Trapping Love Gus Handsome
I swear, It was a Good Banget

Each path has its own obstacles there is its own effect, we cannot equalize every journey. Likewise with the household, other people are also the trials and twists of his life.

Some are tried with the economy, health, some with loyalty or the presence of a third person. There is no such thing as actually succeeding in a household. Every couple has its own stumbling block, every day the household in the likeness of learning yes so even though civilized or knowledgeable people risk destroying the sacred commitment of marriage.

There is nothing really straight and neat in the household.

Ghaza understood this well, despite what befell him his small family Ghaza can only pray that he is not included in the class of a husband who is despotic and tyrannical to his wife.

While in the hospital Ghaza really did not leave his wife for a moment. Every job Ghaza brought to the hospital, lucky boss is his own in-laws so that his in-laws understand and Ghaza does not need to make a leave letter to be submitted to the company. Ghaza also left his duty of teaching, for him the most important thing this time was the state of his wife, only Kaylah became the center this time.

Ghaza kissed his wife's palm still closed his eyes, his condition had improved, the infusion was not fixed in his wife's hand. Ghaza even blames himself, yes he thinks this incident started from him, even if Ghaza always used in every he complained of bitterness that befell his wife.

Losing the figure of the fetus that was in Kayla's womb was enough to hit her completely. Had Ghaza been able to resist the urge and delay having children, this might not have happened, Kayla would not have felt the sharpness of the opration knife. But it has all passed, leaving only the tightness and hurt and guilt for Ghaza.

While waiting for the adhan Maghrib Ghaza took ablution and began to open sheet by sheet the holy verse of the Qur'an, slowly and melodiously Ghaza read the verses with tears, when the letter he read meant the torment of the fire of hell.

As usual Ghaza always felt better for a moment or after reading the holy verse of the Qur'an, the sacred sheet seemed to be the antidote in every assembly he felt today.

When the Maghrib adhan said Ghaza could not leave Kayla alone in his ward because his mother-in-law had not yet arrived there, he decided to perform the maghrib prayer in his wife's room in the care.

Kayla awoke when her husband was still facing the creator.

Kayla's heart feels bitter, lucky she has Ghaza but she also feels incomparable to Ghaza, she does not have the expertise in taking care of the household, she has no expertise in taking care of the household, so with his ordinary religious knowledge there is no advantage in him, the only thing he has is a body and a face that will soon be swallowed by time and will age soon.

Her body feels sticky and sultry amazing, if counted Kayla had four days not bathing, as long as Kayla was only on the lap by her husband. And this time she wanted to take a bath, Kayla took her phone while waiting for her husband to finish reciting, Kayla opened her phone and typed some quotes about love for her to put in her writing later.

"Kay, are you awake?"

Ghaza approached and kissed both of his wife's eyelids.

"Bang Kay wants to take a shower." Whine Kayla spoiled.

"So, you asked the doctor first?" Ghazapun rushed out to see the doctor who handled Kayla, and luckily the doctor allowed it.

With great care Ghaza led Kayla to the bathroom, Ghaza sat Kayla in a cleset sitting every thread that wrapped his wife Ghaza's body slowly.

Many times Ghaza downed his saliva with great difficulty when the body of sexih was plastered in front of him, had Kayla not been in a state of pain it was certain that Ghaza would have hit his wife's halal body. Ghaza closed his eyes many times to banish any whispers by the whispers that filled his ears.

It has been more than two weeks not getting released because of circumstances that are not possible, but his desire has reached the crown, his head throbbing his ears ringing, as well as his increasingly stiff maleness. "Ghaza, awake! Don't be selfish!" Ghaza warned himself despite having no effect at all.

Kayla realized something was wrong with her husband, a gaze as hot as the embers, repeatedly Ghaza threw it away elsewhere. Ghaza's hands tried to clean and soothe his wife's body as normal as possible.

"Astaghfirullah." repeatedly Ghaza beristighfar to remove his focus from the halal body that he can guarantee.

"Anything okay?" Kayla touched her husband's hot face.

Shit Ghaza really in the scope of enormous passion, the touch on his face even more make it a thorny, even Ghaza to close his eyes repeatedly enjoy his touch.

"Don't papa." Ghaza said after successfully mastering the situation.

Ghaza continued to soar Kayla, with great caution.

Ghaza doesn't want to lie but he's also in lema.

"Hmm, but no father brother still holds it, let alone forty days, for twenty-seven years only Brother is strong." Ghaza's alibi, of course he said that as his alibi so Kayla felt unencumbered.

Kayla learns how the brain of a man is mature enough to learn many things after several months of being the wife of a Ghaza.

Removing the maani water with his own hands or his crude language of masturbation is certainly not allowed in his religion and Kayla is sure Ghaza will prefer to resist his desires rather than violate them, for that Kayla volunteered to please her husband.

"You can use my hands or lips to please Brother, Kay is really ridho for that." Kayla without permission touched Ghaza's keleakin.

The man rounded his eyes, he was surprised at Kayla's actions were too bold according to him, offering to please him of course the sane will turn crazy by the talisman in the form of a woman's offer. Ghaza continued to emphasize his desire, Kaylanya has not recovered he can not do anything strange to his wife.

"Kay's body is fine. Also with the scar has dried up" Kayla assured.

"Later. Let's take a quick shower brother doesn't want you to get cold." Ghaza was showering, but beyond belief Kayla was kneeling before him, her beautiful face looking up at him.

"It's pure Kay's desire. Don't feel burdened or guilty."

Kayla grabbed the hook of Ghaza's pants and opened it slowly taking out the contents that had been in challenging mode ever since.

"Kay-" Ghaza's voice choked, he made no wart.

"Don't offend me with a word of rejection from you Bang." Kayla is really desperate. Her lips had already kissed the top of her husband's tower.

For the first time without being told, without coercion from any side Kayla pleases her husband to satisfaction. Until the essence of her body splattered on the floor as well as Kayla's plain chest.

Many times Ghaza yells at Kayla's name throughout the game, this crazy totally crazy Kaylanya transformed into a naughty woman, but Ghaza likes her.

In the end, Ghaza took a bath and shampooed with his wife.

Kayla and Ghaza are shocked when they get out of the bathroom already there is Ridwan's father and Kimmy's mother.

"Well, Kahfi is married why is Ghaza on his honeymoon?" ceplos Kimmy while enjoying the misbehavior gestures displayed by his daughter and daughter-in-law.

"Maurobe ..." Call Ridwan slowly. "Mom, like never young."

"See Gus, Ghaza's hair is wet! You don't suspect your daughter's in a macemin?" Kimmy chuckles as her daughter hides on the wide back of her suaminy.

"Honey looks like our daughter is no longer innocent" said Ridwan in the accompanying rarity.

Ghaza was made a great shame, fortunately Adhan isya reverberated so that he escaped the care of his two in-laws.

"Again satisfied?" kayla could have asked that. I want her to drag Kayla back in the bathroom.

"Yes, your game is amazing." Whisper Ghaza in the ear of his wife.

"So, just sook nolak. In the end enjoy it too." Kayla sneered.

"Thank you. I swear, it was so good, Kay." Ghaza smelled his smile. They don't care if there are their parents there