Love Sholeha
Penetrating Flavor.

After returning from a trip with his own purpose. The halal lovers are preparing to fall asleep, the night is late but the two are still busy discussing small things and sharing laughter with each other. Sholeh continues to tease his shy but willing wife.

Sholeh also told about Agus who taught and shared tips about the first night that they have not done until now. Sholeh did not expect to be honest with his friend it was a personal matter like this, although Agus also only joked without knowing the truth.

Mutually exchanging stories, Sholeha also tells if the mother advises her to wake up early and do not forget to serve her husband wholeheartedly. Sholeh to laugh when Sholeha Manyun because Sholeh did not continue his action when he already wanted it last night, if not angry Sholeha must have asked for it.

" So, we're going on?" sholeh asked, his eyes were fixed on Sholeha's eyes that were groaning irregularly.

Hugging tightly still with the story and laughter that continues to flow, the two increasingly tighten the deck.

Sholeh kissed Sholeha's forehead like yesterday, this time so deep and seductive. So also with Sholeha who had got the picture last night she was no longer nervous, instead she now really enjoyed, closed her eyes waiting for where Sholeh's lips ran next. Nose, cheeks, ears, ah and finally to his favorite place. Yesterday was so deep, this time the two more relaxed enjoy a beautiful rhythm with a passion that is so tempestuous. Gently slowly the lips of the two are greeting each other, exchanging flavors and tasting so affectionately.

Slowly resting on his lips alone, Sholeh kissed all the interesting parts of his wife, following all the instincts that did not stop leading her, from a place that was so prominent from the beautiful body of a woman. He drowned enjoying the warmth and comfort of the beautiful chest tops with all shapes and looks.

Ah, their kiss is so beautiful with the surge that continues to grow, Sholeh's hands greet many things to Sholeha. Beautiful places, comfortable things and the source of addiction.

" Patience dear.... We finish this one first" whispered Sholeh to his wife who started pounding could not stand it.

Sholeh tried to please Sholeha even longer, the fingers that continued to dance in the depths of the core of the wife, patiently controlling her same passion that led her to the woman who seemed so resigned under her power.

" Now.... Mommy..." Pinta Sholeha very slowly almost inaudible, his voice flying carried a sense of pleasure that he could not describe.

No need to ask again, with his instincts so strong, Sholeh rushed to meet the core of the struggle tonight, let go and enjoy together. Both of them knew his soul had reached the point of incomparable favor, something so difficult to describe.

" Well... Slowly", Sholeha had dared to ask, to pray that his wish be fulfilled.

" Yes, slowly like this?" sholeh asked in the wife's ear. His body moves in rhythm with the voice of his wife who began to wander in the room, both of them continue their love activities.

Without a word, there were only his eyes that were repeatedly closed to enjoy the style of the husband that was beyond his expectations. Sometimes Sholeha smiles and repeatedly calls Sholeh with her powerful voice.

Not sure how long, the two were resting releasing all the flavors that had fused with hugging. The thickness of the blanket that is not up to five inches, somehow feels very warm almost close to the heat. Both of them were not dressed at all.

" Tired of it, huh,?" said Sholeh, his hand rubbed the forehead that was flooded with sweat.

" Tired, but tomorrow will again" replied Sholeha timidly.

" After this, we try again" Sholeh suggested laughing.

" Ih, tomorrow it's "

" Why, I'm still curious." Shby Whisper .

Sholeha kissed the husband's chest, "Dagger huh?"

Sholeh laughs. Didn't expect his wife to understand enough of what he was feeling. " You like it too, right?" reply Sholeh tease.

The light of Sholeha directly continues the action ahead of Sholeh exploring thick lips that are still cool teasing, as the opening of the next action. Sholeh did not want to be silent to accept the sudden attack of his wife . His hand continued to browse through many more guided places for him.

***

" Mad, wake up first yuk. We can sleep well after we're clean." Sholeha's whisper was almost inaudible.

She was half-impressed by the husband's burly body, what two attempts to make the man gallant was exhausted. He couldn't open his eyes.

" Mum, ayok. It's all sweat, it's not comfortable sleeping" Sholeha said.

Sholeh unravels her decoction, coming into direct contact with her woman gives a crazy opium effect. She liked it so much, "All right, dawn" Sholeh muttered.

" Well.... It was still a long time before dawn", replied Sholeha growled.

Sholeh opened his eyes, looking at the wall clock that was still hanging at the top once. " At twelve, "

Unwilling to argue, they finally cleaned themselves up, along with rushing over. Fear of catching wind, he said. It's funny how they are.

" Which, tomorrow-tomorrow mepet aja dawn, let not take a shower in the middle of the night gini" said Sholeh while the two were dressed.

" Yes, if not bad luck" Sholeha replied casually, while wearing an armless negligee earlier.

" Worse, yes abis pray at dawn" Sholeh laughed.

Sholeha glared, when she realized that her husband had touched her chest at a glance. He also laughed afterwards.

Back in the middle of the bed preparing to rest, may it really fall asleep this time inner Sholeha.

" That. "call Sholeh.

" Hey... "

" You never wear it at night" Sholeh said, glancing at his wife's chest.

" Yes, why?"

" Tuh, the shadow just yesterday mas already in tegoda eh apparently ngak in love, the question is you also want to dare not ask" Sholeh nagged about the incident last night.

" It's also holding. I can relax, I am the same. Try to ask already clean yet, surely I ndak until nahan kayak yesterday" Sholeha also did not accept.

Simple honesty is said without hesitation, as if it is an important discussion that must be told immediately. It is proven that both of them store curiosity and regret that complement each other.

The two stared at each other, then smiled so warmly. Who would stay up in the middle of the night like this. If not the newlyweds.

***

Sholeha's steps were so light, the friend was unknowingly waiting for her. Irma shook her head, looking at the behavior of Sholeha who was so cheerful like children who were running around in the yard. What's more the scene of hand-kissing in front of the open gate, Irma so desperately wanted to tease him out of envy.

" Mrs Hamdan, share her happy dong. This weathered singles were envious" Irma's tease when Sholeha arrived before her.

Sholeha smiled, "I'm sorry, I can't share this time. It's private once, ntar you envy", Sholeha ran away leaving Irma who looked still gaping.

" Consider you, you" he shouted, throwing the bell he was carrying.

Irma knew Sholeha had mocked her, just look at her soon she would definitely ask Irma to get married. The basic hems of newlyweds who like to show off, ah surely they are just kidding.

Irma chases Sholeha into the work space. He was shocked when he saw Miss Risma sitting with Sholeha. Irma resigned, didn't go in there.

***

"I forgive, but don't repeat Mom, I'm afraid my husband is angry again and can do more" Sholeha replied, as Bu Risma blatantly apologized with a hint of arrogance.

He just doesn't feel good if he doesn't apologize first. Sholeha also did not know what her husband had done to these mothers. I hope I don't mention it or threaten it.

He did not reply, after which came out leaving Sholeha in that place. Sholeha sighed, stroking her chest which held a sense of anger and resentment. " Patience, Sholeha" he said slowly.

Irma came, singing her lips like she was secretly nagging someone. " What are you doing?" ask Sholeha.

Irma pulled up the chair, sat down in front of Sholeha "I thought you'd slap her, or grab her short hair or splash her with drinking water or-, I thought you'd slap her,

" Not the soap opera Ir, "cut Sholeha fast.

Irma slashed her shoulders, "Yes, it won't be like that".

Sholeha smiled, this single friend will definitely fill her days by watching dramas and reading novels.

" Eh, speaking of sinteron so to the Korean drama, how. You guys have kissed, right?" Irma was excited.

Sholeha glared, not expecting her friend to be still curious about the question two days ago.

" I also told you, I was a little bit at that time"

" That means that there are now many, or all. How exactly do I read in the novel?"

" Oh my goodness, another novel. Ir's privacy, it can't be in the umbar." Sholeha tries to avoid this conversation, otherwise she will come back to the scene last night, and Irma will make fun of her.

" Yes, don't find out for yourself later" he said briefly.

" Eh, find out where?" Sholeha panic.

" On Google, yes. Not looking for a husband either. Let's not be envious"

Sholeha's laughter just exploded, to be honest she didn't expect Irma to think of it that far just out of envy.

***

Sholeha still bloomed with Irma's temptation which turned out not to stop from that moment, until they separated to go home, the two continued to talk cheerfully as usual. Sholeha occasionally discusses Irma's closeness to someone who is often told as her new lover.

Apart from Arman not long ago, he already had a girlfriend. If that's how fast why they used to fight over Arman. The end is not taken either. Sholeha developed her smile seeing her husband start to approach her. Looks like his favorite motorcycle will be the flagship vehicle of the husband.

They exchanged smiles, and greeted each other like they hadn't seen each other for a long time. Sholeh even asked the situation, he said tired ndak?, whereas Sholeha looks very healthy from the bias.

Sholeha responded to her husband with just a smile, it seems that if this husband had never been in a close relationship before marrying him, he seemed excessive, or indeed like this his person, Sholeha did not know.

" We eat meatballs ya Mas" he asked when he had just boarded the motorbike.

" Where did you go first?"

Sholeha hit Sholeh's thigh slowly, "What the hell, once or twice anyway",

Sholeh smiled without being seen from the idol, "Yes, we will often go there, dating there".

Sholeha no longer answered, she preferred to enjoy the breeze that hit her soft face. It just so happens that the sun is not so hot.

There are many things that Sholeha just realized, spending time with Sholeh, so fun, beyond her happiness when she first dated Arman first. Again Sholeha still compares her husband to her ex-lover, however sharing the story with Arman takes her teenage time first, the time of flowery moments and happy to be praised. Sholeha did not lie, if these two men were different. Indeed, that's how everyone is, if it remains the same for what to change the taste of it.

Enjoying a bowl of meatballs with Sholeh has never happened, at that time his heart was not as fun as this. Still a lot of heartfelt thoughts of his own.

" Dad, you like meatballs?"

" No need, you can't eat cows, the tension can go up" Sholeh replied.

Sholeha moody, she thought what could please her mother when she came home. " Purchase fruit, be healthy", Sholeh said he knew what the wife was thinking.

Sholeha nodded briefly in agreement with the husband's proposal.

" So, I think there's something I need to talk about, remember?"

***