THE BRIDE'S REPLACEMENT FOR MY BROTHER
26. Practical mala

Lige rie practice mala,

Almira clucked softly in front of the mirror, looking at the face where her cheeks were bulging like mangroves. Before changing clothes, he carries high-height ha ram clothes that are more similar to fishing nets.

"Oh shit!" slowly swear. Staring at the modelan lige rie that he had bought originally in the mall.

The color red glows, as Alfindra said that continues to ring in the head that the color is his taste.

"Not bad, okay Almira it's time to make the refrigerator no morals it loses its faith!" his murmur was self-sustaining. Almira started taking off her clothes and hanging them on the toilet and then wearing a lige rie. Not like ja lang who walks slowly in front of men, in fact the definition will be tempting at all not in accordance with the expectations that are strung. Almira loosened her head after opening the toilet door slightly, looking the handsome face of Alfindra sitting leaning against the head of the bed while playing the mobile phone.

Once again instead of walking around, Almira instead walked like a robot straight on the goal and immediately grabbed a thick blanket wrapped in Alfindra's legs and hid in it.

Damn.

"So, he looks like a silly face I don't, like a hell of a no-go! Though red light is rich in dormitory flutter!" inner Almira with sideways position of body turned back to Alfin.

Intentions want to flirt even out of embarrassment.

"You sick?" alfindra's question was not answered by Almira.

"Not hot!" Alfindra even put the back of his hand on Almira's forehead to determine whether his wife is healthy or not.

"No!" salad's fierce.

"Keep doing that tenacious rich bundle?" alfindra asked even though she herself already knew the answer. Why did Almira cover her body with a blanket like-similar cold.

"It's okay!"

"Oh!" Alfindra nodded, grinning thinly glancing at the end of the blanket that he had definitely easily pulled even he snatched.

Maintaining gensi, Alfindra need not be tired of seducing Almira to wear the official clothes. Ridiculous indeed, if other men will seduce or stick-on rich lizard. Alfin only needed a slightly sharp speech to burn Almira, then his innocent wife herself would seduce him.

"Ehm, Al's asleep?" Alfindra cleared a moment.

"Not yet."

Almira changed her position to sit up and covered the da da section even though she was still wrapped in a bra inside.

"What's wrong?" tanya Almira squeaks suspiciously.

Alfin was still busy with his cell phone, although he could not stay in the office he kept checking some incoming reports from Madel.

Actually, from earlier, the concentration had been dissolved by the presence of Almira since the bathroom exit resembled a street mannequin, stiff!

However, once again he still maintains his prestige and chooses pretentious cool even though down there is thrashing.

"Your sister Hana has a boyfriend yet?" Basic Alfindra, there's just an idea to make his wife hot.

"Udah, if you haven't said anything, I'll change her as your wife. You know what he's here for, just you!" resounding.

"It is customary for Al to answer," cried Alfindra expressionlessly.

"What's so good about Hana? Everyone loves him, everyone praises him, even keeps asking him questions, even my own husband..." Almira was upset by herself, nagging beside Alfindra.

Not getting a response, Almira made a movement pounding the air so upset. Until Alfindra's flat face as fast as lightning turned his head and made him flutter because he was caught basyah.

"Mas, you're the meanest man you know?"

"???" Alfindra frowned not understanding.

"In front of the wife of another woman's praise, sin knows! Are we divorced, huh?"

Gleck...

"You don't like marriage with me, hm?"

Almira shook her head in a doldrums.

"Why?" Alfindra turned on her back. The cold air made him unknowingly pull the blanket used by Almira.

"Eh uh.. Don't rant, Mas!"

"Cold times, Al. You close the curtain" said Alfindra. Suddenly Almira immediately rose to close the curtain to make Alfindra himself blink in disbelief.

"Surely he forgot to wear official clothes." Alfindra's smile grinned.

The cold wind of the inn by the beach made Almira pause for a moment, breathing the air deeply. For him, the night was always calming.

Grepp's...

"Ehm, daydream what?" alfindra's burly hands hugged her from behind. The invisibility suit became a magnet for Alfindra. Returning to take off the hug, it seemed that Alfindra had plenty of chances.

"I thought I liked what kind of woman? Why should I marry you if your taste is not me. I think more and more things make us not fit, even though I actually only want to marry once."

"You've heard yourself when I talk to you," replied Alfindra, his hand had slipped in and tickled his stomach and went up.

"Pas segini," nosilnya make Almira bristling.

"You've got a chance!" his dumel could not heed the hands of Alfindra who had even brushed as his precious asset.

"I like the color red" he whispered.

Alfindra had already withdrawn her hand, making Almira turn around suddenly and draped her hand around Alfindra's neck.

The cup!

Almira even boldly kissed Alfindra first. Although married, he is still very young and unstable, it is also easy to overthinking especially about feelings. Almira is not confident, but when both of these teams honestly he began to soar and raise expectations.

Krekk!

"Gosh, Mas!" pekik Almira was surprised when Alfindra easily tore off her night service shirt. It should have been gini, but why suddenly Almira was nervous after successfully waking the sleeping lion.

Close the white curtain and make sure the balcony glass door is tightly closed. Alfindra carried Almira to the bed.

"His shirt is torn," lamented Almira.

"That's the way it isn't."

"But, Mum... Shhh..." Almira biting her lips held back amusedly as Alfindra kissed her neck gently.

Fragrant, fragrant bridal flowers on the first night. For Alfindra who has been in fire mode from earlier, nahan-nahan even make emotions. Eventually loosened his ego and hugged his wife to persuade.

"Don't talk about it! It's a punishment because you like emotions, but the blood is still normal." Alfindra took off her clothes one by one until polosan, then looked back at the wild Almira.

"Mas himself is fishing," dumel Almira immediately let Alfindra so that the thin lips are no longer chatty.

The small tan luma managed to make Almira soar so high that without realizing Alfindra's hand worked hard to make herself just as innocent.

Positioning himself, without asking Alfindra began to rush into stomping Almira's body parts.

"Still sick?" alfindra asked to stop.

Almira's pan made her smile with satisfaction, "okay I go on."

Almira until biting her lips held the taste that was somehow, mixed between pain as well as delicious. Maybe because he's not used to it. While above, Alfindra moves faster and wildly until a few minutes later to reach for favors.