The Cute Bocil Om Army
The Part 37

After the conversation, Naskala went straight to the office. I don't know what the guy's doing because Cempaka doesn't care. But somehow he tried to get his thoughts out of the man and not care about everything Naskala did was apparently not that easy.

There was another one still stuck in his brain. He was thinking about how his weak self would save Naskala. If the only way he has to sacrifice his life he doesn't care.

What Cempaka wants to do is help people. He wanted to etch kindness into someone's heart, so when he heard his name, there was only kindness done by Cempaka in their brain.

Cempaka does not want there to be only a bad image in someone's heart every time he remembers himself. Moreover, Naskala, if she lives without the man then it is meaningless. But if he who is not there he does not care even if he first felt the torment of the grave, remember the Cempaka of many sins. Because he often lies to Naskala if he has been doing prayers. That was then, and now it has changed. Remembering that made Cempaka want to choke on his own saliva.

Cempaka let out a huffed breath. At home he bored himself. He wanted to go out but Cempaka also felt that he was also a mager to do that.

"Cempaka, confused about what to do." Cempaka held his breath.

He came out of the room and when he opened the door, Cempaka was surprised to see Naskala standing in front of the door.

Cempaka tries to get past Naskala but the man will certainly not let Cempaka get away with it.

Cempaka looked at the husband. Why did he marry Naskala? But he was happy with that man.

"Om watch out!!"

"You know if I miss you and go home for you because I'm worried about you. And your welcome is like this." Naskala was just kidding.

"I don't know and don't want to know. It doesn't care about me, does it?"

Cempaka clucked and ruffled his wife's hair. He hugged Cempaka's body very tightly. Still vividly remembered in his mind if Cempaka was the woman he loved so much and he was afraid to leave the woman alone at home.

"I can't always calm down if you're alone at home."

Cempaka. He can't calm down if Naskala isn't home.

"That's what Cempaka feels if there's no Om in this house."

Naskala pulled the corner of her lips. His embrace was getting worse to the woman. Their hearts turned out to be the same and worried about each other the same thing.

The fear that knows when it will end.

"You why are you so old? I can't wait to be a real husband."

Cempaka knew where Naskala was heading. Why Naskala who is alim and always thinks clean can talk like that, there must be something that affects her.

Cempaka took a deep breath. And stared fiercely at the husband.

"What does Om mean?"

"Don't know why I thought, hehehe my beautiful wife don't be angry dong."

Neither can they resist the temptation. Still vividly remembered how their kiss had been before. Naskala who is also remembering and Cempaka also who thinks it makes them equally salting.

They both laughed together. Moreover, it turns out that they were thinking the same thing.

"Hayo Om, what are you thinking?"

"And what are you thinking too?" asked Naskala to his wife so they could not hide the shy look of the cat.

"It is yes."

Cempaka left and Naskala, who was getting more and more brave, pulled Cempaka's waist and grabbed the woman's lips. At first Cempaka was very surprised but he still let their lips together.

Naskala never did that so deeply like this. He never saw it either, but it was the instinct of a man that brought him to this stage where it was also his instinct that led him to deepen their kiss. It was as if his passion was teaching the innocent man.

"Of!!" Cempaka pushed Naskala's body and they took a deep breath after a very long lip struggle.

"Take a look at everything because of Om!" he said and pointed at his lips.

Naskala looked at the lips that Cempaka meant. He was surprised to see that. Is that how brutal he is?

"I'm sorry!" Naskala touched Cempaka's lips and rubbed them gently.

"Ish if it's usual to apologize."

Naskala chuckled and touched the lips slowly. "This is so cute."

"Om the army and of course Om is strong. And this Cempaka is a little boy and certainly not strong." I don't know why it's such a compliment to Naskala. Any man would be flattered to hear that.

"I'm proud."

"Make it happy." Naskala lifted Cempaka's body and kissed the woman's cheek. He put Cempaka's body on the bed and then looked at her very deeply.

"Om what the hell is it today? How is his mind different?"

"Don't know why I'm a little different today and want something."

Naskala also brought her face closer until their faces were only a few inches away.

"It's not safe!" Even their breaths could be felt by both of them.

Naskala laughed so much that Naskala's incredible good looks were apparent. He kept his body away from Cempaka and lay down on the side.

Naskala looked up with a blank look. Today was quite tiring and so many problems came and Naskala had to solve that.

"Om tired?" ask Cempaka and massage Naskala's veined hands.

Cempaka was always the wrong focus every time he massaged the man's hand.  The hand that was filled with veins did not know why it was so tempting in the eyes of Cempaka.

He also pulled Naskala's sleeve and touched the flow of veins to make Naskala who began to calm down was hissing.

"Trease!" Naskala gave a warning.

"Om how can you have gini-rich veins? Why isn't Cempaka?"

"Because I'm a man and you're not."

Cempaka also raised his sleeves. He infiltrated inside and rubbed the Naskala muscle.

"Om also got muscle."

"That's what I made for you." Naskala looked at Cempaka meaningfully, "from earlier you kept touching me what if I touch back?" threaten Naskala who made the feathers of Cempaka's nape rise.

Cempaka was not used to imagining if that happened. Before this was done by Naskala he quickly withdrew his hand and expressed without guilt.

"Basic you!"

Naskala pulled Cempaka's head and hugged him.

"OMEZ!!"

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