
Yup!! reza said in his heart. No one can describe his happiness right now.
So happy.
Thank you my dear Sean. Inner Reza. If there's no child, I don't know what his life is now.
Maybe forever Reza will be a widower, a widower who is long old and lonely.
It had both agreed that way, so now Reza and Ajeng were preparing to enter the core event.
Reza helps Ajeng to take off her wedding dress.
Repeatedly Ajeng gulped his own saliva violently, his body was already trembling when papa Reza finally managed to take off the dress.
Until his almost innocent body finally plastered real.
They only use dallamam. One at the bottom and one at the top.
It was fortunate that there was already her long hair that had been severed, so it was enough to cover her tempting shoulders.
"Mas Reza don't look! The meru! I'm ashamed of you," whined Ajeng, despite saying that he was ready to be born and inner But still it feels very embarrassed when looked at like this.
moreover, he was not wearing clothes.
Oh Allah, it feels creepy. It was already pulsing unbecoming because of the core of his body.
"Yes, yes" Reza replied gently, from the beginning he had to be patient. But now his pants feel tight.
He's ready for combat.
Reza then turned her back to Ajeng, while the woman rushed straight to the closet and picked up her nightgown.
After that, they both clean the body in the bathroom.
The bathroom is outside the room, right near the kitchen. So when they come out like that, they meet with other families.
Just smiling and greeting each other, no one dared to tease about the first mallam.
But like that, Ajeng was embarrassed.
Now that they're back in the room, Reza has locked the door.
"Darling, the lights want to turn off or on?" ask Reza.
Ajeng was drying his face with a towel.
"Well, what about Mas Reza?" ask Ajeng, confused.
"Yes yes yes yes yes already, just turn it on, let easy entry," replied Ajeng keceplosan.
He even directly patted his own forehead when he finished saying that sentence.
"I-I mean let's look at Mas!" timpal Ajeng again, so his own misbehavior.
Reza smiled, but she actually wanted to laugh.
"Here" call Reza.
The deg! O Allah. Batin Ajeng's.
I swear, his heart is currently pounding once, but with all the courage he has finally approached Papa Reza.
Ajeng initially sat on the edge of the bed, but then Papa Reza directed him to lie down immediately.
Deg! not only is the heart beating like that, but Papa Reza's too.
Now Ajeng was lying down, and papa Reza was pushing him down a bit. But Ajeng could already feel something different pressing down on your body. Feels hard and I don't know, Ajeng can't explain it.
Reza then gently stroked Ajeng's face, looking fresh because his wife had just washed her face.
"Beautiful" said Reza.
Ajeng has repeatedly biting his own lower lip, deg-degan is not careless.
"Look at me dear," pinta Reza as Ajeng lowered his gaze.
As fast as lightning Ajeng obeyed the wishes of her husband, until finally they both became mutually remain like this.
"Bismillah, are we starting?"
Ajeng.
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Who does not know Aunt Jia stopped by here huh ...
Title: After Divorce
by : Lunoxs