
Get up in a third of the night. Even without an alarm. Quinsha wakes up from a long night of sleep. However, there was something strange, feeling something unusual, the girl opened her eyes.
A beautiful face was clearly visible before him, even in a position that was only a few inches. Quinsha immediately wanted to shout, if only his memory was not immediately obtained. Slowly it moves, to create a distance so as not to get too tight. However, his body felt heavy.
Jeez, as he rotated his gaze down, Rafardhan's left hand was tightly hugging his waist. Even after much foreboding, Quinsha's head was not on a pillow, but on her husband's right arm.
QUinsha was seen holding her breath, feeling a sudden thump. Anxiety and worry also come along. Her beautiful face that had just woken up was so pale.
As Quinsha was in a state of anxiety, and arranged to let go, a question suddenly sounded. “Available?”
“Ee ..” Quinsha. And immediately switch face. Rafardhan. His face was beautiful, even though he had just woken up.
“Not dawn,” he said again with a pair of eyes that seemed to want to be closed again.
“I used to wake up at this time,” says Quinsha. And avoid Rafardhan's gaze has been done from earlier.
“Shalat yes?”
QUinsha.
“I've never done night prayers.” Rafardhan slowly inched his arms out of Quinsha's body. The girl shifted her head to the pillow. However, Rafardhan did not immediately pull the hand that had become his wife's sleeping pillow. It even only makes a light hiss.
“Kram?” ask Quinsha.
“Looks,” sahut Rafardhan with a smile.
“Sorry, I'm so troublesome,” said Quinsha in discomfort. He sat down, grabbed Rafardhan's hand slowly. And gently scowled it. “Thank you,” he said softly.
“Thank you for what?” ask Rafardhan.
“Because you have proven the greeting,” Quinsha said.
“I fought half to death for it.” Rafardhan also immediately sat down and stared at Quinsha's face without letting go. “Your face looks prettier at bedtime, making me unable to bear to ...”
“For what?” quinsha asked quickly, because Rafardhan deliberately did not continue to say.
“To not m3ng3cup your bi-beer,” I'm honest. Last night he really wanted to do that after being satisfied to look at the face of his wife who was asleep.
Quinsha immediately fell silent, even the movement of her hand that was twitching her husband's arm also stopped.
“Can't yes, because I didn't get permission first?” ask Rafardhan. Quinsha remained silent. He was not angry or upset. Which there is even a sense of regret. Because his first c-i-u-m-a-n was stolen by Rafardhan, he was unconscious.
“Yes, I have permission now.” Rafardhan grabbed Quinsha's chin, lifted slowly. She had a pretty face with a gentle look. The tip of his finger raised rubbed bi-bi-r under Quinsha which blushed pink.
Quinsha's breath felt hunting, his heart like a pounding bedug. Especially when the eyes collide, the heart rhythm is more powerful than the pounding waves in the blue sea.
QUinsha did not answer, only a little switching eyes. Okay, it's a sign language, which Rafardhan understands quickly.
The handsome man only needed to shift his face a little to be able to reach for the sweet candy that seemed to be wriggling in the bi-beer of his wife. And, Ahh. The chewy object was successfully obtained and swept with the tip of li-dah, before dik3cupnya every inch without gaps. Then he took her to a soft and friendly l-u-m-a-t-a-n. Slowly, full of rhythm, then slowly the rhythm changes increasingly fast and pervasive. Slow music changes in DJ music periodically.
Quinsha tightly embraced Rafardhan's waist with both hands. What a sensation of the first c-i-u-m-a-n that was never imagined. His body even felt vibrating, and as if the heat enveloped the body, even though the indoor AC was still turned on.
Rafardhan ended it all after a few jokes, for both of them could take a lot of breath. Quinsha was immediately bowed as Rafardhan scanned his face face whole-facingly.
“Never yes?” tanyakanya.
Quinsha. Rafardhan could feel that it was the first for his wife, from her body that felt tense and stiff, and did not give a reply to the ci-u-ma-n. However, even so Rafardhan still feel happy, can feel the sweetness of bi-beer is still original.
“Thank you, for making me the first,” he said while carrying Quinsha's body in his warm arms.
“I'm sorry, actually I just lied,” he said again as he stroked Quinsha's hair in a regular motion.
“What's the problem?”
“On me kissing you bedtime. Actually, that's not true. I just deliberately said so, so you can allow it now,” Rafardhan said with a smile.
“Nakal,” grouse Quinsha.
“You feel my other acquaintances, no?” Rafardhan looked at his wife's face with a seductive smile.
“Gak.” Quinsha immediately shook her head.
“Why?”
“Fear of obscurity,” Quinsha says while looking down shy.
“Mang why if kebablasan, we ‘kan already halal.”
“Iya, but I-I'm again a hitch now,” said Quinsha slightly stammered.
“Halfangan, means?”
“Again coming month.”
“Ohw.” Rafardhan immediately laughed and again pulled Quinsha's body into his arms. “No papa, it is already a woman. This is also a lesson for me,” he said understandingly.
“What lesson?”
“To learn patience. Getting the right one is not easy. But the halal one is much more beautiful,” Rafardhan said with a raised smile, considering how sweet his wife's bi-beer he had just tasted.