MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
EPISODE SIXTH

Plain ali? Not that stupid either.

Young age, twenty years, does not mean he does not understand such things.

Nonsens for teenage men who grow up do not understand the affairs of the opposite sex and all the whiny tektek women lenong furniture in this day and age.

Ali had never practiced real work and only often kepo on his theory. Plus there are also school subjects that discuss parts of human organs both men and women. Ali was not stupid, though innocent for his age who was already a two-headed and lived in the Capital.

Over time and age is increasing, libido and young blood are volatile, it is natural if the lust of bir++inya increases rapidly.

Moreover, in front of him there was a girl who used to be so adored until carried away the dream of dating Laila.

Their eyes looked at each other.

The gentle vibrations slowly intertwined with the behavior of Ali who began to be active.

His fingers gently rubbed Laila's hair child who looked messy because it almost fell moist on the floor earlier.

"Laila.., you, you're so beautiful."

Ali's gentle whisper made Laila bow.

"Hmmm..."

Hearing des++++ Laila back fishing syah++tnya.

Remembering the heat struggle in the dreamland He was with Keti. Along making Ali want to make love for real even though now in front of him is Laila, not Keti.

Oh, my God, my God! Would I be guilty of having Laila? But.., Laila is my legal wife despite the new series. And Keti? Hhh. I don't know what our status is. Hhh...

Laila really made Ali more courageous.

Even when the towel that had wrapped his body loose slumped down on the floor, his manner was merely silent despite being humbled in shame.

"Sorry.., I ruined your negligee, La!"

"You are a bastard, Ali Akbar!!! He's mine, not yours!!!"

Ali gasp. His eardrums caught the voice of the Word that scolded him.

Ali spontaneity whimpers. Distracting his gaze from the beautiful body of Laila who had been engulfed without blinking.

"Chelle..."

"Well?"

"Do you love the Word?"

Deg.

Laila's heart was full as if it had been tapped by a great hammer.

Instantly he took the lying towel and rewrapped his voluptuous signal body.

"If you don't want me, don't remind me of the Word!" sneak it with a cold voice as cold as ice stone balokan.

Laila took a change of clothes.

Removing his towel quickly and pulling his badly torn negligee.

Almost nosebleed Ali saw Laila who was half bug++.

Ali lowered his head. Shame himself.

But the junior is hard to control and...

Grep.

Let me occasionally be a bad guy to my own wife! He murmured in his heart.

His faith he could not condition, even though he was withheld his faith.

"Original!"

Laila screeched but was happy in heart.

Ali pushed Laila's body down on the bed. The crazy body was even like racing, making Ali increasingly volatile naf++nya.

He kissed the recesses of Laila's neck that contained.

The smell of Laila's body intoxicates Ali to unconsciousness again. Ali was drunk playing around in an area that was always in the shadow of delusion.

Enjoy making love, so fill his heart and head.

He could not have missed this opportunity. The opportunity he always dreamed of when his life grew.

Some are wet, but not wet. Ali really practiced the theory that he got from the dream world.

I don't know if this is true or not.

Laila is Ali's wife and Ali's husband Laila.

Suddenly Ali stared at the messy bedsheet like it was hit by a war missile last night.

Laila was awake and seemed to be taking a bath.

Ali remembered the vague stories he had heard. If the bed linen there are red patches, the sign of his wife is a tingting virgin. But if there isn't, I don't know.

Deg deg deg deg

Deg deg deg deg

Ali was looking for bloodstains coming out of Laila's hole, but... Just smell perengus blend semen and liquid sperm++nya asem-asem tai cat.

"Gee!"

Ali took his phone.

Urge upset because the quota runs out so can not googling about his making love experience last night.

Ali's moving to the bathroom.

The sunlight broke through the window sign that the day had gone by.

Pantesan the Laila didn't wake up I asked for antherin to the bathroom! Ali muttered in his heart.

"Did?!" call shy.

Chequek.

"Can,"

"Come in here."

Ali merry. Laila's hand pulled her into the bathroom.

Laila's body is twice as seductive as last night.

Plain body without a thread and wet and shiny striped bath soap.

Oh, my God, my God...

The next round they do in a different style than last night.

Ali is getting smarter along with rapid progress in maneuvering.

"sick! Pain mostly!" grinning Laila softly grimaced with a smile holding the base of her pah+.

Ali laughed a little. His knees were also limp and tremble.

"Mandi junub, Yang!" ali's whisper made Laila smile.

"What prayer? Actually La ga tau," said Laila embarrassed.

"I don't know either, but you're going to finish your period must be a clean shower. What prayers?"

"Nawaitul ghusla lifraf il hadatsil akbari minal haidil lillahi ta'ala. That is, "I intend to take a mandatory bath to purify the great hadas of menstruation because of Allah Ta'ala."

"Any way to take a tub of junub? Different huh?"

"Different. Have you never had a wet dream?"

"Huhuh? Wet dream?"

Laila chuckles. He cupped Ali's face and angrily kissed her cheek.

"Wet bath. Sure often. Is your religious teacher in High School not teaching?"

"Gajarin, definitely. But I'm a dableg, forgot his rote. So stupid like this. Ehh La, may I ask you a question?"

"What?"

"You.., you.., what a virgin or,"

Plakk.

"Ali?!?" laila exclaimed in a rage until she spontaneously slapped Ali's cheek hard.

Sontak Ali bowed. Realize that the question hurt Laila's heart.

"Ma_lt..."

"You are so stupid! Can't a virgin be equal to a widow? I'm a virgin, never married!" laila said it was getting emotional.

Ali looked down deep.

His body shivered with cold.

Laila flushed her body fast. Removes soap stains and shampoo foam that still covers his body.

But he also flushed Ali's body like bathing the body of a five-year-old boy.

"Squat down!" his orders are upset.

Tukks.

Laila tapped Ali's head with a dipper.

"Ouch!" Ali complaining.

"It's!" laila's orders again.

"Nawaitul ghusla li raf'il hadatsil akbari minal jinaabati fardhan lillahi ta'ala. It means: "I intend to bathe to remove the great hadas of jinabah, fardu because of Allah ta'ala."

"Slow down,." said Ali in a sulking voice.

"Nawaitul ghusla, li raf'il hadatsil akbari,"

"Nawaitul ghusla, li raf'il hadatsil akbari,"

"Jinaabati's final,"

"Jinaabati's final,"

"Fardhan lillahi ta'ala."

"Fardhan lillahi ta'ala."

Byurr...

Laila bathed Ali. They both back down.

"Why are you asking me if I'm a virgin or not?" tanya Laila made Ali bowed silently.

"I'm just having sex with my partner for the first time." Ali's answer made Laila answer quickly.

"Yes the same! You think, I'm dating here and there like to be squeezed them so easily? (Tukk : Laila again knocks Ali's head with a dipper)"

Ali hugged Laila's body.

"Sorry, sorry..sorry my wife!"

"You're worried, aren't you? You're worried I've lost my virginity? Does love begin with all of this? Does it matter? Is virginity so important today? And..."

Grepp's.

Ali ambushed Laila's mouth until she stopped babbling.

Ali melum++ quickly. So delicious.

"Marriage turned out to be this fun!" he said with a happy smile looking at the face of Laila, his wife.

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