Pursuing the Love of Mr. Ustad
Perfume Bottle

"Sorry" said Grace while rubbing Sasha's lips with her thumb.

"Why apologize?" Sasha asked with a smile that adorned her face.

"Mas thinks you don't like him" Grace replied.

"It's not so mas, it's just that I can't breathe if it's too long" said Sasha by looking into the eyes of Grace.

"So? can we?" Grace asked with her hands which pulled softly at Sasha's nape in order to get closer to her.

Sasha just nodded while Grace immediately kissed Sasha's lips still with her tenderness, Grace still trying to restrain herself from hurting her beloved wife.

At the cottage is exactly Rayyan's room...

Rayyan was sitting with Haidar, the two of them were discussing about the wedding that was attended this afternoon.

"What are they doing?" Haidar suddenly asked like that to Rayyan who was sipping a warm tea in front of him.

Rayyan immediately choked and coughed at Haidar's question.

"Guhuk-uhuk-uhuk..."

"Eh uh uh be careful dong Ray!" Haidar patted Rayyan's back who was still coughing.

"Do you want to know what they're doing?" Rayyan asked with a look towards Haidar.

"Yes, in the end Grace is quiet, smooth, never wandering" Haidar praised Grace which in fact is a person who does not like strange.

"Yes not rich you who like the lyrics there lyrics right here!" SKAK MAT from Rayyan that makes Haidar sigh.

"It's not Ray either" Haidar tried to avoid.

"Goddess.... " Rayyan shouts Haidar's head.

"Well, you think Ray, the guy who used to be quiet, how did he start his first night?" Haidar started the question that made Rayyan shake her head.

"Yes who knows they are learning through mobile phones" Rayyan originals.

"Mobile? have you ever seen a movie like that, Ray?" Ask Haidar.

"Haish... Why watch a movie like that? it's a waste of time" Rayyan said, while Haidar walked toward one of the bookshelves in Rayyan's room.

Rahmat Room...

The soft kiss is now getting heated up because Sasya who initially just silently began to respond to her hands began to embrace the sturdy neck of her husband.

Because carried away by the atmosphere of the hand Grace began guerrilla in every body of his wife.

"Emmm..." One look from Sasha escaped when Grace's hand squeezed a protruding object in the chest area.

Grace let go of her kisses she looked meily into Sasha's eyes, she gave a glimpse of her ripe lips and turned to the niche of Sasha's neck.

"Mass... " Sasha said when Rahmat gave his sign of ownership there, Grace saw his work in red on Sasha's neck.

"Did it hurt?" Ask Grace while stroking the red mark.

Sasha stroked her husband's cheeks and shook his head slowly.

"No, if it hurts I must cry" Sasha answered with a glare that could make Mr. J down there stiffens.

Grace momentarily closed her eyes and lowered her head. Seeing her husband who was like a tormented inner Sasha asked.

"What's up? you why?" Sasha asked, while Grace just shook her head.

"Mass?" Sasha tilted her head so she could see the face of her husband.

"It's night, yuk sleep?" Invite Grace who tried to restrain his lust he was really afraid if to hurt his beloved wife.

"Sleep?" Sasha asked confused, but in her small heart she wanted more.

"Yes sleep, Here!" Grace immediately broke down her body and pulled Sasya then hugged her Sasha from behind, Grace could not see Sasha's face while holding back the turbulent lust.

In Rayyan's room...

Haidar traced one by one the novels neatly arranged on the bookshelf.

"Ray's? have you ever read these novels?" Haidar asked which made Rayyan rub her face.

"Hem" That's the only truth heard by Haidar, he concluded that Rayyan had read all the novels he confiscated from his students.

"So you also read this scene Ray?" Haidar carries one of the novels that has her adult scenes.

"Yes, I only read at a glance, then it's a novel that I do not return to be afraid of being used to imagine by the students" explained Rayyan.

"Ustadz Haidar can be silent?! If you want to read, just read it but do not be mistaken! you're an adult!" Rayyan with a little snapping will remind Haidar who according to him began to delay.

"Iya ustadz sorry" Lirih Haidar with his head down, he began to read the novel in his grasp.

In Sasha's room...

"Mass?" Sasya felt something stuck in the back down there as Rahmat wrapped her arms around Sasha's stomach.

"Hem what?" Blessed Spirit with breath that is like holding something very heavy.

"I think in this position is safe from the face and also d*da seductive it turns out this is more difficult" Inner Grace who feels the Mr. J her squeezed over a padded object that was bigger than the one she had squeezed just now.

"What the hell is this? how's ngeganjel?" Sasya asked with a little look at the Grace that was behind her.

"Already let it go, and do not move much" said Grace who immediately kissed Sasha's cheek.

"But this... " Sacya who was curious about what was hard sticking out down there even shifted her hips.

Grace looks a little sigh.

"Sleep baby, it's night" said Grace as her hands held Sasha's hips to stop shifting her hips.

Sasha's curiosity got bigger, the girl put her hands behind her waist and down, she clutched the thing that she thought was like a perfume bottle...

The Maysa Room...

The girl was thirsty and came out of the room and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen while Maysa was pouring drinks into a glass, the girl heard a voice.

"Wealthy people talk?" Maysa muttered that he had been faintly listening to the chatter from inside Sasha's room.

"His voice came from Sasha's room and her kayak" while carrying a glass of Maysa's white water walked towards her sister's room.

Arriving in front of Sasha's room, the girl was shocked when she saw Zulfa who was like listening to something.

"Why is Mommy here?" Maysa's whisper is already behind Zulfa.

"May's Astagfire! make your mother surprised!" Whisper Zulfa with a very soft voice.

They both put their ears on the door of Sasha's room.

Inside Sasha's Room

"Here we meet, but really, it's hard..." Sasha tried to move him from there.

"Honey don't be pulled, this is a precious asset" whisper Grace by enduring the pain and favors that mix into one.

"Valuable asset? is that as important as this perfume bottle?" Sasha asked innocently.

"Bottle?" Resetting Confused grace.

"Yes, it's a perfume bottle, right?" Sasha asked as she turned her body towards Grace, and she was very surprised that what she was clutching was the heirloom behind her husband's pants.

Behind the door of Sasha's room right outside Sasha Zulfa's room and Maysa held back laughter from hearing the word perfume bottle that sounded from inside the room.

"Here you? perfume bottle? valuable asset?" Zulfa, who immediately pulled Maysa's hand away from Sasha's room, said the two of them walking towards the kitchen, where they both laughed.

"Bune? what's so funny, anyway?" Asked Maysa who did not understand at all even though he had laughed.

"So? you don't understand what you're laughing at, do you?" Maysa simply nodded with a clumsy facial expression.

"So what were you laughing about?" Ask Zulfa.

"Yes because they are like fighting over perfume bottles, Rahmat keeps saying that her perfume bottles are a valuable asset, so May thinks Rahmat thinks that perfume bottles are a valuable asset, perfume bottle loh, while brother Grace is a guy, tebolan pesantren, can like the same perfume bottle, funny right?" Maysa explained according to her understanding, while Zulfa who listened to the explanation of her youngest daughter patted her forehead and walked towards her room.

"Where are you going?" Shouted Maysa.

"You need nengokin's perfume bottle in the room!" Zulfa answered, who disappeared behind the door of her room.

"Who? you also think perfume bottles are a valuable asset?" Maysa muttered, then he took a sip of the drink that had been in his grasp, the girl then returned to her room.

In Sasha's room...

With a gaping mouth Sasha looked towards her hand without diverting her hand from there.

"Where? have you seen the perfume bottle?...

seriate...