The Father Boy
ALA264S. Nahda changed genre
"Fear, watch horror movies. I haven't prayed, Bang. Dare not go to the bathroom, dare not wudhunya, afraid there is someone queuing behind me." Nahda whines like Cani.
Arghhh, I'm like increasing the number of younger sisters.
"Yes, honey." I followed Hema walking towards her car, with a cell phone stuck to her ear.
I don't usually use bluetooth earphones. My activities are many, earphones have fallen and lost because of my activities.
"Why, Bang? Urgent though? Is there a cockroach?" asked Hema, after I sat down next to her who was driving.
"Temenin wudhu." I smiled shyly.
My wife, kinda another.
Hema laughed off, running her car slowly. "I won't be?" He watched the road, as it would go up the asphalt road.
"No, you don't****just*" I chirped with a glance.
Laughter. This man seems proud, because he can handle Flowers early. I wonder, how strong does he bring the game? I stay like yesterday, just once as long as Nahda is able to come out many times. I'm proud of myself now, because I can last long enough after a massage and exercise routine. Don't let me go out many times, because my body is not strong. Yep, I understand my body condition and my needs.
"Well, I'm her husband. It's not so bad, Bang?" He glanced at me.
"How many rounds in one play?" I'm actually embarrassed to ask this.
"People haven't married yet, Bang. It'll be chep again, I'll be wrong."
This is also his mouth.
"Know it." I pretended to be busy with my phone.
Hema looked at. "Yeah…. Sometimes only use fingers, sometimes just in. If Sikon does not support, yes just as quickly, but both out. If it is the intention to take a room, yes the length of the heating. Flowers if the play goes on, cry for it already. If that's what it must be, Bang. If forced, yes lash and be reminished."
The relationship has not been long, but they already understand each other.
"You're strong long?"
Uh, why am I asking that?
"Pas could not, now quite can, but Flowers that do not want. He likes a long warm-up, not an old game. Yes enough, for me who has not completely normal condition of his body. One time, one or two styles. Why, Bang? Want to make alternative medicine so that male? Come on, I'll just. I'm the one who's self-conscious, I'd like it if it was my condition." Hema chuckled small.
"Yes, you're not enough, are you? Time to keep crying girls?" I've been taking alternative medicine with Papa Ghifar.
"Yes later I call the same skill improvement, let him not cry. Do you mind me, Bang? If you want a male massage, or want to buy the medicine."
He spoke lightly, as if he were not ashamed. Do I have to be as self-conscious as I am, not just distracted by her work?
"Yes." Yeah." What matters first.
Switching to the topic of work, we no longer discuss the topic of the man. Apparently, all men experience different conditions with their own. You could say, my hormones are normal. Only my stamina needs to be repaired and tested, let alone about my skill.
"Thank you, Bang? Later sometime coffee again," said Hema, as I got out of his car.
"Ready." I closed the door the car slammed a little.
The voice of my brothers is reading the holy verses. I kept going until I got into my house. Nahda was really scared, she was in bed and covered. However, he continued to watch the movie that let out a sinister sound.
"She's scared??? How do you still watch horror movies?" I approached our bed.
"Remember…." Nahda immediately stretched out her hand, then pulled my hand.
"What, Honey?" I grabbed.
"Temenin prayer." He's blushing in my chest.
"Come on." I looked towards the wall clock.
"Any prayer?" Nahda held onto the edge of my shirt.
"Udah, Beautiful." I pulled out her hand that was holding the edge of my shirt, then I held her.
So uncomfortable having a wife? It's not that uncomfortable, but uncomfortable because he hugged me while walking. It was like walking in the middle of a forest that had many ferocious beasts.
Nahda's almost as tall as me, maybe it's just my ears. The body is also large, but shaped like the mother of Aca. Yes kind of genetic, the fat gathers in a certain place like thighs and p****l.
"Sir Izza never lived here no, Bang?" After ablution, he fell back.
Oh my goodness, until I'm short of breath. How did the actors and actresses who shot the horror film feel? They run around, cuddle, hold on, crumble like this Nahda.
Want me to say 'sad', like dad's mouth on the biyung. But I have in-laws, I'm afraid my wife is complaining to her parents.
"Early, first night." I led him back into the room.
Some rooms were unfilled, as was the second floor. Mushola's already there, but there's no stuff. Meanwhile, we used to pray in the room.
"I became the mind of the spirit of brother Izza," he said while holding his alphabet.
"I, who slept together, never imagined his spirit!" He thought Izza died unnaturally, until Izza's spirit floated so.
"Cum, serem. Never thought, if you could just roll your brother into something?" He took aim, wearing his face.
His mouth is everywhere.
"My roll has turned into you since we married!" My ketus has been felt.
"I mean…. Some kind of po.." Nahda hung up the sentence.
"This is not a horror novel! Emotions are me!" I shook my head, then rolled my body on the bed.
Want to pray also a lot of wacana first.
"Hmm, you Candragupta!" He got up and fixed his qibla position.
I did not serve him, so that he quickly moved to perform prayers. The weirdness of Nahda switching this genre, makes me quite confused. I was a little complicated to do my daily activities, because Nahda turned into a coward and often called me and asked me to come home.
Until it was triggered to hold a study, so that the air is afraid Nahda in this house is gone. He admitted that he did not watch any more horror movies. But I don't know, maybe he's still in the shadows.
"Bang, here first." Dad waved his hand at me when I was just out of the house.
Look at this silkworm, he hugged my arm too much. It looks so, more excessive than biyung to father.
"Where are you going anyway?" ask biyung later.
"Ke mama, ask for nginep in mama," I replied by bringing Nahda towards my parents.
Last night, maybe it's okay. Not a mass sleep either, we slept in Nahda's room.
"Who? Why?" Biyung thrusting mulieng crackers, or emping melinjo.
"Nothing." I'm covering up that Nahda's been turning into a coward lately.
"You gotta help Dad, Bang. Please for your time from that ginger production house, Dad's business in Jepara has a problem." Dad swatted the mosquito that was in his hand.
"Mas, not Chandra. Duh…. I remember our story." Biyung immediately scowled.
Which story?
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