Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
chapter 9. lashing. (season 2)

Because of the frenzy of ustadz this afternoon when teaching Rahma in Javanese, it seems to really make Rahma growled.

The mother of two children is now even on strike with ustadz. seen her from earlier inhabited her husband, even every time her husband approached Rahma she instead went away.

That evening after his prayer, his little family was watching an animated series together.

The two children, Noah and Rumi, were dancing together to sing the song that was being played in the animated series.

The children seem to have memorized the song. And follow his every move.

On the other hand Abi Irsyad had just come down from his room after changing clothes, he looked at the wife who immediately threw away her face.

'hehe was still angry. Let me see how hard you're mad at me deck Rahma?' inner Irsyad. He also sat on the sofa right in front of Rahma who was supporting her chin.

Rahma turned her face away. Shifting his body, Irsyad also shifted, making Rahma again shifted until stuck.

There is no more room for him to shift again, so that makes Rahma move and sit on another bench.

Not to lose the father of two children also moved to make Rahma murmur.

"Ohssssshhh." Upset, he sat down and looked back at Irsyad. Actually Rahma wanted to laugh at her husband's behavior.

Especially when Irsyad just looks at him while smiling.

And at this time his hands began to actively menoel-noel waist Rahma.

"Khumira... Oh. kumaira..." Call Irsyad imitate the logic of the twin bald slave animation series.

Rahma smiled, but she remained silent. "Kumaira's... My darling. Yuhuu." Irsyad just keeps teasing Rahma.

'laughter pengen.pengen laugh.' Inner Rahma who still does not want to menggris mas Irsyad. Her husband's naughty hands began to infiltrate around Rahma's waist and stomach and rub her stomach.

"There's a dedenya? How bloated anyway? Want to have another child? Are there twins again?" irsyad whispers in Rahma's ear.

"That's fat not being pregnant, keep teasing, until it's satisfied!" Rahma ketus. Irsyad.

"Then anyway? Try mas check. wah... wah.., right not Dede but there is cakwe, odading, this oooohhh cilok, there is more, meatballs pentol also ask in absent rich." Rahma turned her head back, quickly because she thought Irsyad was mocking her more. Cuppp

Rahma's lips pressed against her husband's side. "Who told you to try? Did he say tambek? Still want to kiss. Why lie, huh?" Rahma.

"What the heck, but that's how many Rahma's been."

"What's? It's just silence. These lips are naughty." Touching Rahma's lips with her index finger. "But again dong, again yes... Here."

Rahma covered her lips trying hard to hold back the laughter because of Irsyad's facial expression. He touched Irsyad's cheek and pushed her. "Just kiss the pillow!!!" Rahma moved, she approached the children.

"Dede, I'm sleepy, yuk bobo." Bring Rahma.

The two children moved while rubbing their eyes.

Rahma glanced for a moment at Irsyad. The man moved his lips. Hinted at a kiss.

Rahma stuck out her tongue and threw away her face, leading their two children up to the second floor.

Looking at Rahma Irsyad's behavior.

"Request the ration of Umma." Headscarves, Irsyad grabbed the TV remote and changed the channel.

There has been almost an hour Irsyad watching television, he turned off the TV, then locked the front door, back and sides. He then turned off the unused lights. Then he went into his room.

His wife was sleeping in the bed of Noah and Rumi.

Irsyad also touched Rahma's body.

"Sir." Call her. "Dek Rahma slept? Don't sleep here, baby. Who will you hug?"

"Bantal...!" Answer Rahma ketus. Irsyad. He kissed the curve of Rahma's neck.

Then whisper. "You pillow nothing delicious in touch, yuk bobo same mas later mas love gift."

"What gift?"

"Love this gift of your husband's affection, what else?"

Rahma smiled, her face still covered with a pillow.

"Dear let's move. Tight kids tight."

"Emang Rahma is so fat? Until the word narrow?"

"That's it,"

"Can you insult again? Males aahh same mas."

"Hehehe, no. no dear. Here yuk same mas only boboknya ya."

"No way."

"Don't want this?" ask Irsyad. Rahma still covered her face with a pillow.

"Yes, that's it. Indeed Rahma likes in her carrier."

Rahma's eyes rounded especially when Irsyad began to reach Rahma's body and lift it.

"Kyaaaaa mmmpp" in the silence was the cry of Rahma with Irsyad's lips.

"Besides the love in this deck carrier Rahma likes to be kissed huh?"

"Buy.mas... Rahma is heavy. Descending huh? Rahma was horrified." Both of his hands were circling Irsyad's neck.

"Mas still strong deck. What do you think you are already?"

"Yes, it's gray." Rahma chuckles.

"Indeed, ask for your gift."

"What gift?" Tanya Rahma spoiled.

"Gift heaven love ustadz Irsyad hehehe." Irsyad took his wife's body to their bed and only two of them knew. Hehehe.

a few minutes passed both of them with a loving touch.

Under the floodlights of their bedroom.