LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
Chapters 101. UNDER THE SHOWER

The reception was completed smoothly, all the guests came home with happy smiles, Bram's parents were no exception.

Aisyah's mother, Atifa and Tito have been brought home by the Bram family driver. Likewise, Aisyah's father, Faraz and a small group from Aisyah village have also returned home with several vehicles provided specifically by the EO for the bridal family.

Bram deliberately rented a room at the hotel where the reception was held. He claims tonight is the second bridal night, Bram really doesn't want the slightest disturbance.

"Darling..." Bram immediately hugged Aisyah from behind as the door closed.

Aisyah looked manyun, seen from earlier she was a little annoyed.

"Why is my wife's face pouting?" Bram asked as he hugged Aisyah tightly.

"Why was there an alcoholic drink at the reception?" His protest while trying to escape from Bram's embrace.

"Eh, that's what made you a manyun from earlier?" Bram raised his eyebrows while turning over Aisyah who was still wrapped in the dress.

"Mas Bram knows, our religion forbids drinking alcohol?"

"Mas knows."

"Kok there is that?"

"Honey, who takes care of everything is his EO party, the drink is only an alternative only provided for non-Muslims. It was common at parties, maybe papa allowed it considering papa's business relationships also exist from various circles."

"But the drink is not good..."

"I know..." Jemari Bram suddenly touched Aisyah's lips that continued to babble.

"Can we forget that for a moment?" Tanya Bram.

"But..."

Suddenly Bram's lips blurted without permission to silence Aisyah's mouth.

"Hmmm..." Aisyah glared but Bram's lips were so sticky like snails stuck to the wall.

Bram excitedly commented that Aisyah's rannum lips made his wife almost lose her breath. As Aisyah tried to break away Bram's hand grabbed her waist and locked her into a hug.

"Yes..." Aisyah who was still wearing the full outfit of the reception was like a confused person.

"Darling, I can't wait..." Desis Bram, he tried to remove Aisyah's veil and of course she had trouble with her many layers.

Aisyah inevitably smiled amusedly at Bram's behavior like a possessed person.

"Mas, that's slow dong." Aisyah protested while slowly pushing her husband's chest.

"Darling..." Bram groans as Aisyah breezes casually while removing her veil.

"Yes..." Aisyah turned to Bram, her long hair already freed from within her loop.

"Yes?"

"here."

With the spirit of Bram approaching, the look of his face was happy not to play.

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Take off the zipper on my back." Pinta Aisha.

Unasked twice Bram pulled the zipper end of Aisyah's dress so that his wife's smooth back was immediately plastered for real, peering over her long hair a little curly.

Bram's skillful hands with intent and dedication brushed Aisyah's back while lowering Aisyah's sleeves.

"Stop first, mas. Aisha can be alone." Aisha held Bram's hand. Then wriggling and drifting away, grabbing the shower pajamas from the closet while taking off the dress shyly.

"Good God, baby, don't cover up, I'm your husband." Bram swallowed his own saliva.

"But Ayesha was ashamed at Bram's mas pelototin so." Aisyah's face flushed like a sticky guava.

"Oh, baby..." Bram massaged his chest that had been down and up. He had to add to the stock of patience facing this innocent wife.

Aisyah is really not the same from all the women she knows, she is so raw in making love.

Aisyah turned her blushed face and then ran small towards the bathroom.

Bram could only bite his own lips while removing his belt. Opening his shoes and socks at random, his suit was thrown onto the sofa with a single fan.

His head suddenly puyeng, while massaging his temples he released one by one the buttons of his shirt.

The gurgling sound of water touching the floor from the shower makes Bram have to sigh longer.

"Hopefully the bathing ritual won't be long." Bram passes his trousers, leaving behind color pants.

A few minutes Bram lay agitated, with a sour face he finally tiptoed towards the bathroom door.

"Tokay! Geck! Geck!"

Bathroom door on tap.

"Yes, mom..."

"Open, baby."

"Aisha's taking a shower, mas. Why?" Aisyah's voice sounded faint.

"Open baby, I want to brush my teeth."

"Awhile, um..."

Aisyah appeared in front of the bathroom door with a towel stuck to her body.

Bram unceasingly encourages Aisyah's body to return to the bathroom.

"Astagfirulah..." Aisyah who was shocked almost fell down but Bram swiftly caught her waist.

"Guild me take a shower."

"But, mas. Aisha has taken a shower."

"Just take a bath."

Aisyah who was still innocent was gawking at Bram's request without permission to pass the color so that only the last portal of the house otong was left.

"Mas...?"

Aisyah had not had time to speak again when with a leisurely Bram pulled Aisyah's body and plucked the tip of her finger at the end of the towel. In a blink of an eye the towel slid down without being caught by Aisyah.

"www..."

Aisyah is really like a mannequin not yet dressed in fashion. Plain from top to bottom.

Bram was stunned for a moment to see the perfection of his wife, behind her loose shirt and tight veil, hidden the extraordinary beauty that only Bram could see as her rightful husband.

Bram grabbed Aisyah's hand which reflexively closed off her sensitive areas. Let go slowly, the former widower who is annual fasting is really not satisfied to enjoy his fast.

"You are the most beautiful God has given me..." Bram swallowed his saliva, his left hand twisted the shower cramp, the water immediately fell like rain.

"Dance." Bram pulled Aisyah's body under the shower, hugging her tightly so that their bodies were both wet together.

"Oh my God, Ayesha has taken a shower. Later Aisyah in the wind if it gets wet continue."

"I'll keep you warm all night long lest there be any wind that dares to disturb." Bram said witfully, his expertly wandering hands rubbed here and there, making Aisyah tingle amusedly.

And under the shower, Bram took his wife, teaching her intoxicating @-tricks, which Aisyah had just learned.

Des@h and Languidly chime in, against the rustling of rain-like water. Bram felt above the wind when he saw Aisyah's eyes that brushed indistinctly.

"Yes..."

"Hmmm..."

"Dude..shhhh..." Aisyah was like a hot worm when the top of her chest became where Bram's burning tongue was exploring mischievously while his hands were somehow down the mana, sat the set skillfully.

"Dude, Aisyah...Aisha wants..."

"You what?"

"Aisha is going to faint." Aisha replied. Her fingertips pressed against Bram's back.

"Eat him, don't mess with the widower." Bram joking in his heart with satisfaction has played Aisyah who pretended to torture him.

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