Aisha World

Created Feelings

The night came, while it was somewhere else ....

Unconcerned by the darkening night, Hassan comes out of the room leaving Hanum, Hassan's wife in deep sleep.

The atmosphere was already silent and silent, the occasional twang of the clock that rang. Hassan's foot must have gone to the place where Aisyah worked. A place called the night world.

The man suddenly wanted to do it with Aisyah. For some reason, he was already hooked on the girl's service.

Arriving at night club' ... Hassan got out of the car. "Dear of it!" Hassan went straight inside, his net swept the room with a size not too wide. No one, even the ladies' nightly living room seemed empty.

"Find Ayesha, sir?"

Hassan gasped at Madam Jeni's sudden approaching voice, but Hassan's face still looked calm.

"Where is Aisyah, Madam?"

"Lho, you forgot yes, he instead of leaving here, only once every two days? That's also on your own orders," said Madam Jeni with a frown.

Hassan patted him on the forehead, "astaga .. why can I forget?"

"Do you need anything, or is there an interest in him?" ask Madam Jeni.

"Eh, no, madam. Well, then, I'll just go home." Half-running, Hassan headed to the parking lot then got into his car, and started his engine in a hurry.

The man drove out his car in the sudden downpour, along with a simple rumble.

"Why is it suddenly raining?" muttered Hassan began to move his round handlebar.

Hassan recalled that he had now saved Aisyah's phone number. The man pulled out a flat object from his pants pocket, then called Aisyah.

Elsewhere, Aisyah just turned off her phone. "Om Hassan asked me out? What is it, nights like this? It rained too" murmured Aisyah.

The girl immediately got out of bed, and changed clothes, not forgetting to wear a thick jacket because the weather was very cold. Then he walked out of the house. He's waiting somewhere. Before long, a car stopped right in front of Aisyah. The driver of the car was Hassan. Aisyah had earlier sent the location via a message to Hassan. Along with that, the rain stopped ....

The car's glass opened slowly, Hassan tilted his head. "Come in."

Aisyah immediately got into the car and sat down next to Hassan. The world like spinning increasingly tighter, the eyes of the two met but no one spoke, dissolving in the turmoil of each other's minds.

Long both of them were silent, finally Hassan turned on his car engine while staring at Aisyah, who was sitting next to him.

"Have you slept?" ask Hassan.

"Em not yet, Om," answered Aisyah lying. At that time, Aisyah was actually very sleepy.

Hassan kept staring at Aisha's face. The man did not understand, why did a strange feeling appear towards the girl. While Aisyah was just silent, her gaze looked blank.

"Just ...." Hassan tried to talk to the girl beside him, who was silent.

Slowly, Aisyah turned her neck, looking at Hassan's bead which was also staring at her. However, immediately Aisyah lowered her gaze. For some reason, the girl still felt embarrassed when she was close to Hassan.

"I want you to serve me tonight" Hassan said spontaneously.

Both of Aisyah's eyes were rounded instantly. His two hands squeezed each other, giving off an incomprehensible taste.

"Please, don't shut up" Hassan said.

"But, aren't we going to do it, once every two days? And last night, we've done, so tonight I'm off ...." Finally Aisha spoke.

"Dad, I don't know why, I always want to make love to you at all times" Hassan said.

The deg!

Aisha's heart was beating fast.

"I'm sorry, um, shouldn't you just get married? So that someone will always serve you, whenever you want," Aisyah suggested.

Aisyah was down ....

"Where is your mother in the hospital?" hassan asked to switch the conversation.

"At Harapan hospital, Om," replied Aisyah.

"Do you want to see your mother?" ask Hassan again.

"No, Om, this whole thing is night" Aisyah's bellowed.

"Are you hungry?" ask Hassan.

"No, Om, I'm still full, and I'm not used to dinner" said Aisyah.

"Yes, we go to the hotel now, you serve me as usual" Hassan said.

"But, sir, if I'm an impediment, what should I serve as well?" refute Aisyah.

"Absolutely now, are you in a hitch?" Hassan frowned.

Now the two of them arrived at a luxury hotel, the two men got out of the car, and walked into the hotel.

Hassan immediately reserved a room, to the hotel attendant who greeted him. And now they are both in a room.

Aisha sat on the lip of the bed ....

"Hurry and take off your clothes" Hassan said.

"Patience, Om, we've just arrived. Shouldn't we have a chat first?" Aisyah tried to resist the subtle.

"What do you want to talk about again?" wonder Hassan.

"What does that have to be? We just met to do this?" ask Aisyah.

"What's the problem? Didn't I pay you to serve me?" ketus Hassan's.

"Did you just think of me as a mere napsu?"

Aisha's question made Hassan feel astonished. He did not understand why Aisyah asked like that.

"What do you mean?" hassan asked as he stared intensely at Aisyah.

"It's okay" said Aisyah.

'why not marry me? So I can serve at any time, without having to rent a hotel. Ah, what the hell was I dreaming? How could he marry a poor man like me, his parents would disagree." Aisha was stirring in the heart.

"So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and serve me" said Hassan.

"Ba-well, Om," stuttered Ayesha.

Aisyah took off her clothes one by one. And Hassan began to attack Aisha with his hot kisses. The girl also looked excited, with Hassan assaulting her. Without further ado, Hassan pushed Aisyah into the bed. The two people of different sexs are also soluble in intimacy.

The two of them wrestled on the bed, the pleasures of the heaven of the world, making them forget about their respective status. The hot fight continues romantically. Each one pulled out a sigh from his lips.

Until the game is over, they also droop helplessly. Until finally hugging, enjoying the peak of pleasure. No matter the sweat that bred the river, wet their respective bodies.

Now they both dissolve in their dreams ....

****

The cold AC penetrated the surface of Aisyah's skin. Both lentic hairy eyelids, start to blink adjusting the lighting. Aisyah's hands fumbled for a blanket, but something heavy seemed to hold her stomach.

Aisyah gasped, feeling the movement of someone who tightened a hug on her body. Hesitating the girl looked at her body that was not clad in anything anymore. Then the net turned on the face that fell asleep so soundly.