Most Beautiful Khilafat
The Most Beautiful Conversation Chapter 26.

After a long time of silence outside, Zayn got up from his seat and walked towards the door of the room. A hint of guilt was implied on his face, he shouldn't have said that to Zahira.

"Tok Tok Tok"

"Darling, open the door! I'm going in" Zayn exclaimed from out there.

Zahira who was lying down deliberately ignored him. He was still angry because of Zayn's remark on the page earlier. Perhaps he accused Zahira of still thinking about Roni, if Zahira would have been from yesterday - yesterday he came back to the man.

"Darling.." shouted Zayn loudly.

Zahira pulls the blanket over and rolls around inside. To hell with Zayn, to turn upside down even if Zahira doesn't care.

"Dear, I'm sorry. That was-"

Zayn was silent for a moment, he remembered that his room key was only using rotated wood. He then walked towards the kitchen and picked up a knife, then returned and poked the edge of the door slightly stretched out.

After the door opened, Zayn put the knife in the corner of the floor and walked up to Zahira who had been lost in the blanket.

Zayn reviewed the smile seeing that, then lay down next to Zahira and hugged her tightly.

"Don't hug!" ketus Zahira from the blanket. Despite the tightness he tried to hold it.

"Why can't it? Did that hug his own wife?" goda Zayn stumbled at a smile.

"Quite Zayn, I'm not kidding. Take me off, if not-"

"If it's okay?" cut Zayn.

"I'll get out of here" Zahira continued.

"Where are you going?" ask Zayn.

"Back to Roni. Is that what you're accusing of?" answer Zahira lightly.

"So the story wants CLBK with him?" Zayn frowned.

"Yes..." Zahira took her face out of the blanket, then inhaled as much air as possible. Her chest was really tight rolling around in the blanket just now.

Shortly after their gazes met, Zahira puffed her cheeks. She was about to get out of bed but Zayn pulled her down on Zayn's chest.

"Where are you going?" Zayn twists Zahira's small body and locks it.

"Before Zayn, I will not be touched by you." said Zahira with a murderous look.

"Who does she want to touch?" Zayn squinted.

"Whoever, just don't you." replied Zahira origin.

"Oh, so the story doesn't need me anymore?" Zayn sharpened his gaze.

"No.." Zahira's bell.

"Related?" Zayn smelled a smile.

"Yes.." nodded Zahira.

"Okey, then go!" Zayn let go of his embrace.

"All right, good-bye." Zahira quickly got out of Zayn's body and got out of bed. When he arrived at the doorway he turned around but Zayn threw his gaze in the other direction instead.

Upset that Zayn had not prevented it, Zahira continued her steps and slammed the door rudely.

"The husband has no heart! zahira was full of frustration. He actually stepped towards the front door and walked out of the house.

"Zayn, I hate you." growled Zahira with tightly clenched hands, then walked over to the car parked in the yard.

At once Zahira's lips pursed because he could not open the car door. The key is Zayn, how do I go?

In the room, Zayn peeked out of the window curtain. She laughed back and forth as she caught Zahira's adorable facial water.

"Bas stubborn, wear a show of support to go all in. You think it's easy to leave your husband, you won't be able to love." Zayn muttered stopping the laughter.

Then Zayn walked out of the room and followed Zahira to the courtyard. "Why stand up? He said he was leaving" exclaimed Zayn from the porch.

Zahira was aghast and turned towards Zayn. "Yes, I'm going. You don't have to worry,"

Without thinking Zahira immediately turned around and walked towards the fence. Her tears trickled as she felt that Zayn was really driving her away.

"Goodbye" Zahira cried. A second later, his body suddenly seemed to float in the air.

"Aaaaa.." cried Zahira in panic.

It turned out that Zayn was the one who carried her and brought her into the house.

"Zayn, put me down!" zahira snapped while beating her husband's back.

Zayn ignored him, he continued to carry Zahira like a sack of rice.

Arriving at the room, Zayn laid Zahira on the bed, then Zayn overstretched Zahira's body with a mischievous grin engraved on her lips.

"You're leaving me?" Zayn gritted his teeth and undressed the clothes attached to his body.

"You threw me out" said Zahira.

"When? Aren't you the one who insisted on leaving?" reply Zayn with reddened eyes like a hungry tiger.

"But you are first... Mmphh.." Zahira's words immediately came to a halt as Zayn closed his lips.

Zayn rubbed Zahira's lips greedily, his passion bursting after constant resistance from his wife.

Zahira who initially refused, now began to submit to follow the flow of her husband's game. His breath hunts as Zayn twists his tongue and sucks it strong.

Plus when Zayn explored his neck and licked it. All over Zahira's body goosebumps holding back the sense of the unknown. Especially when Zayn's hands squeezed both of his mountains and unbuttoned his pajamas one by one. Zahira's Roman feather stood up immediately.

"Aughhh.." de*sah Zahira as Zayn's tongue danced on the top of his mountain. Zayn sucks it in turns and bites it occasionally while continuing to squeeze it.

Satisfied to fight Zahira's twin mountains, Zayn went down and stripped off his pants and Zahira's safety triangle. Zayn bends Zahira's legs and dives into his wife's core with his tongue.

"Aughh... Yes.." de*sah Zahira with squeaking eyes. He squirmed as he lifted his butt enjoying a truly wonderful taste. Every now and then he screams as Zayn sucks his point.

Seeing Zahira's adorable reaction, Zayn stopped his action for a moment. "Still want to leave me?" asked Zayn with narrowed eyes.

Sontak Zahira opened her eyes, the two stared at him for a moment. Zahira shook her head. A thin grin curled at the corner of Zayn's lips.

Back Zayn continued his action that made Zahira bite her lip.

Then Zayn moved away and quickly stripped his pants that had narrowed since earlier.

"Aughhh.." de*sah Zahira as Zayn smuggles his juniors in Zahira's core.

While swinging his waist, Zayn did not let Zahira's twin mountains idle. He squeezed both of them and sucked his chest buds occasionally.

"Yes... Dear... Aughhh.." de*sah Zahira non-stop. He grabbed Zayn and squeezed his hair.

"Nake?" asked Zayn with a naughty grin.

"Mmm.." murmured Zahira nodded her head.

Not only was it delicious but it was able to make Zahira soar to the seventh heaven. His entire body was shivering with trembling legs. It is difficult to express in words.

Several times Zahira was made to scream because of the pressure that stomped to the crown. Even Zahira was whining for mercy.

"Why? Still want to get away from me?" ask Zayn again.

"No, baby, I'm not leaving. Yes, I'm tired." replied Zahira.

"It's a shame I still want to linger. It's a punishment for you for daring to leave me" Zayn smiled obliquely.

"Aughhh.." de*sah Zahira as Zayn speeds up his game.

Zahira completely lost her mind, many times she reached the peak of satisfaction that made her body tremble. He screamed again as he gripped Zayn's arm firmly.

"Akhhh." erang Zayn. Finally he fell down after spreading a new seed inside Zahira.

After withdrawing his junior, Zayn dropped down beside Zahira and hugged her tightly. "Don't even think of leaving me again!" he murmured with a loud breath.

Zahira carved a smile and hugged Zayn back. "No, I think you're-"

"Don't be stupid, I can't throw you out. We'll stay together until we age." Zayn pulled Zahira to his chest and kissed her forehead fondly.

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