Wrong Uterus

Wrong Uterus
Chapter.31


Arriving in a hotel room, Syifa circulated her view because the room was equipped with luxurious facilities and a large balcony. "Why are we here?" he asked with a confused feeling.


Arman closed the curtains to cover the large window that was there. "I want to spend my day off lazing with you in bed.


Astaghfirullah, what do Mas Arman mean, lest.ah I am not ready, inner Syifa.


"Lazy, but why should we be at the hotel, we can spend time at home" Syifa said with a face that suddenly turned red.


he was shocked by the memories that arrived


suddenly appeared.


No. gabe.


Don'tdon't.


Please not now


he hurriedly gulped nervously. Trying to look at the face of the husband fixed, in order to be able to concentrate again with what is in front.


She finally realized that Arman was her husband. He was already a legitimate person for a sacred worship.


Suddenly without any warning, Arman pulled Syifa's hand into his hand, then inhaled it deeply. "Syifa are you ready?"


he was astonished. His chest rippled violently when Arman's lips touched the back of his hand. "Well, what are you ready for?"


"I don't know last night you were conscious or not, you said last night whether I wanted you tonight, I'm so nervous Syifa there's something inside of me that's back up after all this time, and today above a height of hundreds of meters I want to have you all."


Syifa fell silent instead, her face growing red with embarrassment mixed with nervousness. "Just go with it."


"Well, can I do this?"


Syifa did not have time to say anything when Arman briskly and gently pulled her body against the wall of the room. Then put one hand next to his head.


While the other one grabbed his waist. Again without warning let alone notice, Arman began to unite himself. Sweep it lightly with a gentle, smooth, slow, yet clear masculine touch.


Syifa closed her eyes to feel all the sensations offered, she was almost out of breath because the touch of the husband was getting hotter. Urge it without leaving the slightest gap to just master yourself.


Eventually after a while Syifa was able to breathe a sigh of relief when Arman gave her enough space even for a moment. Before he pushed her back. "Mas I can be-"


His body was stuck back to the wall. With Arman's arm tightly gripped his waist. And a squeezed position like this makes it have to reach Arman's shoulder so as not to fall.


Now, Arman has swept him into the most sweeping waves. Makes his heart pound more and more unwavering. Surely Arman could hear clearly the irregular rhythm of his heartbeat.


But right now, he is not able to hide anything from anyone. Especially in front of the husband. Moreover, they have explored each other and waded into each other. There are no secrets left. "I love you, Syifa.


Syifa could only close her eyes when the word love was spoken again. His eyes opened when he was lying on the bed.


His chest was getting up and down, there was a strange hissing that made the entire body bristle. At the moment he can do nothing but surrender. Let Arman do everything he wants.


"Syifa, I'll do it soon, you ready?"


With teary eyes, Syifa nodded her head. He took pains not to be dragged by the drifting currents that Arman gave.


But his body can not do much at all does not reject the charm of an Arman Alfarizi. Her body shivered and was overwhelmed every time the husband stopped at one point and concentrated there.


No doubt Arman is an expert because of his status as a widower and he has never missed something like this.


Arman finally straightened his back while enjoying all the thrills after doing the unification. He continued his activities while extending his hand until he touched the chest muscles of the wife.


"Mass?"


"Hem ...."


"I. .. I'm not bi-" Syifa could not continue her words because the husband again silenced his lips.


Arman looked back at Syifa with a sweat that continued to pour incessantly. "I'm sorry Syifa Now I can't see anything but doing what I want."


Syifa grabbed the husband's back. When something goes in so deep it breaks through self-defense that has been guarded wholeheartedly.


Arman looked back at him with glaring eyes, yes there is a deeper desire for the first worship they run.


To be honest Arman is not the type of man who is good at expressing feelings when it comes to relationships. He chose to show by deeds and what he is doing today is one of the proofs of seriousness, that desire is present because there is love that has grown.


The movement was getting faster to make Syifa gripped more tightly and may have hurt Arman's back now.


Within seconds of that achievement they finally felt together. Arman fell down beside his wife, he grabbed her body to lie down in the arch of his arm.


Now the world seems to have been in the grip, one word that Arman is able to say after getting the most valuable thing from Syifa is 'extraordinary'


Syifa lowered her head to look at her husband with a reddened look and gasping breath. "Thank you for making me a real wife."


Arman smiled and kissed the head of his wife. "Sleep for a while after that we do worship again."


Syifa's eyes were perfectly rounded. "Another?"


"Zhuhur prayer rugs" he said, pinching the tip of his nose.


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