The Fall of Talak 3
The First Second Night

" How are the witnesses, legitimate ?"ask Penghulu.

" Strue," said the witnesses.

" Thank God" said Yoga, closing both hands to his face. Yoga shed her tears.

If he had married Zhezha just to avenge her. Now he's actually marrying Zhezha for his love and responsibility.

Yoga also feels responsible for what happened to Zhezha.

After the marriage contract, Yoga immediately approached Mr. De Jarwo who had become their marriage guardian.

" Thank you Mr. De, thank you for giving me the opportunity. I promise I will not disappoint Mr. De" said Yoga while kissing the knee of Mr. De Jarwo.

Mr. De Jarwo also shed his tears.

" Yes Yoga, be a responsible husband, love and love your wife. Remember Zhezha is an orphan. If you don't cover it then who else ?" 

" Yes Mr. De, thank you for the advice" said Yoga.

" Sir De, leave Zhezha and his mother to you Ga.If one day you don't like Zhezha anymore, you just give them back to me, and there is no need to hurt their feelings. "

"Yes, Mr. De, I promise to look after them."

After sungkem on Pakde Jarwo, Yoga again approached Ibu Meli.

" Mom, thank you for entrusting Zhezha back to Yoga. "

" Yes Yoga, I hope this time you don't disappoint me. I wish you could make Zhezha happy." 

" God, Mom" said Yoga.

They also hugged each other.

After sungkem. Yoga approached Zhezha who was dressed in white shar'i.

" Dear, I'm sorry Yoga did this without your consent. But Mas Janji will not repeat the mistake again," said Yoga while holding Zhezha's hand and then kissed him.he embraced Zhezha and cried haru in his arms.

Finally they can get back together as husband and wife.

The event then continued with a prayer reading. In addition, Mr. Ustadz also advises Yoga on what to do in dealing with domestic problems.

" As a husband, you have to take care of your tongue. Do not let you easily say the word talak. The best man is the one who does good to his wife" Ustadz advised.

" Yes sir Ustadz, "Sahut Yoga nodded obediently.

After giving advice, Mr. Ustadz and Mr. Burhan t decided to go straight to the hotel. They are delivered by Yoga.

At ten o'clock in the evening Yoga arrived back at his house. 

The arrival of Yoga was welcomed by Meli who opened the door for her.

" Zhezha's sleeping ma'am ?"ask Yoga.

" He's not in his room yet, probably waiting for you" said Ms. Meli.

" Yes Ma'am, then Yoga comes in first."

" Yes, please."

***

Yoga went into her room and was so shocked to see Zhezha who looked so beautiful with minimalist makeup, besides Zhezha wearing a black satin nightgown that made her look sexy.

Gleck... Yoga swallowed his salivary, his heart skipped a beat.

He immediately approached Zhezha.

" Dear, you are so beautiful. I'm waiting for Yoga?" tanya Yoga, her eyes immediately glanced towards the two dense clumps that were embossed behind the thin black dress.

Yoga brushed Zhezha's hair until he showed his neck, then he immediately hugged Zhezha and sipped the scent of the body.

Instantly desire burns its gelora. Yoga is no longer able to hold back its desires.

He pecked the neck of the level many times. Even some traces of ownership he left on purpose, as a sign that Zhezha returned to be his.

Satisfied pecking Zhezha's neck. 

Yoga touched Zhezha's face with trembling hands, as her chest rumbled with a desire to be vented.

Zhezha was still calm, as usual he was just silent.

Yoga smiled then landed her kiss on Zhezha's forehead. 

His hands spread out Zhezha's hands and then clasped Zhezha's palms together.

Yoga went down Zhezha's face then kissed Zhezha's lips gently.

Yoga starts the kiss gently.But the kiss is getting more wild. His tongue was exploring Zhezha's oral cavity until his breath hunted.

Zhezha just resigned not to return the kiss though.

While the left hand had already let go of his grasp.

Jemari Yoga began to creep down the curves of Zhezha's body from below, then stopped on two twin hills that felt solid and so chewy.

Yoga sighs while crumpling as his hands reverberate* gently one of his wife's two dense clumps.

Yoga continues to play her tongue exploring Zhezha's oral cavity.

A few moments later he pulled his body and then released part of his body cover to leave only a third.

Yoga also slowly demeaned the dress that covered his wife's body.

Slowly Zhezha's body began to be exposed little by little to make Yoga's chest rumble. 

Many times he swallowed his saliva, seeing the blobs on the so adorable without any cover.

Yoga tried to sip one of the twin hills, some time sip the object he groaned because it held back his desire that began to peak.

He also increasingly throw Zhezha's nightgown to the tip of the foot.

Yoga again fell silent to see the synthetic body that seemed challenging to explore.

His male soul thrashed around, wanting to demand an immediate impingement.

Yoga immediately grabbed his sensual lips while inserting his heirloom into the narrow gap.

" Akh !" suddenly Zhezha cried he also shed tears when the core of his body feels pained because the object is stuck blunt objects.

Immediately he pulled back his weapon that had not had time to break through the holy wall belonging to his wife.

" Dear why?" ask Yoga.

By then Zhezha had stopped crying, probably no longer sick. However, the rest of the tears were still dripping down her cheeks.

At that time Yoga felt sorry to see the face of his wife who looked resigned. Zhezha was silent with his head tilted to the side, like a helpless person.

" You feel sick, right?"tanya Yoga while wiping away the tears dripping on Zhezha's cheeks.

Then Yoga pulled her body to no longer be on Zhezha's body.

" I'm sorry Yoga Zhe! hyx. Mas Yoga is almost just a compulsion on you" said Yoga, kissing Zhezha's cheek.

He also regretted, because he almost committed rape against his own wife.

Yoga hurriedly re-worn her clothes then returned to wearing Zhezha clothes.

After that he re-hugged Zhezha.Kiss him with affection and affection .But without desire.

Yoga rubbed Zhezha's head with a dewy look.

" If I hadn't left you that day on Zhe's first night, we would be happy now" murmured Yoga as he rubbed Zhezha's forehead.

" But you take it easy, Mas Yoga will wait until that time comes back. The time when it was 'you voluntarily gave up your teachings for Yoga mas, Zhe." Yoga whispered softly in Zhezhe's ear.

Zhezha slept well. Before he could not sleep, before being hugged and rubbed his head by Yoga. Now all of that has become a habit for Zhezha.

Yoga painstakingly closed his eyes as it endured his still tempestuous desires.

After some time, restrained self finally Yoga exhausted and sleep by itself.

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