Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
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When Mas Ilham and I arrived in the kitchen, a sweet sight greeted us. Mas Muslim is feeding Mbak Indah. They ate a plate together with the message - unabashedly in front of Umi who was enjoying the fruit juice I had made but neglected.

"So Zahramu just ate a little, Ham," said Mbak Indah. "Eat again, gih!"

Inspiration turned towards me. "really? Hm? Worried about thinking of me?"

"He'em, Leh," Umi said. "The love of the newlyweds has been tested mentally so. To the extent that fruit juices as delicious as this are ignored."

Jiaaah. It is fitting that his children do not hesitate to be relaxed plus friendly even in front of him.

I'm mesem-mesem. "You want to eat now, right? Let me get it," I said, changing the subject.

And Ilham sat down immediately. Smiling, he watched me serve him, then thanked him with his affectionate call as yesterday in front of my parents.

"Here," he said later, "sit down, let me steam."

Eh?

I practically shook my head. "Let me eat alone, yes," I said, taking a spoon.

Everyone giggled at my misbehavior.

"Why?" ask Umi. "Thy Umi?"

I grin. "Em, maybe because I'm not used to it yet, Umi."

"Customized, Nduk. It's nothing."

"Yes, Umi."

"Know, no, why?" ask Mas Ilham.

I'm shaking.

"So Umi's happy and feeling young again."

"Oh...." I'm mangosteen. "Umi and Abi are too? Friendly in front of his kids?"

"Yep. That's why her kids are coming along." Mas Ilham washed his hands, then scooped the rice plus side dishes. "A'" he said to bribe me.

Clumsily, I also obeyed - receiving a bribe from the hand of Mas Ilham. This was very different from the situation when Mas Ilham bribed me when my hand sprained. Especially when it was just in front of my family. In front of my parents and cousins. If now? Now I'm embarrassed to be this friendly, because it's in front of my mother-in-law and in front of my brothers-in-law.

Hmm.. It is worth thinking, Mas Ilham and his brothers so appreciate their partner. That's how Abi and Umi taught them. Like Abi and Umi who are friendly in front of their children, who pamper each other, so they set an example to the child to glorify their wife, and, or husband.

Honestly, inevitably this scene made me wonder, why are my parents not? I even watched more Umi's tears, or her madness busied herself with homework so that the sadness was able to cover. I was sensitive enough to feel what my mother, the woman I loved the most, really felt and hid.

What exactly is Umi who refuses to make out with Abi? Or is Abi an unfriendly husband? Or is it Umi who is anti-friendly because she does not love Abi anymore? Could he just survive that marriage for me? In the name of the child? Oh my....

Unknowingly, I continued to compare the contrasting circumstances of the two families. If my two elderly in-laws can still be that happy, why can't my parents? Then, how is the relationship between Abi and his second wife?

I'm shaking. Don't think about the hidden rift between your parents anymore, if. Let it. Maybe it can't be fixed anymore. Umi just shut up, right?

"Don't think too much" whispered Mas Ilham.

I nodded, and we continued to eat lunch in intimacy.

Before the ceremony, all of the special guests said goodbye. And this, developed another crazy grin on Mas Ilham's face. Not that he didn't like his family coming to visit us, but he was on a whim with me.

Well, after the pick up car that now carries hundreds of young coconuts passed from sight, Mas Ilham again showed his silliness and madness in front of me.

"Ehm," his voice sounded out loud.

With my horrified yet pleasant horror, I rushed into the house leaving Mas Ilham in the front yard. Peering over the wall, I watched Mas Ilham who stepped in, then closed the door tightly with his iron trellis, up-down, out-and-out, print-drag, locked all.

"Iaaaang..," she exclaimed.

Before he left the front door earlier, I had already rushed to the backyard. I don't know why this is. I'm a gerogi..misbehavior...nervous.

Huh! Zahra was horrified, O God....

And, then...

"Hi...."

Ilam could see me hiding behind the back wall of the house, next to the back door.

Oh my God, he's already bare-chested. Already showing off the feathers on the chest of his field.

"Why?" tanyakanya.

Still with that particular grin.

Aduuuuh....

"Can't you, don't you grunt like that? I'm horrified...."

Oh, no heed. Even one sweet kiss landed on my lips.

"Why should I be horrified?" ask Mas Ilham exactly one inch in front of my face. "I don't think it's a horror, Zahra. It's a nervous feeling that's too acute. Hm? Even your heartbeat I can hear. Dag. dig... dug. let's fuck me, Zahra. I love you."

Umiiii... When diginiin Mas Ilham....

Mas Ilham's left hand slipped behind my waist, hugging me so tightly that I could no longer move. His right hand is also active. She took off my headscarf, pulled my ponytail until my hair was beautifully severed. Obviously I felt, pinning his right hand down the strands of hair behind my head, then clenching strongly and jerking slightly at me, making me look up.

"You're really pretty" she whispered in the ear. And...

His tongue swerving agilely and frolicking around the ears, then biting slowly there.

"Didn't anybody say they were ready to fuck me like a psychotic?"

I practically giggled. "Mas.you make me cringe, you know! Don't-"

Inspiration when we were not married, he always listened to my words even though along the way memories, but after this marriage, if I talk, often he stopped with a kiss. He's an expert at silencing my mouth with his deep kiss. Passionate. Until unknowingly, it turns out my ritsletiku has been released, and, so easily Mas Ilham pulled down my dress to slide on foot.

Eit dah..happily I am now "bikini" in front of him who looks at me with passion.

"Mas, right? It's outside, I'm ashamed that...."

"You're sexy. And I like it."

"Yes, but...."

With the strength of his hand, Mas Ilham carried me, down the stairs after the stairs until we were in the water. He dropped me off, hugged me super tight, and kissed me again wildly, then...

He dived down.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm...."

My eyes closed. What a fucking husband!