
The two brothers only saw from afar every procession that Erlangga and Rafika did. They are still talking. While Helen's husband was looking after their child who did not want to go down the horse renggong.
"Calvin, you see Kiranti! Are you not interested in approaching him? He's a good son, loyal friend and sincere. That's what you can deduce after being close to the two of them. Brother doesn't mind if you get close to him. Didn't you always want to be with the Eagle. If you marry that girl, you'll always be together."
"Stop Brother! No need to keep promoting. I haven't thought about it until there."
"What your brother said has a point. If you don't believe the girl who used you so much, why not try with the village girl whose thinking is simple" said Calvin.
His parents often told his son to find a partner. Given the age of Calvin who is approaching the number three. They want their children to have a family quickly.
"Easy, Mom. If you're a mate, you're not going anywhere" Calvin pleaded.
"Gee! You always do that."
Her mother and sister continued to advise Calvin. Rarely can they talk to the boy for long. Because Calvin often reasoned busy work if it has been mentioned about marriage. Until the sound of Rafika speaking on the lap, making them distract her.
"Ayo-ayo who is still single gather in front of the stage huh! Fika still gives way so you can get married quickly."
"It's fast Fika don't talk anymore" chirped one of the people who was preparing to catch the bridal flowers.
"Prophe dong! Come on, Bang Calvin docked so fast!"
Inevitably Calvin also stood directly towards Rafika and Erlangga. Instead she kept hearing the talk of her mother and sister who made hot ears. Better he follow the silliness of his best friend's wife.
"Prepare yes! One two three" Rafika said, turning her back to the people waiting for her to throw flowers.
"Fika, why aren't the flowers thrown?" protest everyone who was there.
"Yet? Let's throw flowers while looking at their jones faces, hehehe ...." He and Erlangga turned back to face those hopeful faces. He threw flowers at Calvin without warning.
Grep's!
The flower that Calvin was supposed to catch was already taken first by Darwin. The man smiled seductively as he looked at Calvin's hand that was still hanging in the air.
"Sorry, Bro. I got married first" said Darwin.
"Take there. It doesn't matter either" said Calvin.
"To yuk's top! We offer our congratulations" take Darwin.
"Come, I haven't congratulated you either."
"Why were you here?"
"Dengerin lecture kanjeng queen. Dizziness is told to quickly continue marriage. Moreover, seeing that the Eagles are married, they are getting excited to get me married."
The two also walked up to the top of the pelaminan, greeted by a bright smile by Erlangga. She was so happy that her best friend attended her wedding. Even though it is far from the city.
"Congratulations, Bro. Yes samawa!" darwin said while hugging Erlangga. "Congratulations, Fika!" continued.
"Thank you, Win."
"Thank you, Darwin. Quickly follow yes!" rafika said with a smile.
"Congratulations, Eagle!" Calvin hugged his friend with teary eyes. Between happy and sad to be one. Surely after marriage, the Eagle will be more busy with his wife, Calvin thought.
"Thanks, Bro. You're always there for me."
"Congratulations, Fika. Take care of Brother's best friend!"
...***...
When the party is not over, Rafika and Erlangga choose to go home. They felt tired of seeing people jogging on stage. Likewise with Erlangga's friends and family who came. They decided to go back to the hotel to rest.
"Fika, don't your feet hurt all day wearing high heels?" asked Erlangga when they had changed clothes.
"No, A. People I don't wear, hehehe ... Didn't A Eagle see that I was wearing a wedge when riding a horse?"
"No, I forgot again. Fika, sleep yuk! Aa was sleepy," asked Erlangga while approaching Rafika who was cleaning her clothes in a small suitcase.
"It's only eight o'clock at night. It was afternoon A. Mother and the others were also still in the village. Surely they are jogging," said Rafika who realized that Erlangga was standing behind him.
"Members don't exist. If there is, then we will be ashamed. The room only uses curtains. There's no door. You are not sleepy, hm ...?" Erlangga immediately hugged Rafika from behind. He blew the girl's nape until Rafika's hair stood on. "It's our bridal night."
"I mean Aa? Are we doing this now?"
"Hm ... Didn't you buy an oil filter? Why not wear it?"
"That, A. His clothes are left in the apartment."
Holy hooch! Why miss everything?
"It's okay, make us there."
"Then, how should Fika A? Fika doesn't know the first night to do." Rafika's heart beats faster than usual.
"You don't have to do anything." Erlangga turned Rafika's body to face her. "Everything goes by instinct."
Erlangga brought his face closer. His heart rhymed like never before. His body warmed up resisting the ambushing desire. He slightly tilted his head and began to enjoy the pink lips that became his candlestick.
Both are equally lulled. Enjoy the thrill that makes both want to do more and more. Moreover, when Erlangga's hand began to stroke Rafika's sensitive point, making the girl's desire soar.
"Fika, can Aa ask for it now?" asked Erlangga with a hunting breath
"Ask what A?" ask Rafika.
"Getting Aa's rights."
"But me, I'm coming on the moon" said Rafika lirih.
"It's okay. Aa play on it only," said Erlangga back to attack Rafika.
He again explored the entire oral cavity of Rafika, so that the sound of crackling and decapan that filled Rafika's room. Erlangga's hand did not stay still, he continued to play the squisy that was still stuck.
His libido is really going up. But unfortunately he could not complete his desire because it turned out the wife was on the red cross. Until finally, he chose to be like a baby who stuck to Rafika while enjoying the twins who maintained their authenticity.
While Rafika is really sleepy, let Erlangga do as she pleases. She let her husband stay. Although there was a strange feeling that he had never felt before.
"Aa, can Fika sleep? I was so sleepy" said Rafika.
"May, but the clothes should not be worn again." pinta Erlangga.
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