The Prisoner of the Enemy's Heart
Chapter 51 Return from Nirvana

Samuel Richard smiled with satisfaction after successfully navigating a long journey to nirvana with Prilya, the rightful woman he touched and gave preferential treatment.

A beautiful journey that so many obstacles because the beloved wife refused to be invited to fly together.

Prilya who initially responded very well suddenly refused in the middle of the journey when the husband was already very burning desire. Luckily, her husband was so patient with her. Until he briefly postponed his wish and began to beg the girl to accept it.

"What's up, baby? Don't you feel sorry for me, Prilya?" ask her with a misty look of passion.

"Fear," the girl chirped very quietly. He tried to look the other way because he was very scared and shocked when he saw something big, long, and hard at the bottom. A trunk that is ready to take him to enjoy the beauty of the journey full of martyrdom.

Even though he had touched it at that time but seeing its appearance now he became terrified. Finally all persuasion Samuel Richard issued so that Prilya no longer reject him.

Enough he was dizzy and could only bite his own finger when he was very wanting the wife and there were things that prevented him.

The man was finally able to also get the wife despite the drama.

Prilya finally resigned. She felt sorry for her husband who had given her a sense that could not be described with words. An infinite sense of pleasure with just a touch and a light caress all over his body.

Although in the end he had to rampage and scream pain when the trunk of the husband managed to tear the thin membrane that had been well guarded by him but finally he enjoyed it too.

"Thank you dear" whispered the man with a satisfied smile on his face. He kissed the entire surface of his wife's face because she was very happy. Prilya smiled with her beautiful face.

The girl looked very tired and in pain. He could not move from his current position because the husband was actually attacking him mercilessly. Almost two hours they were in nirvana and only returned when the man had managed to assuage himself inside his very narrow possession.

Samuel Richard hugged his wife with beautiful words full of love. He helped the girl clean up by taking her to the bathroom. They took a bath together trying not to repeat it in the bathroom.

"Rest. I'll bring you breakfast" said the man as he kissed his wife's forehead. Prilya just nodded slowly. His strength has been drained by the handsome man of Indonesian and British blood.

Samuel Richard smiled then immediately put on his clothes. He wanted to get out of the room but his hand was pulled by Prilya.

"What's wrong, my dear? You still sick?" ask her with a loving look. Prilya smiled with a happy thumping chest. He did not expect that the handsome man could be so kind and gentle as he was today.

"We have not prayed for my father and mother. We haven't prayed dawn either." Samuel Richard was shocked. During this time he was Muslim but he rarely carried out the obligation called prayer.

"You want to pray?" the man asked as he approached his wife who was lying on the bed. Prilya smiled and tried to get up.

"It's noon baby, aren't we too late?"

"Nothing brother. We forgot because we were busy, so we still have to do it. Come onl. We took a shower too, right?"

Samuel Richard scratched his un-itchy head. He was suddenly afraid of becoming a priest for his wife. He doesn't know much about prayer.

"Come brother." Prilya with a slow step because of the pain in the core of her, immediately to the bathroom for ablution' while the husband can only follow her to do the same.

"I can not be a priest dear, we pray alone yes," said the man with an uncomfortable face.

"Yes Brother. It'sit's okay. What matters is that we don't miss prayer time." Prilya put on her face and immediately gave a prayer mat for her husband and a prayer mat for herself.

"Pril, what morning prayers?"

Samuel Richard grimaced. He had many questions to ask, but he was ashamed. While Prilya itself has prayed first.

In his heart the man promised to learn to a teacher. He prayed according to what he could. Two rakaats with four prostrations. Regarding his reading, he will read as he can.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," he said to close the barrage of prayers of two rakaat in the morning.

"We pray for your father and mother."

"Eh yes." The man raised his hand and prayed that his wife's father and mother would be buried and forgiven all their sins.

"This morning I will invite the children of the boarding school to come to this house to pray for father and mother, dear," Samuel said as he grabbed his wife on his lap who was lying cross-legged.

"Thank you very much, brother. I don't know what to say to you" replied Prilya with a smile on her face.

"Hey, that's my duty as your husband, my dear Prilya." Samuel Richard pinched the tip of his wife's nose then grabbed the lips that looked still very swollen because of his actions and pulsed slowly and very long.

"You have returned my kiss dear enough" the man whispered in a low voice. Priya smiled then did what her husband wanted even though he was not yet proficient.

"Hunger" said Prilya after her lips were released by her husband unwillingly. Samuel Richard was quite sensitive after hearing the sound of his wife's stomach.

"Hem, okay. We have breakfast first, after that we continue this again. Someone still wants Prilya dear." Samuel Richard immediately lowered his wife's body from his lap because his trunk was writhing and soon woke up with an unstoppable taste.

"Sister, I'd like to eat in my room, okay? I'm still embarrassed to get out of this room."

"Ah yes okay. I'm also ashamed to come out of my room in this state, baby," Samuel said, revealing his property from behind his scabbard. The trunk stood back very firmly.

Prilya grimaced to see it. She was creepy but she preferred breakfast first rather than serving her husband's trunk which was quite tempting faith.

Samuel Richard stood up from his seat and called Anita's mother to ask the waiter to bring food for them that morning.

"We wait for food while playing yuk" said the man with a sly smile on his face. Prilya smiled then raised her eyebrows next to.

"What game, brother?"

"There is a."

"Oh."

"Later you'll see and feel for yourself."

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