Naughty Little Wife
The Hot Middle East Men's Association!!

"Let them wait in the living room" Juna said, clamping his forehead. Looks frustrated.

"Why? Who're they?" ask Eleonara curiously.

"They're Turkish Uncle Aunty's friends" Moza replied as if he really knew.

"Friends from Turkey? Moza knows them?"

"of course. They are super heroes of Moza. When Moza in Turkey is in trouble, Uncle's friends will be willing to help Moza like a hero. They were all nice and sticky with Uncle. If Uncle is in Turkey, going everywhere must always be together," he explained while thrusting clothes on Eleonara, asking to be worn. Eleonara put it on.

"I think your friend just give it up," Eleonara told Juna who was trying to get up despite his dizzy head. "Wait for me to finish Moza first. I'll help you meet them."

"no need. You and Moza are inside."

"Well, why is that?" Eleonara looked disappointed.

"My family's extradition, don't you remember?"

"O-oh, who can't come out if there's a male guest? But, don't you want to introduce me to them, hum?!" Eleonara turned her lips around while grumbling, but her hands were busy tidying up Moza's appearance.

"Hmm .. okay. Quickly put on clothes then," said Juna who immediately made Eleonara's smile perfect.

"It's over, isn't it, Auntie? Mosa is beautiful, right? Mosa wants to meet Uncle's friends first, ah. Drug ...." Moza went straight out of the room while running small. It was a pleasure to meet his uncle's friends. Basic child centile.

Eleonara rushed to find clothes. Juna could only watch from the bed. Passion exists, but energy does not seem to. Though the curves of Eleonara's body without clothes are so tempting. Eleonara was like a fire dancing in plain sight. His movements were wearing dallaman, causing turmoil in the chest.

I don't know since when, his feet stepped closer to Eleonara. Juna kissed Eleonara's shoulder from behind. His hands were coiled around his slender waist.

"Hey, I'm wearing clothes. Didn't you tell me to hurry?" eleonara said as she shook her body to let Juna's embrace slip.

Juna shook his head with closed eyes. "I can't stand to see you without a piece of clothing" he whispered.

"Then don't look. Blindfold. Don't let your friends wait long."

"Heh, let it go. Who invited them to come anyway?" juna Ketus.

"Don't do it, dong. Poor thing, all the way from Turkey is probably just to see how you're doing."

"Ck, they just want to laugh at me because I don't usually get sick" Juna said with a loud snort.

Eleonara sighed emptyly with a shake of head. He pulled away, then rushed to tidy up his appearance. When she finished, Juna led her out to meet her friends.

And what Eleonara saw in the living room. Her sofa is filled with handsome hot jeletot men from the Middle East. The thin sideburns and the distinctive Turkish facial lines that are so thick really shake the faith. They even looked towards Eleonara and Juna. Their eyes glimmered and her smile was dazzling. Eleonara was almost unconscious because her heart melted like hot ice cream.

Emran Aslan (31)

Author : Mon maap, it's a delay ((

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Draw Yyldiz (32)

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Zafer Kurtas (32)

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Danyal Osman (29)

Moza was just so excited to see them. It turns out they were, uhuk! Why is there no one who is not handsome? I feel less. (Batin Eleonara while hiding her face as Juna led her by holding her hand)

It felt like Eleonara wanted to hide in the corner just like this. Now to stay in his room instead of family traditions seems to have no time.

"Gecmis olsun, Kardesim" they said in unison, smiling mockingly at Juna. It means like get will soon or hopefully get well soon. Cartesim \= brother. Juna's friends already regard Juna as their brother.

"This is Serkan, this is Emran, Osman and this is Zafer" Juna said, introducing her friends to Eleonara.

"Grabble," they answered kindly, but it was undeniable that Juna's friends were staring at Eleonara with a myriad of questions in their heads.

"Kim's? (Who?)" whispered Serkan to Juna, curious.

"Kimsin's sen? (Who are you?)" asked Emran, the handsome one.

"Guzel," said Osman the mischievous but charming in a soft voice with a faint smile.

"Goodoo," juna said without further ado. Just contact the eyes of the two friends Juna perfectly rounded.

"Good?!"

Synch \= couple.

"Evet, because (Yes, my wife)," said Juna again reassured.

Eleonara quietly swung her hand at Moza who was sitting on the lap of the Calls. Moza seemed to understand his point. He rushed to Eleonara and his uncle's friends were fussing over the truth about Eleonara's status.

Eleonara whispered something in Moza's ear. "What are they talking about? Ice ice, what does that mean? Are they thirsty? Ask for ice water?"

Just touching it made Moza laugh out loud. "No, Aunt. That means a couple. Uncle is introducing Auntie to his friends" he explained.

"Ah, so is it." Eleonara rubbed the nape of her neck while blushing.

"Then they ask 'Monday adin ne?' The answer is 'Benim adim Leona.' It means what your name is and the answer is my name is Leona" whispered Moza patronizing with her cute little lips.

"Benim adim Leona (trying to recite a Turkish accent). Wow, Moza is great." Eleonara gave Moza two thumbs up while smiling widely with sparkling eyes. Suddenly the beautiful smile on Eleonara's face seized a lot of attention from Juna's friends.

"Elena!!"

The deg!

Eleonara immediately shrunk her smile and silenced her own mouth. He understood why Juna's friends called him that, surely because of the dimples on his cheeks that arise when smiling.

Juna immediately denied it and also explained that Eleonara was not Elena. They only bear the resemblance of her smile and her dimples alone.

"Monday adin ne? (What's your name?)" ask Eleonara. Finally, what was previously learned from Moza was triggered as well.

"Benim adim Leona" he said with confidence. Juna had not expected Eleonara to be able to answer him as simple as that.

"Nerelisin (which person)?" asked Zafer, the refrigerator man but his silence was his charm.

Moza whispered something in Eleonara's ear. Juna who noticed only sighed blankly while shaking his head. She thought Eleonara could purely be alone, not have a child translation.

"Ben Endonezyalim. Memnun oldum (i am Indonesian, glad to meet you)," replied Eleonara.

Hand over suddenly clapped her hands while revealing her smile. As well as Emran, Zafer and Osman, they all grinned while looking at each other. Eleonara is confused.

"Why?" eleonara whispered to Juna.

Juna even spread his shoulders not knowing.

"You don't remember, Jun? We used to make promises, anyone who was first married among us must be ready his wife kidnapped 4 days 4 nights by us. Each of us spent 24 hours with your wife. And now .. You're the first. Hahaha ...," the laughter of Juna's friends broke unstoppably until it boomed.

M-do they speak Indonesian? (Eleonara was surprised and deceived)

"Leona, is she called? Guzel and very young, looks still fresh. You're playing around with this girl, hm?" tanya Osman tried to tempt Juna who was sick to be entertained.

"Wait first! Do you guys speak Indonesian? Glad again his pronunciation. What does it mean to spend 4 days and 4 nights with you?" eleonara asked as she glanced there and there looking for answers because her mind started to mess up. Although all of these were adult men before her, Eleonara was not afraid to question what she did not understand because it seemed to lead to something that smelled sensitive.

Juna was asked for an explanation instead of avoiding his gaze while pretending to stroke his crest. Eleonara's feelings are getting worse.

Don't tell Mr Juna to let me take four of his friends? (Eleonara's inner being was prejudiced)

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