New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
Let me be selfish

Aisha immediately pushed Faris' chest so realized what they were doing right now.

“Why?” faris asked in a hoarse voice holding back something that was already churned because of her recent actions.

Aisha did not answer, she simply turned her face away and tried to escape from the man in front of her. Soon Faris grabbed Aisha's chin to look back at her.

“Say the same Brother, what should Ica do to let Ica trust her again?” Faris even said with a slight plea.

“Kita ..” Aisha seemed hesitant to continue her sentence.

Suddenly Faris' body docked again, making Aisha hold her breath and close her net, but it turns out Faris docked to open the drawer right behind her. The man appears to take out several sheets of paper that have been stacked into one.

“Because of this? Because Ica no longer want to touch?” tanya Faris showed the lawsuit letter as well as some letters from the religious court he had just taken.

Aisha just peeked without saying, her tongue even seemed to be confused to just say ‘iya’.

Without asking for Aisha's approval, all the papers that were in Faris's hands were torn, and even scattered to the floor where they stood.

“Now there is none. As long as your breath is still blowing .. You will never let the curse letters reach the court! Whatever happens!” tukas Faris with a little emphasis. Aisha could not deny anything because it was deep in her heart she never wanted this separation.

Faris approached again, squeezing Aisha's body between the closet and herself. Aisha even turned her face to cover the obvious nervousness because of the distance they were now really close together.

“Let Brother be a little selfish tonight,” whispered Faris with his heavy voice.

Not yet Aisha answered, suddenly both hands Faris has switched to reach her waist and lift Aisha's body until immediately sitting on top of a short closet that is right behind her.

“Bang!” Just now Aisha was about to raise her protest when impatiently Faris just silenced her lips with the lips of the man, no more soft kisses as usual, no more, now all Aisha feels is Faris who is so demanding and hunting.

“Mpph. Release Bang! Ica don't want.” Aisha rebelled as she felt her body drift apart as Faris led her into a room more properly called a room.

Again Faris silenced the lips with his lips, he continued to carry his steps towards the top of the bed without heeding the rebellion Aisha who was now under her confinement.

“Ica must be cold right?” faris asked the cheeky squealing with her surfing hands taking off everything Aisha was wearing.

“Ssshhh off Bang .. Ica want to go.” As much as Aisha's energy closed her lips tightly so as not to make a sound over what Faris did to her body, but it seems that her body's response is now not even in line with her speech.

“Where are you going, baby? Hemm?”

Faris's hand does not even now remain silent guerrilla make sensual movements in all parts of the woman's body which of course is his wife.

“Ica want to go sshhh .. Ica want to go from live Brother.” Aisha remained unyielding and continued to rebel like a prisoner. But Aisha's restrained voice was even more beautiful in Faris's ears. The more Aisha rebelled, the more challenged the instinct to hunt Faris who is now mastering it.

“Neither can Darling,” whispered Faris with his grin.

 As powerful as Aisha tried to get rid of the hand of Faris who continue to force, they now even look like a mafia and captive with the dominant Faris forced Aisha whose power is certainly not comparable to her.

As soon as Aisha was about to get up, Faris just pulled the body back to fall into her lap, “Where are you going to hemm? All doors are already Brother key .. and only Brother can unlock it.” Again Faris did not even give Aisha a chance to just breathe a sigh of relief, because now her lips have even traced every inch of Aisha's smooth skin that succeeded in easily opening the cover cloth.

“Abang sshhh .. untuk Bang, Ica want to go home.”

“Ngak can Darling ...,” whispered Faris who now brought Aisha's face to stare at the big glass that now coincides in front of them. Faris brushed Aisha's hair to expose her neck, her lips stopped there. It is clearly seen if Faris slightly sucked it to cause red marks which of course obvious.

“Look it in the glass .. This is the act of Brother. This is proof that Ica belongs to Abang.”

Aisha, who was unable to control herself due to Faris' hand on her body, could only squirm on her husband's lap.

“Sshh Bang ...” The whimper even sounded like a plea to Faris who was already unable to control herself.

“Ica can't go Honey, Ica tied forever with Brother.”

Faris now continues to make Aisha helpless with her actions, “Liat Darling, see how you are so crazy about Ica,” said Faris on the sidelines of his activities.

Aisha still continues to rebel, but unfortunately her body just shakes violently receiving every touch from the man who even now forces her. By not knowing himself, now Aisha's lips even more clearly let out small groans that made Faris even more unable to bear.

“Relax yes Dear .. Brother be careful kok,” said Faris softly, frowned Aisha's forehead that was so longed, her breath was hunting with the mind that also floated flying.

Faris is just an ordinary man, patience has its limits, say he is selfish at this time because it imposes a desire that has been so torturing him. Again faced with a woman who is the only one who has taken his world, honestly Faris can not not not to finish what has been held back.

Aisha's face is now even reddened to feel Faris who is no longer controlled, wanted to shout even it feels impossible because the man above her now can not deny still being her husband.

Aisha felt her body so limp that as usual the long sigh of relief from her husband was clearly heard ending their activities.

Faris closed his eyes as relief, escaping, making his body seem to fly away. The anxiety also longs for being one now as if it had slipped to where it should be. Not feeling a small grain dripping makes it collapse and hide his face in the recess of Aisha's neck which seems to still regulate her breath. “Alhamdulillah .. thank you Mrs Faris, sorry Abang brusque,” whispered then grabbed Aisha's weak body into her arms.

Feeling so limp, Aisha could only hide her face without even returning her husband's words, and her net was immediately shut down with no power to resist her sleepiness. Even now Aisha seems to have forgotten where she is.

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