
Prasetya then faded his embrace and went straight to the bathroom.
"You have to keep your word Han." Prasetya said before the white man entered the bathroom.
Hearing the husband's threat made Hanin shake his head.
"Mas, Mas Pras, somehow I love you even more" Hanin said in his heart. He felt very lucky to be loved and married by Prasetya. A husband so perfect in Haningrum's eyes.
The attentive, the gentle, who is always warm and gives the living is born and the inner with a full sense of responsibility.
After I finished praying isya. Prasetya tidied back the prayer mat and also the pecinya. And he put the prayer tool back into place.
After that, Prasetya walked towards the singles with a face full of sweet smiles. Being in the room with his wife is always a moment that Pras likes.
Because in that very private room, they could do anything and talk about a lot of things.
Before going to bed, they usually talk to each other.
As soon as Prasetya had fallen asleep on Hanin's side, Hanin immediately took a sling to get closer to her husband. And he was so very spoiled that he immediately threw his head into the chest of Prasetya's field.
If they have stuck together like that, it feels like they are very calm and surrounded by a sense of mutual comfort with each other. There was a sense of shadyness that they felt if they were in such an intimate state.
"We haven't had this kind of romance in a long time Han. Lately I've been busy, and the work at the office has been a bit too much. So sorry baby, if maybe I give less warmth like this for you" Prasetya said while kissing the top of Hanin's head. She stroked elus' long hair.
"Every night we sleep in the same bed. Even if we don't do anything else. And although we can't always be like this, stick together. What's important to me is that you're always by my side and we share the singles together at nightfall. That's enough and that includes warmth" Hanin said.
Hanin then placed his palm onto the chest of Prasetya's field.
Incidentally, Prasetya was wearing pajamas with buttons on the front. And Hanin's hand seems to be nosy.
Hanin then removed one of the top buttons in Prasetya's pajamas. He deliberately did that and he called his hand into Prasetya's pajamas.
Hanin then stroked with a soft caress the chest of Prasetya's slightly hairy field.
"Han, don't start. Does this mean you're trying to tease me." Prasetya.
"The husband of the wife must always maintain the chemistry. Because in a chemistry that we can communicate with each other through our emotional sense Mas. Imagine if the husband and wife had no chemistry. It must be bland. I want our household always sadinah mawadah warahmah Mas. And as a wife I want to do my job as best I can. Serving you, taking care of you, watching you. And also take care of our baby and love Ali."
Hearing Haningrum's words about the definition of a marriage made Prasetyo touched. Hanin's sincere dedication as a wife and keeping her marwah as a woman made Prasetya very proud.
Prasetya then directly rolled his body to the side. And now his position is above Hanin's.
"I collect your promise earlier, let us together embrace the pleasure of making love" said Prasetya who has locked the movement of the wife's hand on the right and left sides.
"I must have served you well. But we pray first as usual." said Hanin with a sweet smile towards Prasetya who seems to have been mastered by a stifled passion.
With the breath that hunts, and the sparkling love that never goes out. Hanin and Prasetya performed a ritual uniting them passionately on the bed.
Each intercourse, both Prasetya and Hanin, both do so well and satisfy each other's sexual desires.
Hanin was already familiar with Prasetya's biological needs. Prasetya also fulfills Hanin's biological needs in a gentle way.
So that they can always do romance with a long time. Until both feel equally satisfied.
Hanin and Prasetya were married in the ta'aruf way.
Hanin himself was actually a distant relative of Prasetya.
Prasetya sees Hanin for the first time at a family wedding. Since then, Prasetya has been looking for information about Hanin.
And it turns out that Prasetya's mother has known Hanin's mother.
Prasetya who at that time immediately liked Hanin. Then talk to the mother if she wants to get the woman who has made her fall in love.
Unexpectedly, the mother immediately told her mother Hanin.
It didn't take long. Prasetya and both parents came to Hanin's house and proposed to the beautiful girl.
Applications are also accepted. It didn't take long. Hanin and Prasetya eventually married. Goes with time. Both halal couples equally fall in love with each other when they are already bound in a halal relationship, namely in a marriage bond.