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Finally Fitted

Chapter 109

"Aren't you really lying?" rara asked, there was a tone of anxiety from her voice trembling slightly.

Retno nodded steadily.

"Maybe your brother just wants to take me, he's a gang as well as Gandi" said Rara.

"I don't know for sure. However, we must be careful. Ready to know currently Gandi is in Jakarta," said Retno warned.

Rara was thinking. Whether Gandi brought Azkia or not. Perhaps if Azkia was left in the village it could be easier to persuade her same mother Gandi gave Azkia.

They must understand that Azkia is better with her mother, in order to be properly cared for. Because according to the residents, Azkia looks to be quiet, not quiet like good godly children, but quiet looks moody.

However, Rara knows her brother Retno is one gang with Gandi. Who knows it's just a bluff so that Rara feels anxious and does not concentrate on working because she feels worried about the news.

So it is necessary to ascertain whether his brother Rara asked for an address in Jakarta that really Gandi would go to Jakarta or just drama to be Rara's attention?

Retno got the news from her mother, because she felt suspicious. What was his brother suddenly asking Retno's address? And in fact, until now his brother was no contact Retno. Are you going to Jakarta or is there a need?

Once examined, this may have something to do with Gandi. That was why Retno had to convey this to Rara.

"Yes, you need to be more careful. The presence or absence of Gandi to Jakarta, consider this a sign not to be too careless. Moreover, you live alone here," suggested Retno.

"Yes Ret, you're right. Thanks yeah. I'll try to call the village. Wondering if Mas Gandi is in the village or not."

"Well, that. Better tell the same people home. Let me help you find information. Em ... I've been paying attention to Ra. May your troubles be solved soon," Retno pityed, to her best friend.

Rara nodded, her head continuously thinking what to do first.

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While Rara was in anxiety, elsewhere a couple were mixing love.

At first Mona was sleeping like the night before her back to Purba. However, Purba could not stand the scent of Mona's body especially she had not channeled her needs to the wife.

A habit is often opium, especially about the desire of a man. No cat would refuse the fish in front of him let alone this was already his right. Cats will not be picky fish, if they are hungry.

So even in Ancient times, no matter how hard her heart could not accept the name Mona to enter and be placed into someone special. But Purba needed to relieve fatigue in his head.

That night Purba could not stand it anymore, his body shifted closer to Mona who was sleeping soundly, with the atmosphere of the room only illuminated by night lights.

When his hands touched the warmth of Mona's body, it could no longer be held back the impulse of imagination that was in the head of Ancient, let alone the desire that rumbled in his chest was getting hotter.

As her hand revealed Mona's upper body cloth, the scent of her body grew, her Ancient hand touching the white skin, inevitably, the blood boiled even more.

Mona remained silent because the movements of Purba were very slow and smooth.

Ancient also enjoy the warming that seems to settle. One side he did not want to disturb Mona who he said was sick, one side of the candlestick could not be expected again.

Gradually the hand of Ancient increasingly dominates the body Mona spread everywhere, until Mona squirms because her sleep feels something disturbing.

Feeling Mona's body temperature is not like a sick person, Purba is no longer reluctant to continue to the next stage.

As the Ancient hand that roamed Mona's body changed with her working lips, Mona began to react. He grabbed the hair of the ancients, responding to the still half-conscious pleasures.

But then Mona woke up. He immediately pushed his Ancient head and Mona reflexes wake up, sit up and then shuffle to the back of the bed.

"What's the matter Ma?" ask Purba, with breath still cringing.

"E .. don't, se...." The Ancient Hand directly held Mona's lips with his finger.

"Why are you always such a fear these days? Your body is not like a sick person. What's up?" The ancients became more astonished.

"Nothing, I just." said Mona still nervous and confused.

"We're not newlyweds anymore. If not ready, because what?" reply Ancient.

Mona's hand that re-mas her sweater in the chest to prevent Purba from doing it again, is now touched by Purba. Gently removed and then Purba who slowly advanced to face Mona. Until between their lips getting closer the roar of breath was inevitable provoking each other's desires.

It is not Mona's name if an Ancient cannot conquer her passion.

Although still with a heart dag dig dug, which can not resist the reaction from her husband, let alone look her husband is very wanted.

The half-disclosed sweater is now completely detached, although in Mona's mind she is still frightened, as her husband enjoys the body of many remaining signs of ownership from others. Mona can only pray that Purba does not realize the strange things in her body.

Romance struggle ensues, nothing is different when two people are already at the peak of passion. Sometimes common sense doesn't work. Mona was calm, freely enjoying the game from her husband.

However, when the peak activity will be done, Purba had stopped as if he felt the space that had been a place to release his weight like different.

Worry returned to Mona's feelings, although in the dark she could notice the Ancient face.

However, before long Purba immediately played its role back, even different pleasures were felt.

Is it possible because Mona has been drinking herbal medicine for a few days or because they have been fasting for almost two weeks.

Likewise with Purba, when for a moment he stopped, he actually felt the longing for a place that became the outlet of lust.

Thirty minutes was enough for them to enjoy the heaven of the world. Now two people are drowning on the top of the contest, with their bodies covered only by a thick, soft cloth.

Mona who was still stabilizing her breath, glanced at Ancient. Slowly shuffling and hugging him. The ancients welcomed Mona's embrace, though her eyes were still closed.

"Mas, can I ask you a question?" mona said in the arms of the ancients.

"Hem," response Ancient.

"Did you bring me nothing from Singapore?"

Mona, ventured into fishing chatter, to remind Purba of the surprise that would be given to her.

Purba nodded, "There is," he said, not changing position.

Seriate....