THE DOCTOR'S SOUL MATE
RAIS BEHAVIOR

"Assynnnya ... Mila! How you doing, Deck?" said Ara when she got to the door.

The woman found Mila mopping the living room floor. A sweet smile immediately emanated from the two corners of Mila's lips.

"Waalaikumsalam, Ma'am. Thank God, Mila is good. Well Ma'am Ara is getting more beautiful, after two weeks as Mas Rais' wife." Tempted Mila while hugging Ara's body.

"You can just. Did you eat?" ara hatch. The beautiful woman half slammed the totebag she carried onto the sofa.

Mila shook her head, "emh .. not yet. Why Ma'am?"

"We're eating out, yuk? Long time we did not eat in angkringan deket Al-Aqso mosque." Bring Ara.

Rais is seen passing from the presence of two different women of that generation.

"Pig! Abi's been peddling milk, right?" ara was chasing Rais's steps, which looked chalky.

"Congratulations, Ayu Deck." Rais replied as he gently pinched both of Ara's cheeks.

"Cie-cie ..romantic. Until I forget that there is a brother here." said Mila who deliberately wanted to see the affection of her two brothers.

"Hus! can't see. Not old enough" Rais said.

"Mila, have you taken a bath and prayed ashar yet?" ask Ara.

"Udah Ma'am? Ara tuh's mother still stinks."

"Yaudah .. You wait. Ma'am wants to take a shower first, it's hot" said Ara. "Oh, yes, Bi. Abi's been in the shower?"

"Lah yo is already. Wong Abi was handsome like this." joked Rais, making laughter out of the three lips of the adam's son.

Ara shuffled into the room. She lay down for a few minutes on a white mattress, before the woman was shocked by the footsteps in the room.

"She's gonna take a shower? Why the fall, baby?" Rais seems to approach the istro who looks to be hanging his legs on the couch.

"A little while, Bi. Ummi's still tired."

Seeing the writhing of Ara's body, made Rais stunned. The young man quickly swallowed his saliva which had already started wanting to break out of his mouth cavity.

The position of Ara who clasped her legs was lipped by slightly opening her crotch, making Rais unable to stem her desire to make love with Ara.

"Mi..."

"Eff..."

"May I ask, just a little."

Ara did not answer Rais' question. But the beautiful woman seemed to open wider both groins. It was as if allowing Rais to enjoy his body as well as his intimate area.

Rais began to kiss Ara's forehead and cheeks. Then the young man shook his tongue with Ara's tongue to make a hot kiss appear to happen to both. The cold hot air had already enveloped the young couple. Until the sigh of each sigh is created in the room.

Now, Rais is starting to guerrilla into*********Ara. The young man seemed to stare intently at what was presented before him.

"May Abi kiss this, Mi?" ask Rais before the action starts.

Ara who had already appeared to hold back his sahwat just nodded resignedly.

Only by seconds. Red lips Rais has touched *******************Ara. The man just wanted to kiss her. However, for some reason because the aroma that emanates from the intimate area is fragrant and appetizing. Finally, Rais tried to play his tongue.

tok tok...

"Mbak Ara's ... Mas Rais! So dinner out, right? Do you want this magrib?"

Suddenly a voice broke the hot scene that was presented on the couch. Making Rais and Ara's heads dizzy seven circumference. How not? their game has not reached the top, even far from the word climax.

"Yes, Mil."

"Sholag magrib is home!" Sahut Rais's.

The young man still wanted to continue his actions with his wife.

Satisfied with the game a little made the young couple in a hurry. Finally, scene after scene, they went through. Make both satisfied with what they have achieved.

After taking a wet bath Rais and Ara came out of the room in neat clothes, so as not to make Mila suspicious of what had kept the two of them in the room for a long time.

Adzan magrib has reverberated. Now is the time for Rais to stretch his steps lresjid for congregational prayer. While two women who are different genetasi appear to be preparing for magrib prayer.

***

The sound of music made from bamboo sounded melodious. Ara, Rais and Mila are seen sitting in a row of cat rice buyers.

"When you want to eat what?" ask Ara.

"Nas___"

"Don't fried rice!" tukas Rais's.

"Why Mas?"

"No, Mil, here's fried rice in the fried rice house."

"Yaudah, eat whatever. Mila just follow me."

"Cock it up!"