Lust Last Night Impotent Man

Lust Last Night Impotent Man
126. Angel of heaven


"Oh, but you're the same Rama is married, son. It's good that you follow the husband, it is in fact a wife that should be so," said Yenny. It's true what he said. "Actually, it's good that you two live together. I will buy a house or buy an apartment. But for a while, you guys stayed with Mommy and Daddy. Time you don't want?"


"Well, I want to, Mom." The rest cannot refuse. Not good, afraid of hurting Yenny's feelings. "But since it's late, and my intention is to go home to meet Brother .. So tonight I'm the same Om Rama staying at Brother's apartment, yes, Mom. Can, right? I'm starting college tomorrow too, and my things are all in the apartment."


"So stay at Mommy's and Daddy's house from tomorrow? That so?" guess Yenny.


"Yes, if I may," asked Sisil.


"Can. You must be very tired too. Yes already, later when it reaches the apartment Gugun .. just take a break, yes!"


"Yes, Mom."


"Don't forget tomorrow wake up sahur, it has started fasting," Yenny said.


"Oh yeah, I forgot, Mom."


"Luckily Mommy ingetin you, yes, son. Probably the effect of most holidays, so forget," chuckles Yenny. "Yes, Mommy hang up. Assalamualaikum."


"Greetings hallaikum." After the call was interrupted, Sisil also gave Rama's cellphone to the owner's hand.


"What's Mommy saying, Deck?" rama asked, taking his cell phone from Sisil's hand. Then look at his face.


"Mommy asked us to stay at her house, Om," Sisil replied.


"What do you need to answer?"


"Tomorrow we'll stay at his house, but today I'm going to sleep in Brother's apartment, Om."


"Oh so. Okay." Okay." Rama nodded his head. Then get his phone back.


"But, Om, I'm kind of scared." Sisil tilted his sitting position to be able to look at each other.


"Fear why?"


"Fear .. eemm ...." Sisil hung up his words, feeling hesitant and uneasy to say them. He wanted to ask about Yenny. 'Ah, but it's also free I asked Om Rama. He's his son. Must have praised her Mommy.'


"Fear why you, Dek?" rama asked curiously.


"No, Om, forget it." Sisil shook his head quickly.


"What then? Afraid why you?!" Rama was more curious, he also looked at the face of the wife closely. His eyes seemed to be moving.


"Forget the same, Om, it doesn't matter." Sisil immediately turned his face towards the window. But now Rama's face looks confused.


'Why him? What is Sisil afraid of?!' rama wondered.


"Please stop for a minute!" Gisel calls in a taxi, just as he accidentally passes in front of an apartment.


He saw, there was Rama and Sisil who had just got off from the taxi car. Then the two stepped inside the gate of the skyscraper.


Gisel himself did not know, if there was Gugun's apartment. However, looking at it all, his chest instantly felt throbbing.


Obviously it was because he was jealous and certainly hurt. Rama also seemed so friendly when stepping with Sisil by embracing his shoulders. Want to feel, he is the one who is in the position of Sisil at this time.


"Why stop here, miss?" ask the taxi driver in surprise. He turned his head back.


"They must have gone home on vacation." Gisel was not the origin of the guess, but he knew it was from one of Rama's women in his gold shop. Yesterday he had asked about Rama, because since marrying Sisil he had not seen each other for a long time. "But roughly ... What do they want now, huh? Oh ... or maybe they want to stay in one of those units there? Rent apartment? Or buying?" This time, Gisel guessed. Then, he was silent for a while. He smiled when an idea appeared in his brain.


"But there's a good thing, too, anyway, they're staying just the two. Rather than with the parents of Mas Rama who shaman nyembur it. It'll make it easier for me to take Mas Rama." Gisel nodded his head. "It looks like from tomorrow .. My plan has to start," he added, determinedly. Both of his hands clenched over his thighs.


"Miss, this is actually Miss going down what is it?" ask the driver again. Because the question has not been answered.


"Continue the road, sir" said Gisel.


"okay." The man in the salty telly shirt nodded, then drove his car back.


Meanwhile, in a medium-sized mosque located not far from the apartment, there was Gugun and Hersa friends who stepped together towards the building.


They want to perform the first tarawih prayer, both of them have also been wearing cocoa clothes, sarongs, and peci.


Sarong and pecinya are both black, only the different is the shirt. Gugun is green tosca while Hersa is blue cloud.


"Lho, Gun, it turns out that there are many who fill the shaf," said Hersa while stopping his steps. Same with Gugun.


It is true, the shaf for men is already very full. To join also seems not to be able to. Moreover, the rear shaf for women is also not less.


"Yes, Sa. Mending we find another mosque only," suggested Gugun.


"Yes." Yeah." Hersa nodded. "But we'll find the mosque while we're in my car, Gun. It's far away."


"okay."


They then turned around, then stepped into the apartment parking lot to pick up Hersa's car and ride together.


"The mosque is full. Usually if the usual days until empty, yes, Gun, at most two lines doang. It was just a guy, too" Hersa commented as she drove. Not now they want to pray together in the mosque, but it is very often. Especially the Magrib prayer.


"Yes." Yeah." Gugun. "Perhaps, due to the influence of the first tarawih, Sa, so everything is excited," he added guessing.


"Yes. But if the middle or even last, it must be deserted it's a mosque," kekeh Hersa. He guessed according to his experience during several years of congregational prayer there.


"Ah don't say that, Sa," rebuked Gugun. "We should have done'ain. Let the mosque be full, not just tarawih on the first day. This means that ... many people believe in this world."


"Yes too, anyway." Hersa nodded her head.


Before long, Gugun's phone rang in Koko's pocket. When it was brought in, it turned out that call from Rama.


Soon, he raised the call. "Hello, Ram," said Gugun.


"Hello, Brother, where is Brother?" ask from across there. But that was Sisil's voice, not Rama's.


"Sister's in the car. Why the hell?" ask Gugun.


"What's the car going for? I was in the apartment of Brother Om Rama," said Sisil.


"Sil, I want to pray with Hersa, Sil" said Gugun. "Eh, but .. when did you come home?"


"Newly. Oh yes already then. Where do I think Brother is going. I'm waiting for Brother and Om Rama in the apartment, huh?"


"Yes, Sil. Yes already, you and Rama mending break dul—"


"Well! There's an angel of heaven, Gun!" The cry from Hersa made Gugun immediately pause his sentence, then his eyes looked forward.


The car they were waiting for stopped in a parking lot in front of a large roadside mosque. And the engine of the car was shut down.


"Where is the angel of heaven?" ask Gugun curiously.


"That's it, Gun." Hersa pointed to a black-hijabed and green-blamis tosca girl, who was walking alone with a prayer mat and a mukena bag in her hand. When examined from a distance, his face looks so familiar. And not long ago Gugun immediately recognized that she was Miss Sweet aka Astuti. "Looks, soon your retirement will be over, Gun!"


I don't know what Hersa said, but the man immediately got out of the car with his excitement. Then he quickly approached Tuti.


"Why Hersa?!" Gugun rushed down from his car, then approached the two of them. However, his face looked so panicked, let alone seeing that his friend had already extended his hand in front of Tuti. Like getting her acquainted.


...For the next few days ..all Author novels that are ongoing will slow down update, yes! Please understand, because Author is again in the village now, ngurusin Mama who is sick 😭...


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