At Dusk in a Small Town

At Dusk in a Small Town
Episode 92 About This Taste



"If I may be honest.


Honestly want me to be like Syifa who can hold you, with you."


Dhea still could not believe that the one who broke into her room was her mas bojo.


"Maybe because I miss you so much


as if you were close to me?"


Now Dhea hastened to wear her clothes and hijab. Then she immediately went out of the room of heart intent to make sure that the one holding Syifa was really her husband.


Dhea out of the room.


And DEG.


The figure he thought was just that pseudo-shadow.


Now it's really real.


The visible face looks radiant with a smile decorating the lips decorated with thin whiskers


as Dhea was still stunned to see her handsome face, the hand pulled Dhea to bring her back into her room.


Still in confusion, and not yet had time to ask the lips.


The face was so close to him.


Dhea's body felt trembling as a sound rang out


lirih whispered words about her longing.Warmly her breath was so felt.


Dhea was silent, she was powerless


that burly hand carried in his embrace.


Now Dhea is drifting in the atmosphere.


And as the lips drew near and lightning fast took hold of them, Dhea now dared to avenge them. Both of them were immersed in the atmosphere.


Dhea closed her eyes.


Enjoyed every touch of her husband. Honestly, his heart misses all this.


Suddenly, there was a laugh of mas bojo.


Made Dhea instantly open her eyes.


"Haiii, you enjoy it so much, you want more of this, don't you..?"


His whisper in his ear.


Instantly, Dhea realized her husband's ignorance.


Shame decorate the face of Dhea, when the person who has burned and arouses taste, when,


even stop raising his thoughts.


"Mas bojoooo, why are you not!"


Said Dhea upset while hitting her husband's field softly.


"Your reckless nature, what if you and your mother know our relationship?"


Now Dhea began to worry that their actions would be discovered by father and mother.


"Let him rest with his mother and Syifa were going to the cottage where he was in Maliki.


Anajib's whisper in Dhea's ear.


And again Anajib brought Dhea in his arms.Then he put Dhea on his bed.Today the kiss deepened when Anajib demanded his right, Dhea asked her husband jail, "what are you doing mas..?"


Tanya Dhea teases.


"Syifa mo ade said!"


Anajib replied that he could avoid Dhea kejailan.Lalu no more conversation or kejilan both.


There is no sound, only movement


both are immersed in the heaven of the world.


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traveling at medium speed.


Syifa was seen sitting on the front bench.


And the ustadz and his wife sat in the back seat.


They seem to forget that there are only Anajib and Dhea at home.


The car kept on going conquering its length


the asphalt road connects the small town and the famous pesantren cottage in Java.


His intention was to come to meeturohmi first, and after Anajib finished his graduation and actually returned and settled in Indonesia.


He just proposed to Ashofa the daughter of the kyia


to Anajib son of Ramadan.


And finally the car entered the gate of the cottage.


The arrival of youth was welcomed by the family of the kyia and the two friends dissolved in a chat reminiscing about their togetherness


when studying together.


And both are so familiar.


Intelligent Syifa always answered the greeting of the kyia.Tadakan pedah Anajib's favorite angel


it stole the attention of all the eyes that looked at him.


And after feeling quite the family of Ustadz Abdul


pampered to return.


In a room full of luxurious facilities. The owner of that room


The owner of a silent heart.


He always talked with his heart about a taste.


"The...


How long will I wait for you?"


Too tired my soul is waiting for you.


The dhe...


How could I forget you.


Because you are my true love..


Now he felt his love rise again


after Dhea was present again, before him every day.


Dhea who had disappeared and he could not find her whereabouts.


now re-awaken about all the feelings.And about all the memories of his past.Three years together in one school and always one class.


Simplicity of a Dhea Anatasya.


He was able to make her fall in love.


Now he is determined not to lose Dhea again.


Let my days be willing to always look at you


and admire you in my own way.


His whisper in his heart.


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