WHY LOVE
Gradual Dong

For a Nico who had lived for many years abroad, the free environment once affected him. Although not to fall too far, but party and kissing activities have been experienced. The past, let the past, the important thing is not to repeat it. The past is there to teach us a valuable lesson.

Nico felt a stiff Holy kiss reply. It is enough to hint that his wife is inexperienced at doing so. How Nico didn't fall deeper in love with Sucita. As the name implies, he is still holy, so pure. Like a pearl on the bottom of the sea that he just found.

Gently, Nico fondled the wife. Guiding him how to reply to the pagutan he did. Seeing Sacred close his eyes, with a sigh involuntarily coming out of his mouth made Nico's desire rise even more. His hands began to be unable to condition, targeting the sensitive points of the wife.

Kumandang adzan magrib made Suci first aware of the intoxicating cradle.

"Mas Nico, it's adhan." Sacred took off the pagutan with a stingy breath, his voice was hoarse.

"Hm."

Nico rubbed Holy lips wet and slightly swollen from his actions. Hugging back tightly channels all the flavors that pop in the chest. "I love you, baby." Nico kissed his wife with feeling.

Nico left the room with a sarong he had wrapped around his neck. Out of the house, he joined the citizens who also headed to the mosque. Say hello to each other with friendly and small talk until arriving at the mosque which is 6 houses away from Umi's house.

Mosques with old building models whose condition has been leaked here and there are the concerns of Nico. He empathized with the many residents who congregated to the mosque even though the condition of the mosque began to break down, it was feasible in the renovation.

After the sunah bada magrib prayer, Nico did not go home immediately. He chose to sit waiting for Isha while reciting.

"Mas Nico, can we have a little chat?" a man he knew as Mr. RT, greeted him.

Then join also the elderly man who acted as the prayer priest earlier, who introduced Pak RT as the chairman of DKM. He sat down next to Pak RT so that it became a circular position.

Nico was waiting for one of them to speak. There was a look of confusion on the faces of the two, as if to be chanted.

"What's wrong with RT? Just say it, don't hesitate." Nico took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Look at Mas Nico, but sorry - sorry before, do not be offended or angry." Mr. RT scratched his non-itchy nape. With an agitated look, he turned his head beside her as if asking for support. The head of the DKM nodded his head.

"On the sudden marriage of Mas Nico and Suci, there are some residents who are encouraging if you marry because Suci is pregnant first," carefully Mr. RT recounted the complaint that reached his ear.

"Astagfirullah Hal'adzim." Nico was surprised. He could only shake his head. I didn't know until someone thought about it.

"We frankly don't believe it, Mas Nico. Umi Afifah here is very respected, also as an ustadzah. It is impossible to educate his child wrongly. Therefore, we want to hear directly from Mas Nico himself, so that we have the strength to refute it." continued Mr. RT.

Nico breathed out a loud breath. Never mind people who have slandered.

"Pak RT and Pak DKM, By Allah by the Messenger of Allah and this mosque as a witness. We do not commit adultery. What is alleged is not true. We are in a hurry to get married so we can have a halal relationship. Considering we live in Jakarta which is a lot of temptation. Marriage is the solution." Quietly and firmly, Nico explained.

Mr. RT and Mr. DKM seemed satisfied with Nico's explanation. He promised to come to those who are already incited so as not to continue to be spread.

"Son Nico please be patient. We can't prevent people from holding the tongue. So it's best that we refrain from replying to him with ugliness as well." Mr. DKM said wisely so that Nico was not provoked to be angry.

Nico nodded, confirming the speech of the head of the DKM. He also asked that the slander should not be discussed again to Umi. Pretty closed right now.

"Well, all I want to say. If possible, I intend to renovate this mosque into a modern mosque style. For the cost and the picture, God willing I will bear. Is it allowed, sir?" Nico looked at the one-on-one influential man.

"Alhamdulillah. Jazakallah khair before. Of course we are very happy, Nak Nico" Mr. DKM rubbed his face a sign of gratitude there is Aghniya who will renovate this mosque.

"Tomorrow me and Suci will return to Jakarta. Later I will communicate with Om Badru."

The chatter stopped as muezzin prepared to proclaim the Adzan isya. The three disperse themselves preparing for prayer.

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Hatcii

Suci sneezed twice as she felt the atmosphere of her room turn cold. He buried his body under the blanket until his head.

"Hey baby, don't be like that. Later shortness of breath." Nico threw the blanket down to the neck. They just finished praying sunah 2 rakaat. With haste the Holy folds his face so that he can roll with a blanket to drive away the cold.

"Are you allergic to cold?" Nico examined the skin of the Holy Arm. But do not see the presence of a rash as generally cold allergy symptoms.

"I don't know whether it's an allergy or not. Just every cold I like to sneeze and shiver. The medicine was quite coiled up on the blanket," Sacred explained.

Nico smiled at her smile. Smile victory before war. Nature was so on her side.

"From this moment onwards, I will be the cure. You won't be cold without a blanket." Nico opened the shirt. He pulled out the blanket, went inside. One by one the Holy Pajama buttons were opened.

I understand what Nico will do. She will not refuse because she is the right of her husband. "Mas, slow down yeah, I'm scared. He said it was sick the first time."

"Yes, pretty. I'll slow down."

Skin to skin touch is really effective in providing warmth, flowing heat as if propagating following the flow of blood for two lovebirds who begin to drink the sweetness of honey.

The sound of frogs and crickets out there breaking the silence of the night, managed to disguise the sounds of moans and sighs from inside the room, from under the covers.

"aww. It hurts." The Saints held Nico's lower body in order to no longer suppress him.

"OKAY. Rest first, baby." Nico prays him, with the position still above the wife. With his arms resting on both of his.

Nico tried again. The little guy was trying to find a gap in the narrow road. Trying to force his way through, it felt like something was torn apart. But this time made Suci cry and gripped firmly Nico's shoulder.

"Mas, it's been. I'm not strong." Suci made a sobbing, making Nico could not bear to continue. He had to give in, so that the wife would not be traumatized.

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There remains a trail of curios for othor yes, the readers are dearank.

Mamas, be patient. Not all couples can play in MP.

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Including othor first. Ups even vent 😄 SKIP, SKIP. DON'T READ!