Love Word
Are you sincere
"Let me find him, I want to apologize to him, too" said Rafa.
"Okay, okay. I'm the same Melur back to the room first, you guys please enjoy the atmosphere of the beach at night," said Firdaus, Melur just silent. Nisa and Zaki just nod while Rafa is already out of the cafe he is walking to look for Meera.
Rafa circulated his gaze, looking for the figure of the woman he wanted to meet. But suddenly his steps stopped because his phone rang.
"Hallo, what's wrong?" rafa asked to speak to someone.
"Alright, I'll come there now," Firdaus spoke again.
Bip... mobile phone back on power off, he back walk to the resort because there is something he takes care of. Rafa walked inside to check on from there.
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In a very spacious room, someone was sitting on the sofa staring at the picture taken by his man.he grinned thinly with a sharp view, who else if not Arkhan.
"This photo will make you stamped as a melur actor, of course the media crew will attack me with a thousand questions," said Arkhan planned something to Melur embarrassed to avenge his heartache race.
"Mas, you see what the hell, again" asked Naya, who had just entered the room with a cup of tea for her husband.
Out of shock, Arkhan hurriedly hid the photo under his butt but unfortunately Mata Naya was more observant in seeing anything.
"Let me see, what you want to hide Mas," asked Naya trying to take the photo.
"It's nothing, Naya. Already Mas want to rest," said Arkhan walking towards his size padded cashier.
"But the coffee is Mas" said Naya.
"You're the one who drinks" Arkhan said.
Naya breathed out violently, she did not if her marriage would be like this not making but getting worse.
Had I divorced Arkhan and returned with Mas Firdaus, he would have accepted me back.
"But what if this divorce would make mom and dad angry, Inner Naya said.
While Arkhan had snored thirty minutes ago, Naya lazily walked to their bed.
But unfortunately, Arkhan's busyness makes Naya feel saturated let alone there is no harmony in it. All this time he maintained his household on the orders of his mother who was crazy for treasures.
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Now that Melur and Firdaus were in the Resort room, Melur took off his hijab and let his hair run long with the smell of a rose shampoo made Firdaus want to kiss him.
Firdaus who had just prayed folded the prayer mat and put it on the sofa, Melur looked at her husband with a sixpack body like torn bread made Melur shy.
"Congratulations, why?" Firdaus sat beside his wife.
"Why don't you, I don't wear clothes" asked Melur.
"Why indeed? inside the room were just the two of us, Do you want to," Firdaus hung his words and looked at his wife's bead, the roar of breath Melur felt warm.
Firdaus began to draw his face closer towards his wife, Second Breath began to hunt. Firdaus slipped his long hair as if he wanted to kiss his wife's neck.
The predator began to show himself under the pants of Paradise as if feeling tight, tonight he really wants to enjoy the body of his wife as well as want more.
"Mas..," a small sigh began to sound out from Melur's lips, his eyes staring at my husband who was churning below.
"May I ask for my rights tonight?" ask Firdaus.
Melur just nodded without giving an answer.
"Are you sincere....?"
"I'm sincere, Mas."
A pair of men began to gulp the pleasure of love even more, slowly Firdaus kissed his wife's forehead then both eyes and nose now the kiss stopped long at the ripe lips of his wife.
Slowly the clothes on opened, Unfortunately someone knocked on their room door so that the scene had to stop.
"CK... It's-it's all! who knocks at the door of these nights," the pharaoh grumbled in annoyance while Melur passed into the bathroom to fix his slightly messy hair.