The Enchantment of Neighbor Grass
Queen and King

Towards the dawn, Aulia opened her eyes and was shocked when a large hand coiled over her stomach.

After realizing that the heavy, burly hand that was piercing her belly belonged to her newly married husband yesterday afternoon, the beautiful woman smiled and slowly put away Husain's hand.

She looked at the sweet face that was sleeping soundly beside her, before Aulia went to take a big bath. Recollecting all the gentle treatment of the husband, which makes it feel like flying into the clouds.

"Darling, are you ready to have a child from me?" husain asked with a meaningful gaze, when they both just finished performing the prayer isya' and continued with the prayer sunnah on the first night they were lawfully husband and wife.

Aulia nodded, smiling sweetly. "Everything that is on me, yours, Mas," she replied in a soft voice.

Husayn then kissed the top of his head lovingly, saying do'a.

Furthermore, the two people who have officially become husband and wife both give the best for the couple.

Husain felt very happy and more passionate when the wife was active but not domineering. Unlike his former wife who was very dominant, where Husain was more silent and not at all considered important role.

While Aulia herself is also very happy because the husband is always thinking and selfish. Unlike the former who only thought of his pleasure and satisfaction, without caring about Aulia's feelings.

"Darling, is this comfortable?" asked Husain when he was piercing the wife's body.

Aulia nodded with a smile. "Hem," she replied only with a mutter because Aulia was enjoying the touch and the union of her husband.

The rain that fell began to be like a isya', increasingly adding to the atmosphere and increasingly adding favors for newlywed couples who are just alone in the big enough house.

After almost an hour of friendly conversation and mutual flirtation, the two then both get a very delicious release.

"Darling, are you awake?" asked Husain when he opened his eyes and found his wife's face was staring at him intensely.

Husayn's voice broke the reverie of Aulia. Husain's wife's cheeks blushed red because she felt caught by the husband.

"Em .. Yes, Mas. Just now," replied Aulia, nervous.

"Lia used to be, who took a bath," said Aulia who immediately shuffled because she did not want the husband to know that she was daydreaming, but Husain's hands sprightly prevented it.

"We took a bath together, honey. Soon shabuh, let us not be late," pinta Husain reasoned.

Aulia smiled and nodded in agreement. Although in fact, without having to shower together they will not be left behind the short dawn time because Aulia can bathe in the back bathroom.

In order to please the husband who is worth the worship, Aulia obediently and follow the will of her husband which also makes her happy.

"Can we walk?" husain asked worried because he asked for rations last night so many times.

Belonging to the wife who is narrow and biting like a girl, makes Husain addicted and wants to continue to get pleasure from his union with Aulia.

"Can, Mas. Slowly," Aulia replied as she stepped slowly towards the bathroom.

Husain, who could not wait to see his wife's limp, immediately carried Aulia's slender body, which was only wearing a thin nightgown, and carried her into the bathroom.

"Aw .. mas, no need to carry. Lia can walk on her own, Mas," Aulia's small screams protested as her body suddenly felt floating in the air.

Husain just smiled.

The two of them took a shower together. The bath that should only take fifteen minutes at most, became half an hour more because Husain again asked for rations.

If in the past when she was still with her ex, Aulia could only resign when her ex-husband asked for rations, now Aulia not only resigned, but actively flirted with the husband, but also actively flirting back, the game is both getting more fun.

Not only their bodies and hair are both wet, even the entire bathroom wall is wet because they play while joking like a teenage couple who are drunk with romance.

"Already, Mas. Shubuh time is running out, we can be late shubuhan later," Aulia refused when Husain wanted to do reunification.

"All right, but I'll ask you again, yes" Husain said.

"No promise, Mom. Lia was tired," Aulia replied while rubbing her husband's back with bath soap.

"Later after the massage mas prayer," Husain said with a smile. "I'm sorry, Mas, yes," he continued, turning around and then kissing his wife's soft forehead.

Exactly three-quarters of an hour, the wet shower was over.

The time has shown at five in the morning, they both immediately perform the prayer a little late.

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Her night. After the al-Qur'an tadarus of the Maghrib prayer, Aulia rushed to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Deft, soft hands Aulia concoct seasoning to make special fried rice ala Bunda Lia for the beloved Papa Husain.

Actually, the husband had forbidden Aulia to cook and offered to buy it, but Aulia still wanted to provide the best service for her husband.

"Don't cook, honey. We just deliver the order," Husain bargained as Aulia asked her husband what to eat.

"No need, Mom. Lia wants to make her own husband, can you, right?" Aulia smiled sweetly, making Husain finally agree.

"Just make fried rice, really, Mas. It will not be complicated and not long," he continued half force.

"Yes, already. Just do not let you wear it, so that tonight can not serve the mas like last night," replied Husain as he winked.

"Ish, the Mas ... Why isn't there tired, anyway?" Aulia pursed her lips.

"The apples lost the same feeling of pleasure and happiness, dear," Husain replied.

Aulia smiled and was grateful in her heart because the husband was happy with the service he was giving.

'Lia promised, will always give the best for the mas because the mas also has given the best for Lia, ' he whispered in his heart.

"If you cook, don't daydream, dear." Husain's voice so close to the ears of the beautiful woman, surprised Aulia who was smoothing the seasoning.

Husayn's burly hand had suddenly coiled around Aulia's stomach, making the beautiful woman thump.

"Geli, Mas," protested Aulia. The beautiful woman was worried that her cooking show would be canceled because the husband asked for rations.

"Mas just wait at the dinner table," he continued to drive the husband away subtly.

"Mas wants to accompany his beloved wife to make food, cooking is not allowed," protested Husain who immediately took over Aulia's work.

Husain's hands look flexible to smooth the seasoning, to make Aulia unconsciously open her mouth.

"Why, Honey?" husain asked, looking at his wife because he felt someone was watching.

"Mas is so flexible." Aulia's forehead is wrinkled deep.

"Mas used to do it, honey. In the past, almost all homework, mas did," Husain explained.

"That's it first, Mom. Now, let Lia serve Mas," said Aulia who again took over the refined seasoning.

"Because Lia is also used to doing everything alone while Ammar momong," he continued with a suddenly sad face.

The beautiful woman remembered the treatment of her ex-husband who never wanted to know the hassles of Aulia and never cared about her feelings.

Hearing the words of his wife, Husain again hugged Aulia who was about to saute seasoning.

"From now on, you're the queen of this house, honey. I won't let you prepare everything ourselves, we'll do it together" Husain said, making Aulia's heart grow happy.

"And Lia also will not let Mas Husain do the homework without involving Lia because Mas is the king in this house," replied Aulia who then turned her neck to the right side, where the husband rests his chin on his right shoulder.

Husain did not waste the opportunity, the sweet-faced man immediately devoured the lips of the wife and softly vented* her eyes, while his hand turned off the stove that Aulia had just lit.

The cooking show was completely void, just like Aulia's previous worries, and what was heard later were the sweet, sexy voices coming out of their lips, both of them, it is not the noise and deafening sound that comes from the frying apparatus.

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