."

Hamish laughed silently, hearing the word cell phone instantly wake up.

It turns out that the nature of God created man that everything must be imitated with gifts.

Just as if heaven did not exist, would man worship?

"At Abah's house, later before leaving for campus we stopped first. That's why shower and pray!" tell Hamish to pat Firda's thigh slowly.

"Abang just play the word, not just play the tongue, uh." Firda laughed, Hamish could only shake his head slowly.

If it wasn't in his father-in-law's house, Hamish wouldn't know what would happen next.

Firda woke up from her sleep straight to the bathroom.

He wanted to take Firda away on vacation, but his savings almost said goodbye. Holding a walimah up to twice made the Hamish pouch really scream, taking the finances for the Hamish cafe operation did not dare.

So he had to resign not using a holiday or honeymoon, both in the room with Firda alone it was much more this.

People don't have money that is.

Bagas and Deni's father who were sweeping the courtyard cleaned up the remains of the party last night were startled by the arrival of Sisil and Gita who were too early.

"We made a promise, Bang. We arrived early in the morning, and had breakfast. The ribs are still there, right?" sisil asked slightly whispering to Bagas so that Deni's father would not listen.

"She, the galangal, will you?"

"Ish, brother, keep jutek, ntar if singles for life how? Honey is it cute but single, or want to follow the trail bang Bujang? I was just meeting a soul mate."

Hearing an ugly prayer from the mouth of the Gita, Bagas glared.

"What's different about your future husband? It's old too, isn't it? Suitable for both of you who keep chirping, already there don't bother me!" Bagas continued to sweep it, Sisil and Gita were still ants standing watching Bagas clean the yard. In the eyes they both Bagas look more cute when seriously paddling broom stalks, where his lips conical funny again. So want to be in Iket.

"Git, if Bang Bagas wants to be with me, I'd be willing to let go of Ryu's bang."

"Huh, why? Are you sorry you accepted the old man's proposal?"

Sisil clucked, but Noah was also the same old but why Gita had to use the old word.

"That number, you know. I'm sure he's a lot of his girlfriends, and I don't know how many women have received his fight. And I don't know who I'm at."

"That's how it was, we weren't born yet. Does he know he's gonna propose to you? You're wasting energy thinking about things like that. Don't dream bang Bagas glanced at us! Let alone now we have become the wife of others, yesterday we are still single bang Bagas indifferent to us."

"Yes yes, Git, but we are not ugly very, why bang Bagas do not like."

Gita rolled her eyes panted, why is Sisil so cute.

"Because of us the smell of fishy bang Bagas already know us, Sil, so he does not lust.

Gita and Sisil just went straight into Firda's room, they both forgot Bagas' advice yesterday afternoon that should not go into the room of a married couple. Fear of seeing things that are not worth seeing.

For example, now, Firda who just finished performing dawn prayers is standing in front of a closet door that is wide open just by wearing an underware, he said, he was confused about what to wear to campus later because some of his clothes were at his in-laws' house.

Firda is just an ordinary woman and from ordinary circles as well, so don't imagine she has a lot of clothes.

Seeing her two best friends coming in, Firda panicked. He immediately looked for the towel, but he forgot that the towel was in the bathroom. He was praying just wearing a bathrobe.

"Wo wo wo....Crazy, why does your whole body get such a permanent stamp? Your husband is hot too, huh? I want to get married quickly." said Sisil while walking around the body of Firda which is no longer possible to cover because Gita had thrown the bathrobe placed on the mattress.

Sisil forgot what he said about Ryu, you abege. It is not clear which words he can hold.

Gita counted the kissmark marks on Firda's chest and stomach, her lips clucking while shaking her head.

"You should not seem to mind at all when married to Bujang, but not at all...You must be flying around every day, huh?" Sisil still had not shifted his gaze, but Firda had hurriedly grabbed the shirt so that his body would not continue to be seen by Gita and Sisil.

"You two have no manners, just play in and out. Can't you knock on the door first? What if Bang Hamish and I were being friendly?" spray Firda judges on both.

"Normally so too, after all we had seen the Bujang bang out so we entered.

Uh, Fir, how's it feel?" Sisil asked kepo.

"Yes, the story of the story!" The standby Gita sits on the bed preparing to hear the story of Firda's first night.

"What to tell?"

"It feels like, Fir, let us both get excited about the wedding in a little while. You and we both don't know them, because our mouths finally you know for yourself. We forget that the Ryu bang and Noah bang are not Bagas bang if in the gombalin just link his eyebrows and then shake his head." said Sisil, sitting next to Gita who nodded his head in agreement with Sisil's words.

"Are you sorry you accepted their proposal?"

Gita and Sisil looked at each other, and both of them raised their shoulders.

"The one who accepts it is our parents, not us. Yes, it's life if indeed the soul mate will get married, if not... At least we also have nothing to lose, the phone is in the hand. Cooking will be asked again, it is not possible. Think of it as a substitute for savings money drained from betting on yourself."

Gita's still bringing up her savings, you stingy base.

"Sometimes there is doubt, Fir, yes if Ryu bang is like a soft-looking Bujang bang on the outside hot on the inside. What if he was soft on the outside and soft on the inside?"

Gita and Firda looked at each other, what does it mean to be soft on the outside and soft on the inside.

"Don't be weird, Sil, what does that mean? I'm the one who knows what's soft." Firda sneered, remembering in her mind when her husband's property drooped withering after being used, unknowingly Firda chuckled to herself.

"Cih, who already knows everything, sombooong.

Uh, Sil what was that soft outside and soft inside? You guys haven't dated, what do you know? Don't tell me that Ryu's bang already showed you."

Sisil immediately glared.

"His tongue, your mind must have gone everywhere? You pervert, tell that Noah to marry you so you can feel what Firda feels."

"If I marry you, don't you marry me?"

"Well, let it be good if we talk because we both already know" said Sisil by nudging Gita's shoulder.

Gita immediately bit her lower lip flirtatious imagining...Hayoo....

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Not updated yesterday, sorry! The regular...Pancaroba this makes the condition of the body like...Take care of health all ya😘😘😘