Love You, Mr Shin!!
113. Bride

Adzan zduhur just reverberated. Although it is not too crowded, but the invitations still keep coming. Datuk Fazani was seen coming to two brides who were busy greeting the guests and relatives who came to them. And join for a moment to join together on the stage pelaminan.

Grandfather Fazani, along with his family and some close relatives, stood welcoming guests near the entrance. They are quite far from the seat.

"Shin," call the grandfather when the guest is empty and pause.

"Yes, pa..?" Shin slightly drew closer to his papa who was standing right at the side.

"You and Dhiarra rest off ashar once. Dzuhur ni, slide once also kat ashar. Because there are still very many. How's it going, Shin?" ask the grandfather a little reluctantly.

"Yes, pa. That sort of thing didn't matter either," Shin replied looking at the father.

"Alright, Shin. Papa wants to return to the position of the door." said the grandfather as he walked away from the seat. Shin nodded and looked at the grandfather's back who was slowly moving away.

Shin turned his head to Dhiarra who had apparently been sitting on their throne chair. Looks graceful and harmonious with the seat that is being occupied. Looking at his jelly wife with a heart kept pounding even though it had been several hours standing together.

The clear eyes framed and decorated with exquisite ink suddenly shifted and looked brightly at Shin. The two pairs of eyes looked at each other for quite a while and then threw meaningful smiles at each other. Dhiarra threw a glance along with his pias blushing his face. Shin approached the chair while continuing to smile.

"Are you tired, Ra,,?" asked Shin to brush off the thump on his chest.

"No, hon Shin. I don't feel anything. Just,," replied Dhiarra hanging.

"What,,?" urged Shin by raising his bushy machete eyebrows. Anxious with a beautiful bride and keep looking pias her face.

"Actually I was nervous and in disbelief if we were really married" Dhiarra said with her clear eyes looking at her husband.

Shin Adnan is so handsome and dashing in a bluish-white wedding dress. The same color as the dress she was wearing. The man looks so bright and charming. Thoughtfully, Dhiarra looked at Shin Adnan.

"You don't believe me? Wait until our party is over, Raa. I will make it so that you can truly believe it," Shin smiled. Covering his own feelings. What Dhiarra said was the same as what he felt.

Just to make the wife's face look more blushing and embarrassed. Then Shin would feel even more restless and anxious to see it. Want the drama to sit in the mopinan it's over soon. And bring the Dhiarra date into their bridal room. Ah, Sh.in felt even more impatient.

He saw again the wife who was really throwing her face to the side, with a shadow of a smile that is still visible also from next to the smooth cheeks make up.

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A couple felt like they were not on the ground. When the closest people drove to the bridal room, and berambit alternately left the two of them in front of the room door.

Still in view as Grandfather Fazani, datin Azizah, Fara, Yuaneta, Hazrul, Nimra and Sahila, walked away and down the aisle the two brides died in front of their bridal rooms. Until there was nothing they could see as an escape of awkwardness in the hearts of the two.

"Raaa,," called Shin to look.

"Hon Shin," said Dhiarra, staring with a smile.

Shin no longer said, but immediately grabbed hold of Dhiarra's delicate hand while swiping the room keycard on the door.

Ting..! unlocked door sign

Shin darted into the room while gently pulling Dhiarra's hand with him. Closing the door quickly and locking it.

"Raaa," called Shin Adnan's whisper.

"Hon Shin,,," said softly Dhiarra.

Without saying any more as well, Shin held onto Dhiarra's shoulder, pulling gently towards her. Carrying docked to the chest and gently hugging Dhiarra tightly. Dhiarra strolled back, hugging Shin's wide butt tightly.

"I miss you, Raaa.. Very long, ", said Shin kissed the fragrant hair of Dhiarra's head that was leaning tightly on his chest neck.

"Hon Shin, I miss you a lot too," Dhiarra replied. Hugged Shin Adnan's body.

"Raaaaa,," Shin told his wife and held her closer.

"Hon Shiiiiinnn,,," replied Dhiarra once more. Also hugged his hand.

They hugged each other and hugged each other. Giving and looking for comfort, for the sake of wanting to hit the sea of longs that have been held back so far. Each docked and attached, hoping the miss was blown away not left.

"Ra, we pay our debt first," whispered softly Shin sounded hoarse in his head.

Dhiarra nodded slowly, as if unwilling if the embrace should be released even for a moment.

"Yes, hon Shin," said Dhiarra. Understand with the intention of her husband just now.

Even though their feelings were actually the same, the weight stretched out a hug. They pushed each other reluctantly as well in the end.

Shin again carried Dhiarra's hand into an even deeper part of the room.

"Here, I help you take off your clothes, Raa," Shin said suddenly as he flipped Dhiarra behind him. Shin had long wanted to do this. Like the scenes in romance films that are often filmed when young.

And the opportunity for his pent-up desire had been in sight this time. Thumping smile Shin Adnan touched it. Although unzipping the dress on the body of Dhiarra is not the first time that has been done, but it still feels thrilling. Although being passed clothes from the same body has done so many times, it still feels tense.

Shin felt suffocated in his breath. Feel like a starving male cat faced with a choice salmon meat treat but still hit the hood of food from the glass.

"Hon Shin, did I take a shower?" asked Dhiarra while turning to face her husband.

It felt like Shin Adnan's breath. It was hard to swallow the water source in his own mouth. Dhiarra like deliberately showing off the beauty of her body and looking to Shin Adnan, her husband.

"Wait together, Raa,,?" ask Shin with a dark look. His hand extended rapidly to Dhiarra's chest suddenly.

But the wife was so agile and darted into the bathroom.

"Hold, hon Shin. Ashar is running out and Maghrib is coming soon,,!" exclaim Dhiarra before closing the door.

Ah, it was so heavy that Shin was feeling as a man. Momentary want to straighten, briefly also want to veer can not stand.

Bumped by ordinances and circumstances and also obligations. Must be done for the sake of the household that has been built will continue to last forever.

Shin sat leaning back on the sofa crashing his tense swish while staring at the bathroom door that was still tightly closed..