Not Laila Majnun
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"Darling....!" Lukman hugged Laila from behind. Laila's hair that was being pigtailed high showed her white collar neck. Lukman pulled his wife's hair to the left side so she freely kissed the right neck.

"Mass... ticklish ah!" Laila who was washing cooking utensils felt that her activities were disrupted by the activities carried out by her husband. In a hurry he finished it, fortunately only a few remain.

"The children have all gone. I asked Alif for help to take Latif and Maryam" he said, then continued to use his hands to explore the body that had arisen behind Laila's perfect clothes.

"Where's it?" Ask Laila.

"I left it to bang Alif too. I told you that we have business to do and cannot be suspended" he said in a very loud and quiet voice.

"What business?" laila asked as she wiped her hands because the dishes and pans were all clean. Actually she knew what her husband was talking about but she wanted to tease him. I don't think he's done it in a long time. He misses times like that. The happiest time of his life.

"Emergency that a wife should not refuse. When a husband invites his wife to gather, the woman should come to him even if she is in the kitchen" (HR. Tirmidhi)

When a man takes his wife well into bed [concerning**], then the wife balked [disputed], so that the husband is angry with her, then the angel will curse; keep him from the mercy of Allah until dawn." (Bukhari HR. Lukman issued a suggestion to lock his wife's motion if not arguably forced.

"How much love I reasoned like that" Her voice sounded like she was seducing.

"That means I really need you right now, my dear Lail....!"

"But maas. What if there are guests?"

"Who is visiting this early in the morning? You got an appointment with someone?"

"No..... Not good aja massh.. early in the morning caught again clumsy. kan shy " Laila complains to try to reject her husband's invitation even though he actually has also started to ignite the fire of passion because of Lukman's hand that can not stop exploring.

"There is no prohibition. Any time can be done by a married couple. Morning, afternoon, evening, night. Be done at any time"

"If the matter is like this the spirit..!!. Where were you yesterday?" Tempta Laila again.

"If you don't want to. I'm going to the rice field!" He said he turned around to leave his wife.

Hurriedly Laila hugged her husband from behind, "Don't sulk baby! Who's that....." Laila's words were interrupted as the two heard the sound of knocking on the door and the greeting from the front.

"Who in the morning has visited. Just disturb!" Lukman said that looks emotional because it interferes with the moment the new wife wants to seduce her who is trying to sulk. The thing he missed the most yesterday was that they were both silent to each other.

He walked forward but Laila would not let go of his embrace. She was still on her husband's back. As a result, Lukman could not move his legs wide but he did not refuse his wife's hand. He even likes little things like this.

Only when almost the door to the living room did Laila let go of her embrace because although she was also curious about the guest but at this time she was not dressed that closed her aurot. Lukman then entered the living room to meet the person who was still standing behind the door.

Lukman's face instantly hardened after finding out who was visiting this early in the morning.

"Good morning sir! I want to meet Laila. Does Laila's mom exist?" Ask a man who is younger than him. Handsome and perlente.

"I'm Laila's husband. Have you had an appointment with my wife?" His expression was very predictable. The person who is angry because of jealousy blindly by pressing the word wife on the interlocutor to assert his position.

"Yet. We haven't made a deal. I just want to show my latest plans to Mbak Laila with a lower budget and..."

He who is not good at pretending let alone theatrical was immediately greeted by his wife with a hug. Laila knew her husband was jealous.

"Who?" Laila asked even though she knew who was visiting because she had stolen the hearing of the husband and the guest.

"There's a handsome, perlente in the living room waiting for you" His tone was crisp and his hands were unwilling to return the wife's embrace.

"I've asked him to discuss with bang Alif and sister Mia. Why is he still here?"

Laila looked at her husband's face and then turned to a face that was not willing to see him so that he would look at his face.

"Take him next door. We continue on" he said, cupping both sides of Lukman's face to keep seeing him.

"Continue what?" Lukman said flat even though he knew where they were going but he also wanted to be seduced by his own wife. It became his own pride for him because his male soul seemed to soar high in space. Feel in flatland and in puja. Feel the most special human being because it gets love from the beautiful wife.

Laila did not answer her husband's questions but directly pressed their lips together. Looking for peace there because doing it with loved ones as well as halal for both.

Lukman held back Laila's nape to deepen the link of their lips. Soluble in a thrilling atmosphere of body and soul. Forget there are other creatures still on the same roof.

Laila took off her husband's shirt in a hurry because her breathing could not hold any longer. Lukman did the same thing because his lust had flared up his chest and head. It was as if this was the first time for them to explore each other's hidden areas behind clothes and want to mersakan even more. Unite their two bodies and souls in one breath of love.

"Wait a minute, baby!" Lukman held back Laila's hand that wanted to get her pants off. The wife squinted her eyes, not accepting that her pleasure was stopped. Though the breath of the two had hunted each other as if afraid of running out of time.

Lukman with a bare chest opened the glass door that connects between the living room and the living room. He was unsettled by his half-naked state, disheveled hair plus a sweat patch on his hairy chest.

"You can meet my brother at the house next door. I'm sorry I can't accompany you because we're busy to complete our religious and state duties" Lukman said without further ado and then immediately left and closed the glass door. Lock it tightly while closing the curtains.

"MAZ.....!" Laila immediately greeted her husband. I can't wait to climb their climb. Lukman swiftly grabbed both of his wife's cheeks and linked his lips back. Continue what was just delayed. The more the spirit in guerrilla until Laila moaned and held her his hissing voice because Lukman was getting crazy. And after a long time finally they can do it again in the living room by still wearing a blanket to cover their aurot.

Morning conditions that bring cool breezes changed in the middle room at the house of Mr. Dirman. Hawanya turned into heat because the two were crazy like they had never done it for a long time.

Unlike a man in the living room. Intention wants to see Laila who in several meetings like there is a problem with her husband and he wants to enter into it. Trying to get close by being ear and ready to hear his curses.

Now what he's up against is the most embarrassing thing of his life. How Laila's husband came to her bare-chested with a sweaty streak left. Plaid belly hairy plaid also chest muscular field immediately shrink his guts to be present in the midst of the chaos of a family.

Before he actually left, he heard Laila's sighing voice making him swallow. There's an adult scene going on in there. He quickly left the house before his ears became even hotter.

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Long tumben I actually write, hopefully it can be read and understood yak.