Young Wife For My Husband
Chapter 27 Is Still Not Time
"Why did you say that in front of your parents? It's embarrassing to me, Yang!" soh said to Juriah when they had finished eating and returned to the room.
"It's okay, Mom! Both of my parents are your parents now. Abi has savings that are sometimes used for things that are not good like soccer gambling and Umi karaokean same friends in their favorite places every week."
Soleh widened his eyes.
Huh huh? Her brother Juria likes online soccer gambling? Do you also like karaoke?
"Ah you can't open the disgrace of the old man, Yang! Durhaka later!"
Juria smiled brightly.
"Not open the disgrace of parents, but the reality is like that. I am actually an only child but more often lonely if Abi Umi walks alone. Maybe they are saturated with my condition which is often scorned by many people."
"Whoa, I said,"
Grep.
Juriah clutched the mouth of Soleh.
"Sorry, I forgot..."
Netra they fight each other. The ripples in Juria's eyes fascinated Soleh.
Beautiful eyes with long fluffy fluffy fur on top of the petals. What a beautiful creation of Allah Ta'ala.
It is unfortunate, a beautiful face must receive a heavy ordeal at a young age.
The Syrian government also has no power to withstand the turmoil of feeling in the chest.
Soleh's handsome face with a firm jawline made him even more fascinated.
O Allah, this thin mustache, the hairs of his beard that grow irregularly, and the skin of the body and the strength of the palm of Mas Soleh is my dream all along. The ideal man who indicates that he is a hard worker.
Slowly push his body forward. Getting closer to Juriah after the girl removed her hand from Soleh's mouth.
Cup.
Soleh steals the sweet lips of Juria quickly.
"I'm sorry, if my behavior surprises you, Juria. Sorry."
Soleh immediately uttered a soft sentence to calm the reddened Juriah.
"Don't apologize, Mum. It's your right to ask for it from me." The mutterings of Juria answered his words to make Soleh think inwardly.
Is the sign of Juria beginning to accept me?
"Sleep, you must be tired!" soh said while laying the body of his young wife on the bed of Juriah.
The Kebat-kebit Syrian heart. Thumping very tight with mixed feelings. Between fear, pleasure, and curiosity in the ability of Soleh in making it fly to the sky high in space.
Soleh but not that fast to get to Jyria. His mind was still being held back slowly to begin with.
Not-time. I'm afraid that Juria will be frightened and our relationship will be turned away if I force the will.
Soleh pulled out a silk blanket and placed it right over the chest of the Syrian.
A warm peck on the forehead as usual. Making Juria wait for one step Soleh next.
"Sleep, Honey! Don't forget the sleep prayer to keep you from nightmares!" whispered Soleh in a soft voice.
"Darling.., good night!" Now Juriah tried to lure Soleh who also laid his body aside. Soleh looks relaxed by closing his eyes after arranging his hands into a headstool.
"Good sleep, my dear Siti Juria!"
Ah, Mas... koq you didn't touch me? Juria's heart murmured somewhat disappointed.
Juriah pretended to close her eyes.
Soleh occasionally glanced at Juria from behind her squinting eyes.
Let him be comfortable with me. This marriage will be long. The next three years are not a short time. I have to be patient to get another pearl grain from Dear Juria.
Now their bodies are aligned facing the ceiling. Pretending to be closed even though their hearts are still busy with their own feelings.
With the disappointment of Juriah, also with the strength of Soleh resisted the desire to taste the body of his young wife.
As the quote of the day a celebrity, not yet the time.
That is how both Jyria and Soleh believe.
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