The End of the Wing Miss
Aih, Love ...

At 02.45 WIB

"Okay, you take care of everything! Make him unable to dodge anymore, and get all the supporting evidence!"

"One more thing, make sure there is no "singing" in any media! I'm waiting for the progress 24 hours from now!"

"What?! "

"No ... No... No!"

"It's still a good thing I didn't drown you in the Straits of Melaka, after what you did!!!"

"If you can't finish everything in 3 x 24 hours, I'll make sure to make you a monument on Batu Putih Hill, right facing the Strait of Melaka!!"

The deg!

Naya, who was still trying to collect her life, was choked to hear the flat and cold but threatening sentence.

The beautiful girl scanned the room, looking a tall body standing in front of a window that was left wide open.

Standing behind Naya, the husband, Kei Hasan Tan Sri Abdul Hamid's son. It seems Kei is having a phone conversation with someone.

His athletic body was wrapped in a sheet of cocoa and sarong cloth, complete with his white peci. It looks like he just performed the prayer.

Naya shook her head slowly. The clothes that Kei wore and the prayer activities that the man might have just performed, were in stark contrast to the cold, freezing sentences that had been slid from the tongue.

Naya got up from the bed, sat for a moment while rubbing her eyes. Adjusting the eyes with the bright light that hit.

The beautiful girl must have not fully realized the nightgown that was now being attached to her tiny body.

Made from a satin material that is smooth, thin and bright. There is a rose lace on the chest with a low hemisphere.

The twin hills of her, a little poking in that hemisphere.

Kei, who had just turned back his body after unilaterally closing his call, was choked to find a beautiful but pernicious sight right before him.

The adult man was painstakingly swallowing his saliva which still felt so crisp.

He was tormented overnight, enduring the turmoil of taste. The two heads on his body were as bubbling, boiling hot as Semeru who was ready to explode.

It was almost surging if he did not manage to maintain his sanity.

By half-twelfth night he had to soak his body to dampen the spirit.

And an hour ago, again he had to be willing to soak in the bathtub after previously Kei drained by doing sports that were a little extreme so that the bubbling was ready to subside.

How not?! When Kei awakens after only two hours of sleep, his soul and body are again 'pampered with torment' by the look of the beautiful girl sleeping next to him.

Is Kanaya Khairunnisa, the queen of hearts whose sleep turned out to be so violent and destructive.

Sleeping with her arms outstretched, her nightgown had been exposed everywhere, revealing a white expanse of marble above her knees.

Not to mention, the twin hills of her, the part of the body under her neck that appeared to be self-appearing, timid yet made Kei 'want'!

S-hiit!!!

Kei cursed himself why last night was so careless, putting the 'devil dress' into the tiny body of the wife.

Now Kei who must be hit by a plague, restless, upset, and languished. Guh, gegana! Wk wk ...

Double s-hiittt!! Should I take another bath for the third time this morning?!!!

Kei was still staring fixedly at Naya who was starting to move, walking slowly towards the bathroom without caring for Kei who did not cut off his eyes.

"Soon, dear ... Soon as dawn enters, you have not yet entered the Maghrib with Ishaa!" Kei exclaimed for a moment before Naya closed the bathroom door.

There was no response from Naya who had been in the bathroom. A few seconds later ....

"Aarrrggghhhh ...!!! Bang Kei ...!!!"

Kei shook his head a few times. But his big smile was real.

Yeaai!! He shouted, who should have shouted it was me, for it was tormented from last night to this second!

It takes an extra struggle, it turns out, to be able to bring you the priceless, even though ijab kabul has called halal!

...*****...

Kei propelled his Ford F150 Raptor at medium speed. Glossy double cabin car that divides the city streets are still empty.

Naya who was sitting in the passenger seat next to Kei was still faithfully silent.

The girl in neat hijab with the niqab covering her beautiful face still keeps a lot of annoyance towards the husband. It turned out that the night had not been able to unravel and hit it passed!

For Naya, Kei's unilateral actions that took her away from Puan Sri Latifah, the mother-in-law, were an unforgivable 'kidnapping' behavior.

Even to this day, Naya is still waiting for Kei's initiative to call her and tell her whereabouts.

But it turns out that Naya's expectations are still not comparable and must be defeated by Kei Hasan's 'prestige and pride!

Huh! Upset Naya mounts and seizes! Wk..wk...

Especially the incident nightgown earlier today! The more upset he got in his chest!

And now ... Watching Kei who was also silent yet still smiling to himself, looked so annoying in his eyes.

Iiissbhhh ... Basic kang mode!

Naya linked the fingers of her two hands with each other's strong merre-mas, trying to unravel the annoyance that never subsided.

But the beautiful girl was shocked when Kei's big hand had pulled out his right hand, and carried her up to the man's thigh.

"Kalo mo rem-as this one only," he whispered in a seductive style.

Naya rounded her eyes. His face immediately frowned with lips that pursed involuntarily.

Although the niqab covered the entire surface of Naya's face, except for her pair of eyes, it was still clearly visible to Kei who was within close proximity to his wife.

Kei was no longer just smiling now, but was chuckling with a slightly shaken shoulder. Ha ...ha ..ha ...!

"Please, don't tease Brother, baby ..."

Kei's laughter and sentence just now further irritated the beautiful girl beside him.

Naya's 'forced' hand rested on Kei's thigh, reflexively performing small pinching movements, but lifeless on Kei's clay skin.

The man seemed not to feel pain, but even amused mixed with strange gelenyar that feels befall now.

Oh, ss-hiitts!

Kei instantly clasped firmly Naya's hand on her thigh, slightly rejuvenating to control the re-stained turmoil.

It's crazy! Really ... Really crazy!

Just a small touch, even accompanied by a sense of annoyance and anger that Naya served, but able to burn the maleness of a Kei Hasan!

The man sighed and threw out his breath, a little harsh. Exhale ... Inspiration ... Exhale ... The inhal!

Kei did it over and over again, until that 'feel' slowly subsided.

Kei smiled as he let go of his grasp in Naya's hand.

His eyes glanced at the juwita as his hands gently touched the head covered with the hijab.

It turns out that love is a dream that meets its devotee. Torturing so beautifully. Shocked ... Seduced ... Katerina ... But back tormented ...!!! Aih, cringe at the taste. Wk ... Wk ... Wk...!

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To be continued

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