
"Well, what's Sanah?" Ririn frowned confusedly as Sanah walked into her room.
"The land that will accompany Syad sleeps," Deka replied as if understanding Ririn's confusion.
"But ...."
"There is no word 'but' , there is only the word 'yes'" said Deka.
"Udah Bu, sanah atuh," said Sanah with a red face blushing while re-mashing the tip of the shirt.
Even Sanah is a baper. Understandably her name is still a girl, seeing the sweet attitude of the male master to his wife who how it is, making her want to marry as well. Oops, I want marriage to mean.
"Yeah, baby!" Deka pulled Ririn's arm. Although timid, Ririn obeyed Deka's will.
They headed to the next room. White rooms that function as guest rooms, there are absolutely no Doraemon attributes in the room. Except for the clothes attached to the body of the owner of the house. Ririn was wearing a Doraemon draw negligee, and Deka was definitely the boxer of Doraemon images as well.
Deka embraces Ririn's shoulder and leads her towards the contest. Ririn moved obediently, as if resigned to wherever Deka took her. Occasionally his movements look clumsy and awkward as his heart rhythm becomes increasingly irregular.
"Rin," call Deka. They were now on a bed with rainbow motifs. Just like their hearts are now like rainbows. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple, colorful.
"Hemm," said Ririn timidly.
"Honey," call Deka again.
"Hem."
Deka grabbed Ririn's hand and let her softly kiss. "Can I do it now?" ask her with a glittering look.
Ririn looked at her husband for a moment, then immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.
Why, I use it anyway. Then what should I answer?
May, Bang, Please!
Can you, Bang, want it now?
Come on, Bang, let's start now!
Don't hesitate, Bang, I'm yours. Do what you want.
Let's do it, don't forget to read the bismillah.
Hadeuh, what's the answer.
"Darling!" exclaim Deka because Ririn never answered and even continued to bow.
"Eh, yes, Bang."
"Can?" ask Deka again.
Ririn nodded wrongly. It turns out that even though the first night is not on the wedding night, it still feels pounding dag dig dug not careless.
Moreover, Deka's attitude is so warm, inversely proportional to Jefri's attitude first. He remembers his first night with Jefri. The sick man tied his legs and hands, and whipped him with a belt.
After that night, he tried to run away from Jefri. However, it was difficult to escape from the torturer. Jefri often said that he loved her very much. Ririn herself did not understand what kind of love Jefri meant. Because Jefri's love is hell for Ririn.
A drop of clear liquid can not be held when remembering the story of his marriage first.
"Darling, why are you crying?" asked Deka who had never broken up to look at Ririn.
Ririn rubbed the wet traces on her cheeks. "I'm not okay. I'm unhappy. Good brother to me. I am very .. happy," "he said softly. From the bottom of her heart, Ririn was indeed feeling very happy.
Deka again kissed Ririn's hand. "I'm also very happy, Rin. I love you." Just like Ririn, Deka also felt very happy. His dream to build a sadinah household, mawaddah warahmah was realized with Ririn.
"Did you love me?" Ririn knows Deka loves her, but she doesn't know if her handsome husband loves her.
"of course. Otherwise love, there's no way I'm going all the way to chase you into Serang, then marry you."
"How much do you love me?" Ririn paused for a moment of her saying, "if I may know."
"Not ask how much love I am. Because there is no accurate measuring instrument to measure it. My love is as big as my effort to always make you happy. And may you always be happy living with me, Rin," Deka replied with sincerity. So indeed his promise in the heart, when his heart steady decided to marry Ririn.
Ririn reviewed the smile, her eyes fixedly staring at the man who was pecking at her hands. No matter how many times his hands were smitten by the priest, he did not focus on counting.
"I'd always be happy living with my brother, if you never hurt me."
"Darling, why don't you ask, what is the evidence that I love you" Deka said.
Ririn frowned. "What is the evidence?"
"You know what?"
Ririn nodded.
"Do you want to know?"
Ririn nodded again.
"Prepare to receive proof of my love!"
Deka brought her face closer to Ririn. Their eyes met. The sparkler of love from the look of the eyes both penetrate to the soul. Ririn's heart beat faster like a drum to war. Deka's blood flow flows faster, then into the capillary network. The desiccant flowed warmly throughout the organs, making his body even more turbulent.
Deka brought her lips closer to Ririn's ear, then whispered softly, "I love you."
I love you too. I want Ririn to say that sentence, replying to the whisper of the former Cassanova's love. However, his lips suddenly felt unable to speak. Because the breath of Deka that feels blowing on the cheek no doubt gives an extraordinary sensation. The twinkling created by Deka made him oscillate in a sea of excitement.
After whispering the word love, Deka gently scooped up Ririn's lips with hers. Smear and taste until it feels sweet.
This was her first kiss with Ririn. First kiss at two months of marriage. The lips are accompanied by touches on each inch of the body. Both are dissolved in the lust of love. Then it comes down to the movement of uniting each other.
"Remember, don't forget to read the prayer" whispered Ririn just before uniting herself, leaving everything to her husband.
"What prayer?" ask Deka.
"If you do not know the prayer, read bismillah aja ga papa," said Ririn.
"Come, we read bismillah together!" bring Deka, who is possessed by Ririn.
"Bismil was bornohmanirohim" said the two together.
"Okay, we read both."
"Yes." Yeah."
"Audzubillahiminashyaitonirrojiim says. Bismillahbornrohmanirrohiim."
Then the two lovebirds unite themselves together. Unite in love to fly the halal-labeled couple to the peak of the highest flavor. Towards unexciting pleasure.
"Beloved, dear" said Deka with a breath that had not been regular.
No, he's talking again. I have to answer what try.
Equally, Sweetheart.
Thanks too, dear.
I also want to say thank you to my brother.
Don't say thank you, because I'm yours.
Thank you also for giving ... give what try?
Brother is amazing.
Does Brother want to go?
Ish. What the hell is my mind.
Ririn simply smiled as she pulled her blanket up to the neck. A few answer options in his head none of them were spoken.
Deka embraces Ririn's body. Buried Ririn's face into his chest. Ririn smiled shyly as she looked at the torn bread. Given the tragedy of torn bread and boxer Doraemon often makes him smile himself.
"Darling, are you happy?" deka asked while kissing the top of Ririn's head in her arms. Sniffing the fragrant aroma from that lustrous black hair.
"Yes" said Ririn briefly. He was permeating the comfort of Deka's deck. Although this position has often been felt. Still different tastes, regular night and decking after making love. It feels like it's layered. How many layers? Hundreds ... more.
"Tell me the obvious dong, not just yes," protested Deka.
"I'm happy" said Ririn.
Deka unraveled his decapitation. He raised Ririn's chin, so that he could look into her eyes.
"Because of what? Is it happy because I'm handsome, is it happy because I'm amazing, or is it happy because of what?"
"Blessed because of everything. Because Brother is handsome, kind, warm, and ... extraordinary," he blushed. He looked down again, but Deka held him down. Forcing her to keep staring at the handsome face of her husband.
"So that's not jos?" sedu deka while smiling mischievously.
"Ish, Brother." Ririn's cheeks were getting red.
Deka gently rubbed the reddish cheeks. "Rin, do you love me?"
"Love. Love is absolutely the same brother."
"How much is your love like me?"
"More than your brother's love for me."
"More times I love her."
"The bigger I love him."
"Me, Rin."
"I, Bang."
"Me!"
"I!"
"Me!"
"I!"
"OKAY. If you have more love, prove it!"
"How do you prove it?"
"Ronde two, you're on top yeah."
"Ish, Brother."
"Come dong!"
"No way, I can't!"
"I'm ajar!" Deka lifted Ririn's body over her body.
"Abang, um!" Ririn was trying to get down. However, Deka held him back.
"No way!"
"Try it!"
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Hadeuhwas. I hope it's too horror.
Thank you for the support.
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