Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Felt Weird

"Faiza, sorry .. I have to carry you to the bike, you must be drunk." Brother Zian threw a cigarette between my fingers.

"I'm not drunk! Hey, don't take me, get off! Off!" Want to thrash but still can not.

I can only gap when Brother Zian really holds me. I looked towards Reno. Reno was drunk, how could she possibly help me from Brother Zian?

Brother Zian sat me in his motorbike when he came out of Rara's yard. The sweat on my body is getting more and more. I wear sleeveless clothes combined with a mini skirt, it shouldn't make me this red because my clothes are quite exposed.

I can't fight Brother Zian, in this heart once hit him and muttered.

The mind is busy thinking about something. Why am I like this? I asked myself this question and I don't know the answer.

Brother Zian put a helmet on my head. Strangely I did. Seeing the worried face of Kak Zian, in my view, Kak Zian's face changed. And the shadow as Mas Raka kissed me passionately continued to play in the mind.

Yeah, that's what's on my mind. Romantic scenes, and I wanted to do it.

"Would you like to go home, or to your house? Naya and your mom and your maid are in the hospital looking after Om Gunawan. In your deserted house."

Brother Zian finished putting a helmet on my head. He then put a helmet on his own head.

"I want to go home, brother. " My voice is also strange, like spoiled. I think I have a hard time controlling myself. I want to be angry, but I can't.

"OKAY. Oh, yes .. wear my jacket. It's cold."

Zian's sister opened her levis jacket, leaving a white T-shirt attached to her athletic body. Makes me imagine something more ....

He put his jacket on me. "Cock, you sweat this much? Next time don't drink alcohol again, no good, danger.”

He said softly right in front of my face, warm breath hitting my cheek. I'm staring. Kak Zian's face .. said Naya handsome. Isha! I hit my head.

Why am I being a kongslet like this?

"You dizzy? Hold on, so as not to fall." Brother Zian got on his bike, started the engine.

My two hands instantly coiled strongly in Brother Zian's stomach. My head is leaning against his back. The perfume ... weird ... makes me feel comfortable.

Brother Zian hissed, "That, the marks you punched are still in pain, don't be too tight, weave them, uh the handle.”

"Sister Zian just told me to hold, what, anyway?" I was sulking, again feeling strange, because I imagined hugging Mas Raka ....

Kak Zian motor drove standard.

My mind is moving everywhere. Remember when Mas Raka kissed my lips intimate, remember when Mas Raka's hand explored every curve of my body.

We haven't had the first night yet, haven't had a husband and wife relationship, but we're filling up the beautiful nights as newlyweds. And ... that's what I miss now.

"Maas ...." Hands involuntarily fumbled at Brother Zian's stomach while closing his eyes.

"Faiza .. don't sleep, yeah. You will fall." Brother Zian asked me to talk. Like when I was a kid, Papa would also say like that when he was riding me on a motorcycle.

Brother Zian's left hand, holding my hand on his stomach, as if afraid I'd fall asleep and fall.

"Hmm .. hot, sultry ...." The more it feels.

"Until the house takes a shower, maybe it's the effect of the alcohol you drink."

Brother Zian still thinks I drank alcohol at Rara's birthday party. The effects of drinking alcohol are very different from what I feel now. There is a passionate feeling within.

Kak Zian's warm back, Kak Zian's hand holding my hand, I squeezed. My two hands then moved, no longer holding onto Brother Zian's stomach, but moving onto his thigh.

The shadow of the romantic scene with Mas Raka continuing to dance on the head, made my two hands stroke Kak Zian's thigh.

"Faizara .. I'm driving, if your hands move like that, I don't concentrate because I am ticklish." Brother Zian slightly looked back, his helmet to hit the helmet I was wearing.

I, who used to hate Brother Zian so much, shamelessly pressed my chest against his back like a postage stamp. I don't know what kind of boost this is.

"Hmmm hot, sultry .. passion ...."

"What?" Brother Zian may have heard my murmur.

"That's the danger of drinking alcohol, the mind soars everywhere." Brother Zian reminds me.

The wind on this road turned fierce, then brought about drizzling points.

"We'll step aside first, put on a coat."

I shook my head.

"I want to take a rain shower, I want to, "my balance is not clear.

"Don't you get sick later." Motor Kak Zian drove slowly. Stop in front of a closed shop.

"I'm gonna take a rain shower!" This time my tone turned high. My two hands moved to Brother Zian's chest, the shirt on his chest slightly wet.

"Hm, if you realize what you're doing, Fai. Thought I was intentionally flirting with you." Brother Zian's voice sounded soft. Maybe because I was so tightly hugging her chest.

The motor stops at a red light.

"Woi, newlyweds huh, romantic terribly?" knock the young man on the motorbike that stops near Kak Zian's motorbike. His driving friend smiled faintly looking at us.

“About the newlyweds do not know sikon.” The man again uttered a sentence that made Kak Zian scratch the helmet on his head without saying anything.

“If not handle gini, I am afraid of falling ...” I reasoned.

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Arriving in the yard, drizzle has not subsided. Brother Zian took off my helmet.

"Still dizzy?"

I'm shaking. Then nod. Baffled. Seeing Kak Zian's wet body made him even more dashing.

"Nr ...." I spread my hands.

"OK let's go down." Brother Zian reached out his hand, after removing the helmet on his head.

"Gendoooong ...." My voice came out exactly as it was when it was spoiled with Mas Raka.

"Oh, okay." Brother Zian raised my body.

Unabashedly, I wrapped two hands around Brother Zian's neck. And keep staring at his face until Brother Zian walks into my room upstairs.

Brother Zian stared straight. Not looking at me that I myself felt strange and unnatural because it was as if I didn't want to look at his face.

Quiet house. Everything is in the hospital.

"Would you like a drink?" Brother Zian lowered me slowly on the king-size bed.

"I'm thirsty ...."

"I'll get you some water."

Brother Zian who bowed, will stand up. But, I prevented it by pulling the back of his neck with my two hands.

"I'm not thirsty for water, brother?" I bit my lower lip. Exactly the odd woman. Unable to control such a strong desire within.

"What thirst, Fai? Do I want to make you some hot tea?"

"No, no .. I want ...." I moved around like a hot worm and pulled the back of Kak Zian's neck closer.

"Fay? Anyway, next time don't drink any more alcohol. Let's not be sedeng." Brother Zian scrunched his forehead. His breath made me smile at him.

A smile I've never shown before. Brother Zian frowned even more.

"I'm just drinking orange juice there." My voice was accompanied by *******. Tongue catapulted like a snake.

"Just orange juice? How could orange juice make you this weird? Who gave you the drink?"

Heni. But I refuse to answer. My focus is on the face of Brother Zian who .. looks mature and machoo. Her lips so ... teased me for ....

My breath is getting faster.

"What's your man's friend?"

I'm shaking. Not Reno.

"Your face is wet, change it immediately so as not to catch a cold." Brother Zian is not sensitive to the contents of my brain that is starting to drool.

"Bukain jacket," I asked.

Brother Zian patiently followed my will. He opened the jacket, leaving behind my shirt that showed my chest full of tempting hemispheres.

"Warm bath, yes. And wait here. I'm going to your kitchen to make you a hot drink."

"No need, Brother." I retracted Brother Zian's sturdy arm. Until Brother Zian sat on the edge of the bed. I woke up, then brought the face closer to Brother Zian's face. Wish ... Brother Zian .....

"Faizara, if there are any severe problems, do not repeat leaving the house. The most comfortable place to share complaints is family, also multiply praying. It is wrong if you choose to stay in your male friend's apartment. Then confide in him, he could be using you. You got like this.”

"Hhmmm, Brother Zian talks a lot," I cut. "I'm not drunk."

Brother Zian put his face away.

"Yes, you're not drunk. But you realize no? If you seem to be under the influence of drugs."

"Hmmm ...." I'm holding Kak Zian's arm. There's no awkwardness in the least.

The effect of drugs, what drugs? I don't take drugs.

“Fai, Fai .. What if I don't catch up with you to that birthday party and don't take you home? You could have been taken to the room and whacked by an irresponsible man.” Brother Zian took a heavy breath. “Please change your clothes, if you don't want to shower it's okay, as long as you change your clothes to avoid the flu. I'll be out.”

Brother Zian is about to rise ....

“Gak mauuu .. don't leave me alone.” I hugged Brother Zian. My face was hiding in his neck.

The strange impulse within me was showing itself. I ... would love to kiss Brother Zian's neck.

I also performed unnatural commands from my brain.

“Aduh, Fai ...? Don't be like this. We're not legitimate. You realize no? Looks like you were given a stimulant drug ..” Brother Zian held my head and kept it away, he didn't let me kiss his neck again.

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