I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapter 50

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Yulia looked out of the car. It has been more than half an hour they drive, it turns out they have been on the beach. Along the visible road is a stretch of blue sea.

It's almost night, why go to the beach? think Yulia.

Towards the Maghrib the car that Romi and Yulia were driving turned and as Yulia was reading, it turned out to be a hotel.

"What does the gift of Mima's deck mean stay at the hotel, mas?" Romi just smiled knot. The car was parked and they got out.

I went to the hotel, I never went to the hotel.

Romi carries his backpack and takes Yulia's hand to the reception desk of the hotel. After getting access to enter, Romi took Yulia's hand again to the elevator, because their room was on the seventh floor.

"Eh, wait, I'm not bringing clothes. Let's get my suitcase first, yeah, in the car?" Romi shook his head.

"Here, don't worry. In my bag, I have also prepared your clothes." Romi pulled Yulia's hand which stopped.

"But, the muchenya too. This is Maghrib, the face is in the suitcase!" Romi stopped his steps. Scratching his head that is not itchy.

"Yes, take it first!" they also turned around. Moments later back down the hotel lobby to an elevator, going up to the seventh floor. Inside the elevator there were several men there, only Yulia was the only woman. Seen by Romi one of them glanced at Yulia, she then hugged Yulia's shoulder but her gaze was straight ahead.

"Mas, what the hell. Shame a lot of people hug!" yulia whispered somewhat on her tiptoes. While Romi tilted his head so that the whisper is clear in the ear.

"Let's go! Let them know you have me!" he said with lips almost stuck on Yulia's cheek until the person who noticed her immediately looked up. Mission complete.

Yulia looked at the astonishment of the hotel room they had just entered, which to her was quite luxurious.

"The room is good, mas!"

"Sorry, it's like this. Not the suite room. But I guarantee the view doesn't disappoint, want to see now?"

tawar Romi opens the curtains and look down there a view that will not be found in the middle of the city.

"Maghrib, it's just a little while!" Julie reminds us of our duty to the Creator.

"Before five minutes, come here! Look for a moment" Romi said half forcefully. Yulia was approaching and it was true that the scenery looked beautiful. Yulia smiled happily to see him.

Suddenly felt a circular hand on his waist, and inhaled the aroma of himself from behind, until his nape was amused because of the warm sigh of the husband. Turns out Romi flicked his back veil.

Yulia moved her shoulders as her body felt bristling, now it was not just her breath that was felt, but the wet kiss with her body perfectly attached behind her made her think of letting go.

"Dad, mas! Maghrib first, the hunt's out of time!" Yulia tried to escape by opening the connection between Romi's hands. But instead of loose, the two palms were instead stuck to the chest, finding something there that would make him addicted. Romi's breath sounded heavy.

"Pass, milk!" mumbling Romi while giggling.

"Mas Romiii...!" pekik Julia. If this is the case, they can get rid of it. Yulia pinched the hand making Romi complain and release his hand, but did not stop there. Romi turned Yulia's body towards him. The eyes look beautiful because of the passion that has been stirred.

"Maaa! Maghrib first! don't be like this, we still have plenty of time to do it. Please!" Julie pleaded and pleaded.

"But you must be punished for your stupidity to pinch my hand. Kiss it here!" Romi pointed at his lips.

With a gasp of breath, Yulia distanced herself and looked at her husband sharply.

"Yes yes, come on Maghrib first. Then we eat downstairs!" Romi laughed at the expression of Yulia who now wiped her wet lips due to Romi's actions with her hands.

Finish praying Maghrib Yulia watch the clock. Fifteen minutes later, he asked Romi's permission to read his Book which he always carried in his bag. He read with wisdom until the time of Isha, Romi listened to him while lying on the bed, holding his head with one hand facing Julia. For Romi the voice of Yulia was so melodious chanting Verse by verse. And after the coming of Isya they immediately fulfilled it.

After that they intended to go down to the restaurant for dinner. Romi has been neat with his casual clothes while Yulia is still in front of the mirror wearing a rectangular veil, pinning a pin under her chin.

"Here, try to use the penitentinya!" said Romi stood grabbing a safety pin and bowed in front of his wife.

"Ih, mum. Where can mas makein peniti. Could get my skin!" Yulia tried to reach the safety pin that Romi grabbed with her left hand. While his right hand he used to hold his veil. Romi kept him away.

"Can..! that's why I tried first. Here...!"

Ckkk!

Yulia could only give up. He let Romi pin the pin under his chin. Yulia's looking face and Romi's looking down made their faces so close. Even their breaths clashed, hitting each other's faces.

"M _gold...!" Yulia was so nervous, she rewinded her face. But Romi's hand prevented it, inserting his hand on the back of Julia's neck. Without a meaningful resistance, the incident before Maghrib prayer repeated. But this time Romi did it more gently, and deeply.

Made Yulia so lulled, and closed her eyes. Long ago ci*man changed, became demanding, over and over again.

"M_ mas Romi, he said he wanted dinner!" Yulia reminded Romi when the lip link came off, before it was too late. But it looks like her husband's brain is filled with desire and does not feel hungry stomach anymore. But more hungry to complete the long unchannelled desire.

"I want to eat. You first!" he said with hunting breath. He then put his lips together again, while leading the wife to bed.

Now Yulia was under Romi's firm arm, their faces so close, staring at each other with a smile. The veil that Yulia was wearing was already tangled and flew to the side of the bed. No clothes or a spare veil were brought into the hotel room. Yulia cupped both hands on a man's cheeks above his body.

"Now, baby!" bargain Romi, but actually not an offer. Because even if Julie refuses, everything will happen at that time.

"But I'm hungry, dear Romi!" Romi smirked hearing Yulia call him dear.

"Yes. Later after this we eat. will definitely feel more delicious to eat it, because we really feel hungry! Now I want to eat you first!"

Romi to repeatedly unite her lips again, making Yulia draped both hands to her husband's neck. Satisfied with Romi's lips then traced his entire face, down, swept his lips and tongue at every inch of his neck, and left a trail of redness even on every skin whose lips perched. His eyes are soft, his body is heated with a reddish face holding the pain down there who want to do the unification.

SKIPS.....

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Yulia opened her eyes, apparently she fell asleep when she had satisfied her husband's desire twice, her stomach felt sore, her whole body felt weak. He remembered that he had not had dinner last night.

He looked next to her. Romi's not in bed. Where was he, after making him limp helpless because of his behavior and also because of hunger?

Teganyoooo's chat...Romi's....

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