FORCED CHEATING
248SHAITON SEDUCTION
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As promised othor yesterday yes, this chapter love slow first 😊
Save his emotions for tomorrow, ok😉
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It was quite a hot afternoon, Rumi was awake from her sleep. His stomach was sore, apparently the worms in his intestines began to bercoplo ria. Rumi remembered about 11 o'clock Romlah saying goodbye to go home after cooking and cleaning. Rumi squirmed for a while then dragged a step out of the room. As usual, Mirza's mansion has been quiet since Azad and Jane returned home. Rumi stopped her steps as she passed through Hanson's room, wanting to take her lover to lunch.
“Owh, my gosh!” Rumi glared at Hanson, who was bare-chested and wearing only a kolor ijo. His soul was turbulent. Approaching the bed with a bad smile. “Baby,” gently rub the face of the lover overgrown with fine bristles of brownish blonde. Both eyes obscure one by one the athletic body parts of the young German. His spring fingers began to descend into Hanson's wide chest promising comfort. He slowly settles down beside Hanson. “Baby,” reload it in a smoother voice.
Gutting for a while because he felt a sensation of pampered tingling on his body.
“Astaghfirullah!” sontak got up because he found Rumi's face was right in front of his face. “Schatzi, what are you doing?” back off with a shocked look.
“Build you,” smiled without guilt, instead advancing his body made Hanson cornered on the head board. “Baby, you –“
“Stop, Shcatzi.” Caught Rumi's hand which began to creep back on his chest.
“Why the hell? People just hold on time can't?”
“Hem, but not how. You entered my room without knocking on the door first.”
“The door is not locked, yes I have entered" Rumi cuek.
Rise up trying to resist the heartbeat that is not in rhythm with his mind.
“Baby, we have lunch yok.” Hugging Hanson from behind, making two chewy objects stick to Hanson's back, Hanson's heart beat strangely.
“I want to shower first, very hot weather,” trying to escape from Rumi.
“Ok, I waitin.” even wrestled spoiled in Hanson's burly arms.
“Wait outside aja ok?”
“Although why?”
Grunt slowly, try to be patient. “Because of tandem, the three are demons.”
Rumi whipped, “ish, I've even seen your banana horn repeatedly.”
Hanson's eyes spontaneously rounded hearing it.
“And I routinely mengolosin the ingredients Mak Epot every day until your horn banana is healthy and can be hard again?”
“Schatzi, please” Hanson's face is already flushed. “I'm ashamed to hear it. That's a mistake, please we don't repeat it again” Hanson is really embarrassed. “Now you come out first yes, later I follow if you have finished bathing.” Takes Rumi a little forcefully to get out of his room. Closing and not forgetting to lock the door.
“Baby, I still remember what the length and diameter of your horn banana is!” Rumi exclaimed from outside the room and giggled to himself, as if he was satisfied to judge his lover.
“Hah! I can't even believe why I fell in love with a woman like her.” Ngedumel himself then immediately entered the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later Hanson appeared with a fresh face, Rumi greeted him with a big smile and gave the plate that had been filled with rice to his lover.
“Wow, Romlah cook a lot today” sparkle see the side dishes cooked Romlah very complete.
“I also cook you know,” Rumi take pepes mushrooms for Hanson.
“oya? Nice dong, it's new wife candidate Ahmad Faza Al-Hanif.”
Just a quick glance and start enjoying lunch.
“Shcatzi, how did you learn with Mr Haji?” Hanson asked in the middle of chewing it.
"Currently, it's just a holiday. Pak Haji again has business he said.”
“If you have finished learning, we will immediately marry ya?” smiling expectantly.
“That can be arranged, as long as you prepare a fancy wedding for me” plucks crispy shrimp and puts it in her mouth.
“Live me call Papa, he'll be here soon and we'll get married.”
Quitting his activities mengamakan biakannya, “I said a fancy wedding, not ask your papa come here.”
“Don't my papa also have to be present?”
“Terupon you! Asked what, he answered what” ketus Rumi while once again taking a stir-fry kale made by Romlah that tastes really endol and makes dikibil.
“I have a good book, just bought it yesterday. The title is the prayer woman who is a prospective inhabitant of heaven. You want to read?”
“Ntar aja deh, just wear a veil I haven't really still poking here and there.”
“Emang what is the connection?”
Rumi grunts, “please, don't keep pushy. I again learned slowly,” took the rest of his lunch and immediately got up to keep his dirty dishes in the sink leaving Hanson alone who was not finished with his energy filling ritual.
Rumi sat in the gazebo of Mirza's spacious backyard. There was a mango tree that began to flower, the breeze shook the branches of the tree. Rumi reaches into her phone from her dress pocket, she starts her chat with Jane.
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The same afternoon in a different place, a couple was filled with happiness. They are Ramzi and Sofi, happy smiles can not be separated from their faces because today their children have been allowed to go home.
“Kak, when are we going home to Jakarta?” baby Arfan's in a sofi sling, they're on their way to the hospital parking lot.
“We find the right time. I do not want you and our children to be exhausted on the way later,” opens the car door for Sofi. “Again, our child still has to check up first after this.”
Nodding faintly, “terasu Kak Ram only.”
Ramzi drove his car to the hotel, tonight would be a long and memorable night for both of them as they would take care of baby Arfan without the help of a nurse. Although Ramzi had previously searched the internet how to care for premature babies at home, it would still be an experience for him and Sofi.
“So, you sleep on the sofa, I'm afraid your big body will hurt our baby” Sofi said when they reached the hotel room.
“One time you Sofia, have I slept so?” put on a disappointed look.
“Yes, a few times that big arm of yours made me have trouble breathing. You are a great hobby to put that hand on my chest.”
Ramzi laughed at hearing that, “that I accidentally Sofia, because I like to mer*mas your chest.”
“Kak Ram!” bulging annoyed. “just in case you talk, how about baby Arfan hears it?”
“No way, he's still a baby and doesn't understand what we're talking about.” Chuckles at the annoyed face of his wife.
“Already, anyway I want Brother Ram tonight to sleep there!” he pointed to the sofa in the corner of his hotel room.
“OK, but don't ask for my help if baby Arfan is fussy later tonight.” Ramzi is half-threatening.
As Sofi hesitates at the decision she has made, she has not been able to put on a baby diaper and make the correct formula, although he had learned it from the internet, he was not too sure he could do it alone without someone's help.
“Hem, okay. You can sleep with us.”
“If I don't want to, how?” Ramzi sok selling expensive.
As soon as Sofi turned upset again, “Kak Ram could let me bother changing diapers and making milk for baby Arfan alone and no matter if he would cry because I finished all that too long?”
“Alright, I slept with y'all” Ramzi said looking at Sofi meaningfully. “But not free, there are conditions.”
Gnashing his forehead, “what?”
Approaching and reaching for Sofi's slender waist close to her body, your “ days are done right?” tucking Sofi's hair down on her ears.
Suddenly nervousness ambushed Sofi, her face red. She turned around, not daring to look at her husband. Ramzi hugged Sofi from behind, putting her chin on Sofi's right shoulder. “Tonight we will do it. Something we have long missed because of our own egotism.”
“Ta-pi b-what if baby Arfan wakes up?” Sofi suddenly stuttered so saltingnya.
“We can do it on the sofa, so that our child does not wake up” whispered softly close to Sofi's ears until Sofi's hair bristles it.”Or in the bathroom, or on the floor or anywhere, we explore this room until we reach the peak of enjoyment together.”
“K-ak, I'm –“
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The day rolled by dusk, Rumi had already entered his room. His heart was still a little upset because of the conversation he had with Hanson this afternoon at the dinner table. Hanson himself did not bother, he occupied himself with his reading books. His passion to deepen Islam is indeed worthy of thumbs up, while Rumi despite several days of studying directly at Haji Bakah but has not shown a meaningful change, even though he was a Muslim from birth.
“Heh .. “Hanson sighed as he closed his thick book, his eyes tired of reading. He reaches for the TV remote intending to watch the afternoon news, but one scream is heard from inside Rumi's room. Hanson who was worried something happened with his girlfriend immediately headed to Rumi's room whose door was not closed.
“Schatzi, you why?” look around at the room.
“Baby ...., aaa... !!” Rumi shouted from inside the bathroom.
“Schatzi ..!” Panic opens an unlocked bathroom door.
“Baby, no cockroaches. I was afraid .. “ shuddered in disdain as he rushed into Hanson's arms.
“Mana? Where's the cockroach?”
“Frank!” pointing in any direction but his face is still set on the chest of the field of the idol.
“Mana? There's no way in a bathroom as clean as this is a cockroach, Schatzi?”
Slowly raising his face, a mischievous smile rose there. “Nothing, Baby. I just know you.”
Struggled by surprise, especially when he realized Rumi's body was only layered with a towel wrapped around the chest with both smooth thighs perfectly in front of his chest.
Gluey!
Hanson desperately tried to swallow his saliva. “Schat –“
“Don't say anything,” stuck his pointy finger on Hanson's lips. “I just want to decketan same you really, that's aja.”
It is undeniable, as a normal man, let alone a former criminal play boy, Hanson was immediately ambushed by the feeling of nano nano when offered such a tempting dish.His male instincts rose, and his instincts rose, something between her thighs began to harden as Rumi's hands slit at her neck and her lips began to touch, Rumi mel**at first, had enjoyed a moment before Hanson finally realized and released pagu*n Rumi who increasingly demanded it.
“Ah, Schatzi-style. Can't do this,” rubbed his wet lips. “ini is not right” shook firmly.
“What's wrong with you, Baby? We just kiss?”
“What's the reason?” piss off. “I rejected you because I respect you as a woman, then why did you even give yourself up so dishonorably?”
Staring at Hanson in disbelief, “honorable did you say? Didn't you even force me to do it in your apartment?”
“It was! The situation is different now!” Tukas Hanson with annoyance almost reached the crown. “Do not reveal my bad past. Try to appreciate a little bit of my efforts to become a better person, Schatzi. It's all for us.”
Bullying with eyes full of disappointment, “don't be a hypocrite!”
“I just don't want to khilaf! I don't want to repeat my stupid mistakes. I don't understand your way of thinking, you used to chase me. After I was broken, I wanted you, you rejected me. Even you ran away and avoided me for weeks. Then now you are about to give up your honor!I've asked you to marry again and again, but you've always missed me for a lot of reasons." Stare at full of aggravation. "Shcatzi, what a strange woman you are!
Rumi fell silent, he was shocked to receive Hanson's line. Just this time Hanson was mad at her.
“You are weird!” it was precisely that sentence that came out of Rumi's lips to cover up her embarrassment. “I don't want to talk to you anymore!” Stepping quickly out of the bathroom straight continue until out of his room still with only a white towel limited to his chest.
Hanson gawked with Rumi's behavior, just as he walked a few steps Rumi entered again with his jutek face.
“Kok so I'm the one who left? Shouldn't you be out of here?” asked with a be*o face. “Why are you still here? Cepet go, this is my room!” pushing Hanson's body out of the room.
BRUK!
Rumi slammed the door so hard that Hanson jumped in shock.
Hanson let out a long sigh, offering prayers in his heart for God to change his attitude and the nature of his lover.
Late in the afternoon, Rumi and Hanson were not out of the room to eat. Late at night, both of them still feel at home to hold hunger until the night replaced by the morning sun both are still busy staying at home. It makes Romlah who comes every morning to work there feel astonished. What happened to the couple. Romlah feels sure something is wrong between Hanson and Rumi when Rumi asks him to deliver breakfast to the room.
“Romlah, where will the bread go?” Ask Hanson.
“You were brought to my heart, uh-excuse me, I mean to be taken to Miss Rumi's room, Mr.” Romlah emang sometimes like salfok if you have seen the look of Hanson which he thinks is very macho.
“She asked for breakfast in the room?”
“Iya, Mr.”
“Yes already, out of it I also want to make toast kayak so yes. take it to the backyard.”
“Good Mr.”
Hanson loves the beautiful and well-organized pages of Mirza House, Mirza's taste is indeed high. Almost every morning Hanson would spend time there, enjoying the morning sun while looking at the koi fish swimming in the pond near the gazebo.
“Master, here's the bread.” Romlah showed up to bring Hanson's order.
“Thank you.”
“Drink sir want tea, milk, or coffee?”
“Susu aja.”
“White milk what is chocolate milk?”
“Hem, chocolate milk looks good.”
“Dark brown what is light brown?”
Hanson frowning, “light browns that are not too sweet.”
“But young or half old young?”
“Romlah, what do you mean?” Hanson was upset too long ago, he was kayaking again invited to play quiz with the Romlah.
“So young kayak Non Arumi, if young half old kayak me, hehe ..” Romalah cengengesan.
Hanson was upset, Romlah's behavior was sometimes absurd.
"As far as you!"
Romlah even laughed with joy at seeing his Master upset, he immediately went in to make a glass of light chocolate milk for Hanson.
"Please, Master"
Hanson accepted it and immediately sipped the still-warm light brown milk.
"Wait a minute" he told Romlah who was about to leave.
"What's up, sir? is the milk less large, eeh-excuse me, I mean is the milk less sweet?" Romlah hastily rectified it because Hanson gave a sharp rebuke.
"It's less sweet, drink it while looking at me Sir," instead of being afraid, Romlah even insulted his Master with still a crybaby. Do not be surprised yes, same Miss Een only she is brave especially the same Hanson who has absolutely no serem-seremnya.
"Romlah, I want to ask for help with you," Hanson said later.
"Seek what please Sir? not a hard one, huh?"
"I'm sure you can do it, for sure" commented a thin smile with an enigmatic look.
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