
Geck! Tok
“Young Lord Rabbani!”
When Rabbani was struck by panic to regulate his desires, at that time Rashi's voice was heard from the door of Rabbani's room.
“I open first,” said Clara put her legs together.
“Do not go. I'm more worried about you out there than I am with me!” rabbani whispered a little, right hand clasping Clara's arm.
Not wanting to make Rabbani even more sick and depressed. Clara made up her mind, the serious look she showed Rabbani, “I'm willing to be your antidote!” clara firmly, both hands slowly lowered the pajamas.
Gluey!
Rabbani struggled to swallow his saliva when he saw the cleavage plastered clearly in front of the eyes.
Outside there Rashi still continues to bang on the door of the room of the Hotel owned by Rabbani, and continues to call the name Rabbani with the title 'Sayang'.
Geck! Geck!
“Honey..I know you're inside, and you're having a hard time getting it out. Please open the door, so I can help you!” rashi shouted from outside the hotel room door.
Don't want to make Clara answer Rashi's call. Rabbani immediately clasped Clara's mouth, and held her right arm against the door wall. 10 minutes later Rashi's voice was no longer heard.
“Bi-can you let go of my hand?” tanya Clara broke Rabbani's gaze to Clara's two twin watermelons.
Rabbani immediately jumped back, “A-what am I doing?” Rabbani stared at both of his palms, “It looks like I have to do this myself!” rabbani asserted to himself and did not want to make Clara as the antidote. Soon Rabbani drove both his legs towards the bathroom.
Clara could not say anything, she could only stare at Rabbani's departure to the bathroom.
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💫💫Bathroom💫💫
Rabbani turned on the shower faucet as strongly as possible so that his voice was not heard to the other room.
Rabbani now resuscitated his body on the wall, and let the water run down from his hair to his feet. When Rabbani's hand began to play its role, the two hands were unable to move freely for themselves.
“Why it's like this. To heal myself alone I can not afford,” complained Rabbani back to play his hand, “Come quickly complete!” rabbani said to his own body.
The turmoil of the medicine never subsided, his body even more unbecoming. Rabbani gave up on this, now he wrapped a towel around his body. Both of his legs were taken out of the bathroom.
Drops of water at each end of the hair wet the floor of the room. Rabbani slowly walked up to Clara standing beside the bed. Both Rabbani's hands held Clara's arms. Both cheeks flushed red, and the breath went up and down uncontrollably. Both eyes were full of intent staring at Clara's confused face.
“Wa-your face seems to be getting more and more...”.
Blam it!
Rabbani dropped Clara's body on the bed.
“Do not hesitate,” said Clara gave permission to Rabbani.
Rabbani has been possessed by a miracle drug that is no longer able to resist and do it alone. Rabbani now overstretched Clara's body, a look of remorse in despair clearly implied in Rabbani's eyes as he looked at Clara's face. Rabbani lowered his face, “A-I'm sorry,” Rabbani said with regret.
Without answering Rabbani's question, Clara wrapped her right hand around Rabbani's back. Clara kissed Rabbani to reduce the effects of the miracle drug. Clara gives up her kiss, “Make me the antidote,” said Clara offered herself once more.
Rabbani also began his attack. This is her first time doing this to a woman. After heating it hot enough Rabbani. Now it's time for Rabbani to put his missiles. Because the effect of the medicine was too great, Rabbani was very excited about swinging his hips. Various styles Rabbani tried with Clara. Their melodious sounds were repeatedly thrown into the air above the room sky. Many times also Rabbani did it with Clara, until the effects of the drug began to decline.
Rabbani and Clara's energy is now completely drained. Rabbani and Clara are now lying on the bed with plain bodies wrapped in thick and soft blankets. Because the energy was drained, Rabbani began to close his two tired eyes.
Seeing that Rabbani was already sound asleep, Clara slowly got up from the bed. His two feet carrying his innocent body ran towards the bathroom. Arriving inside the bathroom, Clara turned on the shower faucet as hard as she could. Warm drops of water wet from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot. Clara's tears slowly trickled down the puddle. On one side of his heart was a little painful when he found out he could only be a place of impingement. On the other hand, his heart said ‘If all he did was sacrifice and as a token of thanks to Rabbani for protecting himself from the bad man’.
Clara is now out with wet body and hair. He walked closer to the closet. Because it was late at night, Clara could only wear clean pajamas. Just finished wearing pajamas, when Clara turned around she was surprised by the figure of Rabbani standing right behind her. Clara tried to extend her right hand towards Rabbani's forehead. Rabbani restrains Clara's right arm.
“A-I just want to check your condition.”
“Why aren't you mad at me?” ask Rabbani flatly.
Clara immediately dumped her face, right hand led to the hairdryer, “Se-seems like I will dry my hair first before I sleep,” Clara stiffly switched the conversation.
“Jawab my question. Why aren't you mad at me, after I greedily treated you like that?” rabbani asked slightly raising his tone. Tears of regret dripped down both of his cheeks, while his right hand immediately wiped away the rough of his tears.
“I can't see you tormented. I'm so grateful that you still remember coming back here after all those bad things happened to you!” Clara slowly lowered her face, “If you don't go home and vent it to others out there, maybe I feel so guilty for not being able to cover up your disgrace.”
“What do you mean?” continued Rabbani without pause.
“It wasn't the woman who gave the medicine to you. If only you hadn't come home and done all that with the bad woman. I do not guarantee your reputation will remain good in the eyes of everyone, both lower and upper middle class,” Clara breathed her breath, resumed her words, he said, “I've long fallen in the dirty world of the upper class. You're a good person, so there's no way I'll let you do that all by yourself.”
“You're wrong. If I'm a good person why would I do this to you!” Rabbani put his right hand in front of his chest, “I am a hypocritical man. Pretend to be able to overcome everything, even though I am not good at doing it myself!” Rabbani turned around, glanced slightly to the right side, “As my apology, I will soon marry you!” rabbani. Both feet are now stepping into the bathroom to clean his dirty body.
...Seriate...