Double-role

CHAPTER 131 (Season 3)

Happiness stretched out to form a crescent moon arch that continuously radiated. The ripples of the twinkle of pleasure dance beautifully with the twinkling stars in the eyes as silent as dew.

No one knows and expects when the episode of grief disappears. However, his arrival was like a magic that God had arranged as neatly as possible to give a surprise.

The Divine Destiny is never wrong and cannot be misdirected. Whenever it happens, it must be at the right time.

Life is full of steep twists, like a circut in a motorcycle race, sometimes the racer has to move quickly to get to the destination. However, the winding road must be passed, and sometimes presents horror.

Such as, slippery roads, rain, problematic machines, and so forth. The real rider will never give up on continuing to fight until he arrives at the finish line.

Despite being in the last order, it was not why the origin did not give up on the circumstances. That is the true winner, feel the happiness of others and of course time will never run in place.

There will be a time when we will be the real winners. For Allah never sleeps and always sees what His servants do.

Meniti life that continues to be filled with tears does not dampen the fighting spirit to achieve happiness. The wheel rotates over time, being above and below it already has its own provisions.

This is what happened to Alina Inayah. Thirty-three-year-old woman returns to dual role as mother and wife.

Just like in the past he was trying to be a better companion. The difference is obvious at the time of the first marriage and both.

Now there is love and affection that surrounds their relationship beautifully. Evidence exists of rings coiling on their ring fingers.

The steam from the frying pan was so steaming when he was preparing breakfast for his small family. Both corners of the lips were curved to form a curve so beautiful.

Relieved to have a much better surrogate husband. The figure of Zaidan Zulfan is like an oasis in a barren field.

His presence nourishes the love that has run aground. The new shoots grow at the bottom of the heart. His trust wakes up when he finds out.

Love is formed and strung together in the sacred bond of marriage. That is the truth of a man's seriousness.

Alina was moved and continued to thank God for the abundance of grace He gave.

The pain, the pain, the pain, the pain, slowly disappeared into unparalleled pleasure. She was like an angel who was treated very well by her husband.

In the midst of her busy cooking and remembering the past of her meeting with her husband, a pair of burly arms hugged her from behind.

The smell of mint immediately wafted through the sense of smell. His large eyelids closed feeling the comfort of the chest field attached to his back.

The warmth keeps the heart rate racing. Behind him, Zaidan widened his smile watching the red hue on both of his wife's cheeks.

Without any warning a sweet kiss landed on her pretty face. Alina immediately opened her eyes and turned to the side.

Not yet had the shock subsided he was again jolted when a warm chewy object hit his lips as fast as lightning.

Both of Alina's eyes widened, but a second later closed again letting her husband play and take over. He followed and fell for his enjoyment.

Secretly her husband's strapping hands stretched out to turn off the stove, then further tightened the embrace on Alina's slender waist.

Zaidan pulled him slowly and immediately lifted his wife and sat her down on the table. Instantly their pagutan detached with views collided with each other.

The breaths of the two hunted each other, a sweet smile also expanded. Zaidan rested both hands on the table while supporting his beloved wife.

"Darling, you want to continue that last night?" said seduction.

Instantly, Alina blushed and then hit her husband's field softly. "Don't these things still be morning."

"It's just that morning exercise is healthy, dear," said Zaidan whispering right next to Alina's earlobes.

She also tried to adjust to her husband's sweet and gentle attitude. He needs a lot of oxygen supply when he is with the complement.

"Mas-" Alina's words came to a halt as Zaidan slapped his synthetic lips against her earlobe.

Alina moaned quietly and gave her husband access as he felt the movement was getting down. He looked up to let Zaidan play with his collarbone.

He who has not worn the hijab makes it easier for the husband to touch it more deeply. He continued to be complacent and complacent with the movements and games made by Zaidan.

The implusive movement was increasing and continued to deeply make his wife feel comfortable. In the middle of the action, Zaidan released himself to look at the idol.

Alina who was still above the clouds looked at her husband with a faint look. A slow pikian was heard making him link his eyebrows in.

"Mas, playing me?" asked Alina sharply.

Zaidan's right hand raised cupped the white cheek and then rubbed it slowly. "Where is it, dear. Laughing just happy. You-" He brought his head back to Alina's ears.

"You, look so enjoyed it. Tell me, who told you not to mess around? And now who wants it?" Her husband's heavy hoarse voice made Alina conscious.

He slammed his chest in front of him. "Mas was so happy to tease me. Mas-"

Again and again his words immediately stopped when a lightning kiss grabbed his lips quickly. Zaidan put on a sweet smile to add to his good looks.

Watching so close to God's creation this one is more thrilling, Alina pursed her lips slowly while staring fixedly at her man.

He was lucky to meet and be edited by a man like Zaidan.

"Thank you" he whispered.

"Huh, what? What did you say?" ask Zaidan while bringing his head closer.

Now their faces are only about five centimeters apart. Moving just a little nose both can touch each other.

Alina cupped both cheeks of the husband and smothered a warm kiss on the forehead, eyes, cheeks, and nose of Zaidan.

"Thank you, I love you," he said sincerely.

Zaidan further widened his smile and wrapped his hands around his wife's waist again possessively. He also pulled Alina closer to make her black-blasted head look up.

"I love you so much too, baby. Very," the reply was smooth.

Their instincts worked, slowly but surely their faces approached each other. The reunification was back, both Alina and Zaidan enjoyed it very much.

Love is so beautiful to be in the right heart. Every day there will be a smile of happiness. Although the pebble comes, it will be considered as part of the marital seasoning to strengthen the relationship.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing?" Typical hoarseness of waking up is intruding.

Alina and Zaidan let go of his union and looked at the son who was rubbing his eyes.

"Why are you guys playing without Raihan?" The question escaped Raihan's reddish lips. His moon bead looked at Alina and Zaidan alternately.

His parents looked at each other and smiled happily. They spread their hands to welcome him. Instantly a good morning hug occurred matching the warmth of the sunshine.

...Seriate......