Not the Cool Wife
18

Nafisah knocked on the door of Alvian's room.Because there was no sound of the owner of the room he tried to enter. And sure enough Alvian wasn't in the room. He examined the room but did not find Alvian. I just heard water splashing from the bathroom. He tried to wait for Alvian in the room.

Today she returned to her previous room because her mother-in-law had gone home. Although his clothes are still in Alvian's room, he has not been able to fix his clothes.

The sound of the door opening. Nafisah turned to the bathroom where Alvian came out using only a towel wrapped around his waist. Featuring his athletic body sispek with box box belly. His breath caught up to see the scene in front of him.

Alvian approached Nafisah still with his flat face.Nafisah tried to get up from his seat facing Alvian while bowed.

"M.mas. Naf wants to apologize to you." Alvian was silent. He wanted to know what his wife was going to do to get her heart.

"Naf is wrong. Naf talked to another man without asking permission. The breath is sinful. Please excuse Naf mas. Naf did not want to be cursed with God because it made Naf's husband angry and disappointed." Her words were even tears escaped flowing down her cheeks.

Alvian was touched to hear the words of Nafisah. He touched his wife's chin and raised his head to look into the wife's beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly at the wife's beautiful face.

"Never turn away from me. You are only mine.only mine. And until whenever it will be mine."

Alvian brought his face closer to his wife, so there was no distance between them. Nafisah took a deep breath and closed her eyes, she resigned to what her husband would do.

Alvian and Nafisah share the passion of love that they have longed for, along with the breath that is mutually fused and earthy.

The boisterous sound of the night did not hinder the roar of the breath of the two to put each other down. Fused together until their heart beat irregular.

"May I ask for it tonight?" Alvian asked with hunting breath holding back the turmoil that was within him.

Nafisah looked down could not bear to look into the eyes of the husband's eagle.As if he wanted to pounce on him alive at that moment.

Seeing Nafisah only silent makes Alvian understand if Nafisah is not ready. " Well, if you're not ready you won't force." He said, still staring at Nafisah.

When Alvian was about to turn, Nafisah immediately pulled her husband's hand.

"Do mas. Breath ready.Mas entitled to self Naf." His words were shrill but could still be heard by Alvian.

"really?" Ask her again to be sure.

The breath is just embarrassed. With the spirit of Alvian immediately carrying Nafisah up his big size bed and lay Nafisah. Tonight will be a historic night for both of them.For the first time they are this close.

Slowly Alvian opened the veil of Nafisah. Plastered white face Nafisah very beautiful.Long black hair, making Alvian more burned.

Breath is more and more restraining the turmoil that exists in him, this is really only felt by Nafisah, a very strange sense, where fear and curiosity become one. All of this was not easy for Nafisah, she had to leave the most precious thing to herself even to her own husband.

Nafisah was very embarrassed, she covered her face with both hands when all the things she had been hiding were now not covered by a thread before her husband Alvian.

Alvian is very happy tonight, he smiled when he saw the look of his wife's face red blushing due to the turmoil that began to heat up the flow of blood.

Although their marriage began to be arranged and there is no basis for love, but Alvian already felt the vibe with his wife.He promised from tonight he would devote his love only to his wife's Nafisah. Only the Nafisah.

"Darling, tonight we will make history in our lives, this tomb you and I will be us, no distance anymore, mine to be yours and yours to be mine, you've given me the color of my life."

Alvian silenced the tiny lips of Nafisah with her lips so greedy devoured everything.

"Bag". The breath grimaced when Alvian was in front of the door of his crown which he had been guarding.

"Look down, baby. It will be slow, the pain is only at the beginning. You hold it down".

Nafisah biting her lips grimaced holding back the new taste she first felt.

"Hmmhhhhh". The hissing breath endured the pain while staring at the eagle eyes belonging to her husband.

"Honey. Is it very painful? I'll stop if you want to". Alvian spoke hoarsely with the roar of hunting breath. He saw his wife who was in pain because of her.

"No mas. Continue to." Nafisah said stingy withstanding pain as well as turmoil that really burned his passion.

Alvian again silenced Breath's lips with his.********** soft* to make Breath relax again. When it was felt that Nafisah was already drifting by his passion Alvian again tried to do his unification.

Nafisah shed tears, she did not expect now she really officially became Alvian's full wife.

The sweet and gentle treatment of alvian to Nafisah made Nafisah fly away. Time seemed to accelerate quickly as the heartbeat and rhythm of the breath that increasingly hunt from Alvian signifies that he had reached the peak of nirvana that is always coveted by newlyweds.

This beautiful night bears witness to their union perfecting their worship as one of the sunnahs that the prophet had taught.

"Thank you Nafisah Adelia daughter of Atmaja." Alvian kissed Nafisah's forehead lovingly just before falling asleep.

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