King Haider
Red stain

The arrival of the Arsenic family was warmly welcomed by the Clara family. "Welcome to everything" said Clara so cheerfully welcomed the arrival of her sister and nephew.

"Aunty night." King said hello, then crucified the woman who still looks very beautiful at her age who is no longer young.

"Well, your wife is so beautiful Key." Clara hugged and linked their cheeks, a mandatory greeting for women. Cilya blushed to hear the praise from Clara.

"Key, that's it." he said as he patted his chest, proud of himself.

"Ck! your style Key.. Keys.." Arsen clucked at his son's behavior. After greeting her brother, the man entered the house. While Lisa and Clara have been gossiping and nostalgic. If the two women had met, they would have forgotten everything.

"Hello Cilya is beautiful.." King is wary of Kenzo's presence which sheds charm on his wife.

"Hi brother." reply Cilya. Feeling bad if you just stay quiet without replying. Ignoring the King who had glared at him, not willing Cilya suave to Kenzo, the playboy impromptu.

"Don't bother him Kenz, look for someone else" said King, his face looking past. "Tuh. there's a single girl." point King at the cash-faced Indian woman, Kalpana.

Kalpana was invited to dinner at Clara's house. Given that the woman was quite close to the family, because the woman worked with Sky as her personal assistant.

Kenzo chuckled, following King's line of sight to the Indian woman. "Ngaco you!" there is no interest in a woman named Kalpana.

Cilya joins Soraya and Arletta who are playing with a baby boy, the son of Sky and Arletta.

"It's funny." Cilya kissed the baby boy.

"When will Brother Cilya give me such a funny performance?" ask Soraya. The girl also wants to play with a cute little baby in her house.

Cilya smiled. "not yet. I will love you a lot" said Cilya.

"Sir Cilya, how's Key, he's romantic, right?" asked Arletta who was curious about how King behaved to his wife. Considering they got married because of an incident, not because of love from the beginning.

"Let, you're like that! key is not romantic anymore! but it's too messum!" spray Soraya who often saw King teasing Cilya in front of him.

"It's doang Ra." Arletta chuckles. "When do you know Ra's marriage?" ask Arletta. The woman also wondered who Soraya would be in the future. What fit the criteria that girl wanted. "Lu ama Digta, right?" Arletta disagrees if her cousin is still in a relationship with a man named Digta.

Soraya grunts. "It's one Let!"

"Judah you just answer me!"

Soraya breathed a rough breath, then said quietly so that her daddy would not hear her. "Gue is still am Digta." she replied.

"It's not that uncle can't, why is it kept?" Arletta was also upset that Soraya was in a relationship with Digta.

"Who are you talking to again? what guy did daddy ever say that time?" Cilya asked Soraya. The woman had heard that Arsen's daddy forbade Soraya to have a love affair with a man named Digta. "You're still back street?"

"Don't tell me daddy sister. Soon I broke up." said Soraya.

Arletta sneered, the article has been repeatedly Soraya said if it will break its relationship with Digta, but until now it is still related. "By the way doang lu, be careful not to mengesel kalo &e found out uncle, can you be immediately married." said Arletta.

"It's really now mah." said Soraya.

"May you not lie anymore.".

" No!" I don't know why Soraya is not ready to decide on her handsome boyfriend. Maybe because Digta is one of the types of men he dreams of.

"Udah already.we join the others yuk, they've been in the dining room all." Cilya mediates. Arletta and Soraya gather in the dining room.

"I slept baby boy first in the room, you guys first. Ntar I followed." said Arletta.

"To us first." before leaving, Cilya landed a kiss on the baby boy's face.

Dinner was over, they continued to gather while joking, reminiscing about youth.

Benzema's absence makes a woman sad. He hopes to meet the man at this family dinner.

Kalpana, the woman put her heart on the flat-faced man, hoping to get a Benzema.

The clock shows ten o'clock at night. After chatting for a while, the young people choose to continue their respective activities. Arletta and her husband chose to return to the room. While Kenzo has permission to go out on the grounds of wanting to get fresh air, even though he will meet his date.

"Wait for them to be long! especially if mom and aunty have been chatting, there will certainly be no end" said King. Of course, the man had another intention to take the wife quickly home.

Cilya frowned. "Why are you smiling like that? is something funny?" ask Cilya.

"There deh.." wouldn't tell if he himself thought of the messum thing. It feels like to get home quickly, continuing the activity that was delayed. Various sweat with Cilya. "Surely steady!"

Thirty minutes later, the car King was driving was parked in the yard. King hastily took Cilya's arm. "Let's spout!"

"Key, why the rush. The road is slow, I use high heels." Cilya had enough difficulty walking quickly following King's steps by using high-heeled shoes.

King stopped his steps, then quickly carried Cilya ala bridal style, bringing to their room.

"Key!" cry Cilya, the woman immediately draped

his hands are on the neck of the man so as not to fall. "I have a bad feeling." Cilya. Looking at the handsome face of King who was always smiling, that smile looked so suspicious.

"Key, put me down. I can walk by myself."

"Give up, just wait for me." King went inside, not forgetting to close the door of the room back, kicking with his feet. "Key Cil." both hands were holding Cilya, so asked the wife to turn the key.

"Key, don't be like that. Come down on me!" Cilya began to be vigilant, asking to be let down.

"Yes." Yeah." King dropped Cilya on the bed, then took her down. Locking down the Cilya movement. "We continue that earlier, yes" he persuaded full of seduction. The glance of one eye shows clearly if the man really wants Cilya.

"Key.. I. I.." Cilya was nervous, not ready to do it again with King.

"Relax Cil, this won't hurt. Precisely delicious. I'll make you crumple, believe me deh.." afterwards King snatched Cilya's lips. Slough and suck it so greedy.

Cilya was overwhelmed to return King's savage kiss. The woman patted King on the shoulder as her breathing began to feel tight.

"Nafas Cil" said King who had broken his kiss.

"Key, I'm not ready yet." look in Cilya's eyes begging.

"I can't stand Cil," in a hurry, King took off Cilya's clothes. His lips danced on the tender skin of his wife. Lots of red marks there.

Cilya began to be lulled by King's touch. His body trembled violently as he felt a strange sail constantly creeping on him.

Dessahan Cilya adds to the spirit of King more burning. Two chest as big as a mango did not escape from the King's meal which continued to stumble, twist, and then bite him with anxiety.

Down there, the lighthouse was already standing defiantly, preparing to circulate all night. Show off toughness.

"Key!" Cilya snickered as King opened all the cloths attached to her body to innocence. Both of Cilya's cheeks flushed red, embarrassed to see it.

King chuckles. "Closed but still dying! open Cil don't be ashamed" said King. Cilya was so cute, covering it with both palms but still peeking behind the gap.

Hearing that, Cilya grew embarrassed. "Gos.." Cilya pinched King's flat stomach.

"Where is Cil, steady is it mine?" king asked while attaching his own to the core of Cilya which was still covered in triangular cloth.

Not wanting to answer, Cilya just felt. His heart was pounding when it was close to King, this season? Cilya still did not believe it. "Geez how is this? i'm stuck!" it is very difficult to reject the persona of her handsome husband. Moreover, his mouth was very good at seducing. Cilya is easily lulled.

"Key.it doesn't seem like it's 14 cm." said Cilya. The woman remembered King's words. Although it only glimpsed, it felt it was more...

King was back laughing. "Certainly increasing, 14 cm was the time of SMA!" the answer is no lie.

When he was a teenager, the four men who grew up showed off to each other. Show me who's the best. And of course, Benzema always wins. Always on top of everything. Damnit damnit!

"You're wet, cil." King grabbed the core of Cilya, tempting it to be more vulnerable. But something's weird.

King frowned, then looked at his hand which had a red stain. "Cilyaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!" annoyed screams.

Seriate...

...again again deh😂😂😂...