A Match For Gus Ilham
Chapter.38
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"Oh yeah, I forgot. The food in the kitchen is incomplete. I shop first, all acquaintances also with the new environment," said Myesha tried to divert the conversation.
Myesha rushed up, but unfortunately had just two steps. Suddenly his body was already floating in the air because Ilham had brought him into his sling.
"Mas," cried Myesha who was shocked because her body suddenly floated.
"Yes baby? I'm here, why hhmm?" Answer Ilham while laying his wife's body on the bed.
"What do you want?" Myesha asked nervously as she looked at the different stares of her husband.
"What else do you want? Is there anything more interesting than this?" Ask Ilham back while opening his wife's hijab.
"Bu_wasn't that already," said Myesha with a pounding heart.
"It's okay, more and more often. So the more rewards we achieve," replied Ilham with a hand that kept moving open one by one the buttons Myesha put on.
"But it's still noon, Mas,"
"It's okay, as long as there's time and opportunity. We must not miss it, so that we are immediately given the confidence to have a baby," whispered Ilham swngan sound increasingly heavy and hoarse.
If this is the case, all Myesha can do is surrender to the situation. It is also impossible that she refused because it would make her a sinful wife for refusing the husband's wishes.
Until finally, the two also struggle again in the sweetness of wedding honey. Oh, this connoisseur turns out to be dating in the halal version? Murmured Ilham in between activities on the bed with his wife.
There are no more limits to be guarded, he is free to touch his woman wherever and whenever he wants and it will not cause sin and even multiply our rewards.
And the bonus, the woman will never be able to resist her wishes because it will be sinful if the wife rejects the wishes of the husband. Including the affairs of the bed and it turns out, it can make it on his wife's body.
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By late afternoon, Myesha and Ilham were just seen coming out of the room and the two went to the bottom floor.
Inspiration who covered the family room by bringing his laptop. While Myesha went straight to the kitchen to prepare a dinner menu for all residents of the house.
"Bi, please help clean the vegetables later. The same chicken also please in ungkep, I want to make coffee for Mas Ilham first," said Myesha while taking out the ingredients that are already available in the refrigerator.
"Well madam, let me first clean all the ingredients," Bi Ida replied while taking the ingredients that will be cooked today from the hands of Myesha.
"By, please. If you are not used to this job, you will be left behind. Let Bi Ida do it," replied Myesha with her friendly smile.
The three women were finally busy preparing a dinner menu with Myesha who became the main character. The woman who is currently wearing an instant hijab looks busy processing some food that will be eaten tonight along with her husband.
Ilham himself still seemed busy in the television room along with a laptop on his lap. The burly man, looked so dazzling with hair that was still half wet.
And it caught the attention of a girl who had been watching him ever since. Even the girl was determined to approach and do activities around Ilham in order to look at him from a close distance.
"Sir, do I want to make coffee?" Her question moved closer to Ilham who was still sitting on the sofa of the television room with a laptop on his lap.
Ilham paused his hand activity on top of the keyboard, then took a quick glance before looking down and focusing his gaze on the laptop screen again.
"No need, you just continue your activities. I don't drink coffee when I'm going to eat" Ilham replied in a cold, flat tone.
"Why Mas? You need something, until you call Melani?" Myesha asked to see the girl near Ilham.
Myesha who intended to call her husband to eat was for a moment staring questioningly at the two.
"No dear, Melani offered Mas coffee. But right, I don't drink coffee when I eat. In addition, while at home Mas also can not drink or eat if it is not made by his own wife," replied Ilham, who immediately rose from his seat to approach his wife.
“Oh, yes it is better we eat now. The food is ready,” continued Myesha who does not seem to be suspicious of the girl's behavior.
“Yes already, come.” replied Ilham to take the wife to the dining room and ignore the existence of Melani there.
The girl seemed to put on a sour face when Ilham left just like that did not even invite her to eat together even though it was just a stale base.
“Bi, this side dish to take to the back. Now Auntie and also Melani can go back to rest,” said Myesha handed me some vegetable bowls containing the dishes that she had cooked for the Bi Ida family to enjoy dinner with her family in the back pavilion.
“Good mistress, thank you. But what about the dirty dishes used mistress eat later,” replied Bi Ida who felt bad leaving her employer in a state of unfinished homework all.
“Leave it, left it alone. Later let me wash it,” replied Myesha again.
“But mistress,”
“It's okay, Aunty and Melani rest. Tomorrow after dawn prayers just come here again to clean the house,” said the hostess.
“Good madam, then I'm sorry. Come Mel, even bengong there,” invite BI Ida to his daughter who still looks cool looking at the figure of a handsome man who is now sitting at the dining table with his wife
Hearing the mother's words, finally Melani was unwilling to leave the house of her mother's employer to return to the place that will be her residence during her parents work there.
While the couple now began their dinner filled with warm chatter. Even the two of them are no longer rigid to express their feelings to each other.
Evidently now, the two seem to be feeding each other. Even sometimes Ilham is seen stealing kisses on the lips of the wife to make Myesha's face always look blushing because she was embarrassed by what Ilham did.
