
“Your proposal is good. You can advance the proposal exam,” said Mr. Dhiaz after checking Aisyah's proposal.
“Thank you sir.” So happy, Aisyah spontaneously embraced Mr. Dhiaz.
Mr. Dhiaz returned Aisyah's embrace. It had been a long time since he had embraced Aisyah, but he did not let go of her embrace. It's even getting tighter.
“Let me sir.”
“Let's go, I really like to hug you.” He then removed the hijab of Aisha.
“What are you do-?”
Not finished talking, Mr. Dhiaz immediately silenced Aisyah's lips with his eyes. His hands moved to Aisyah's clothes. Deftly, the hand let go.
“Stop it sir, remember our promise to Juice. We will not behave as husband and wife.”
“But I love you so much Aisyah. I can not hold back any longer,” said Mr. Dhiaz who is getting excited.
“But I don’t love you. So please stop sir!”
“I don't care if you love or not, obviously you are halal to touch.”
Mr. Dhiaz continued his activities.
“I'm menstruating sir. So you can’t touch me.” Various reasons Aisyah revealed that Mr. Dhiaz wanted to stop.
“Menstruation? You must be lying, right?”
“No sir, I'm serious.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, really.”
“Then let me check.” Mr. Dhiaz turned to unleash Aisyah's final defense.
“I've guessed. You are a bad wild baby,” he continued who did not find a drop of blood.
Dhiaz quickly took off all his clothes. He was getting closer to Aisyah.
“I beg you, please be aware sir!”
“I'm very aware darling.” Mr. Dhiaz grabbed the already innocent Aisyah into his arms.
“I will do it slowly,” her whisper in Aisyah's frightened earlobe.
“Please don’t! It's wrong sir.”
“What's wrong? You are my wife and I have the right to do this to you.”
“We promoted to Jus for not acting as husband and wife. So, please let me go sir!”
“I won't let you go, baby. I don't care about that promise anymore. Right now, I just want to have you completely.”
Big snake sir Dhiaz is now entering Aisyah's nest by force.
Then boom, something's been ripped down there. He managed to become the only owner of the crown that has been guarded for 21 years.
“Sa-kit,” says the wife.
“I will never regret doing this.” Mr. Dhiaz has accelerated his movements.
“Siiir,” sigh Aisyah.
“I know, I know you really enjoy this.”
They both feel the same sensation. Until the sound escaped from the mouths of the two.
After the hot game, Mr. Dhiaz kissed Aisyah's forehead. “Thank you my wife,” she said then lay down.
Aisyah was too embarrassed for what happened just now. He hides under the blanket.
Mr. Dhiaz pulled him over, then grabbed him. “I'll ask for it every day.”
“You can’t,” reply Aisyah who did not dare to look at netra pak Dhiaz.
“I'll force you.”
“Good.”
“Asking for rights on wife is not a crime dear. Oh yeah, I want to ask you something.”
“What?”
“Do you really not love me?”
“No, I love you so bad.”
“Since when?”
“A long time ago.”
“Then, why do you reject me continue?”
“Since Ilam's betrayal, I've found it hard to trust men, including sir. I refuse sir coz I think sir is just kidding like Ilham.”
“I already know the truth. I won't let you go again.”
“But, sir must marry Jus.”
“I won't marry her.” Mr. Dhiaz removed the blanket covering Aisyah's body.
“What else do you want sir?”
“Continue round to two dong.”
“Aish.”
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The worst part the author ever made. You can do it like some famous🙈 novels