Pledge of Love Rumi
because of moon cakes

In room...

After some cleaning, Rumi sat down next to Debby.

"Dad?" Call Rumi, while Debby shifts a little, not answering. Rumi who did not want to lose, he immediately put his head in the lap of the wife. Hugging the waist circumference of the wife while kissing her stomach. Debby was still trying hard not to laugh.

"Revelation." Said Debby pulling Rumi's hand to release her grip.

"Kok watch out, anyway? I miss the deck."

"I didn't... What do you think can ignore me?"

"Yes Allah. The anger still continues, right?" Rumi looked at his wife. "And I told you deck. I did not intentionally ignore your message."

"Emmm..." Debby answered briefly. Make Rumi sit up.

"Sorry kek... Sorry yeah. Sorry Zaujatti..." Smell Debby's cheeks. The girl slightly pushed Rumi's body, then shifted to grab the pillow. "Where are you going?"

"You're sleeping" Debby replied as she placed a bedcover blanket on the floor and placed a pillow over it.

"Eh... Deck. What's that for?"

"Make sleep.... I'm gonna sleep on the floor. Don't want the same side of my husband who ignored my chat messages." Debby had already taken a lying position on the blanket she had titled on the floor.

"Astagfirullah al'azim..." Rumi chuckled, "Don't dong, what's the wind?" Rumi sat next to Debby who was now changing positions, behind her.

"Belvin...!" answer Debby ketus.

"I slept on the floor. It's asin' rich." Rumi fell down next to Debby, on the same pillow.

"Damn... Unwilling. It's above me."

"No, good on the floor. Slide dong, narrow nih." Rumi pushes Debby's body with her buttocks because of their back position. Debby who wanted to laugh could only keep her mouth shut.

"If it's narrow it's up there."

"No, if you're downstairs, I'm downstairs."

"Ohssssshhh... Rese yes." Debby sat down. He saw Rumi had closed his eyes while smilingly hugging the bolster pillow.

"There go up, I'm downstairs."

"No way." Rumi's lips muttered like that without a sound.

Debby who could not bear the laughter finally chuckled, she hit Rumi's waist and stood up.

"Basic...! I slept on the floor."

"Eiiitts... Can't go, let's bobo on the floor. You're the one with this title, baby." Rumi pulls one of Debby's hands, while Debby's other hand holds on to the edge of the bed, holding her body back from falling onto Rumi.

Both of them laughed while doing that ridiculous thing, especially when Rumi moved to grab Debby's hand to release the fingers one by one, from his grip

"Let's go... Take-off..." Rumi muttered, while Debby just laughed trying to defend herself. After succeeding, his body immediately collapsed on a blanket on the floor.

"Yesaaa...." Erang Rumi slowly.

"Oh my goodness, brother...! Duh, falling's it going to be?"

"What's? You use sok ngambek anyway. Duh my back hurts deck." Rumi rubbed her own back.

"Roof... Rumi sisih. Here I see."

"Here you go, you have to. Haha." Rumi hugged Debora's body tightly making the girl laugh. When the kiss attack has begun to launch Rumi. The two make out on that floor, kiss there and kiss here. Until the desire of both began to rise. Rumi decided to continue their business in bed.

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Debby just came out of the bathroom, along with Rumi. Both of them had just had a big shower after taking five minutes earlier.

"Change the deck first. Cold," said Rumi who was approaching their wardrobe. Is correct... He took another shower, hehehe.

"Yes for a moment. I was wondering what did you bring?" Debby sat at her dresser. Open the paper bag on the dresser. Instantly his eyes sparkled as he knew the contents. "Geez, moon cake?"

"Moon cakes?" Rumi.

"Silver moon cake, delicious. It's my favorite cake. How can you bring this?"

"Oh... With the same love, Mr. Justin," replied Rumi.

"Oh my goodness, Justin? Don't buy it at Chiang Mai Bakery." Debby checked the logo. "Gee... Well, he still likes this cake, too."

The deg...! Rumi, who heard that, pecked after she finished wearing her clothes, rushed to Debby. She took the cake in Debby's hand.

"Cock picked up?" Debby asked confusedly.

"The cake is not good" replied Rumi.

"Enak. It's still new. The store produced mooncakes that instantly ran out that day. Because it is a big sell. It can't be good."

"No deck, this cake was delicious. But after knowing one fact it's not good." Rumi grabbed the paper bag as well.

"Where are you taking the cake?"

"Party to the cat."

"Eh..." Debby chased after Rumi who was about to come out and then held her arm. "Don't bring it, I love that cake."

"Tomorrow I'll buy you a new one."

"No, she wants it."

"Don't this one, it's not good."

"It's so rare, people are still good."

"I said it wasn't good, it wasn't good deck. Don't yell at it." Rumi still maintains it in her arms, while Debby attempts to pull the package.

"Sister, why the hell? People want to eat too, what's wrong? The cake is halal."

"Yes know the cake is halal, and it is not wrong if you want to eat. Wrong is what gives."

Hearing that Debby stopped. He let go and looked straight at Rumi.

"Jealous, is this from Justin?"

"No, no."

"If you don't love me here, the cake."

"Sir, there's a gecko on that glass wall." Rumi pointed forward. And foolishly Debby believed, she immediately looked back.

Rumi kissed Debby on the cheek and opened the door to their room a little, then ran away.

"Hey... Rumi's sister yes...!!" Debby was a little upset, she wanted to chase him but couldn't. Because his body is still covered in a bathrobe. He sighed, then chuckled after understanding that someone was jealous of Justin, apparently.

Seriate...