Fistfuls

Beautiful Chant

"When we go home after this, yes" pinta Gita after the two of them finish breakfast the morning.

"Lhoh why? Isn't it better here, can the two be without anyone bothering?" Indra felt objected if they should go home this morning, she still wanted to spend some time alone without anyone bothering.

"We go home to the apartment, it will be more comfortable and free if in Bang's apartment, that's in my opinion anyway, but if you still want to be here, yes I can what?" Gita does not want to force even though she actually feels uncomfortable staying in a hotel, she thinks it will be more comfortable when in the apartment anyway there is only the two of them there is no one.

"Alright, it seems more flexible in the apartment, we can spend a few days in the apartment without anyone's interference, the idea is really bad. And the most important point is to be able to do it anywhere, in the kitchen, bathroom, living room, everything." Indra blinked one eye when he came up with an idea.

Bugh

Gita throws a sofa pillow, right on the face of the husband, "Ih pervert!" he said, even though Indra did not discuss the perverted thing when saying that, indeed his face and eyes look if Indra's mind leads to it.

"What a pervert, dear? What do you think about the living room, kitchen and others, how can you say perverted? Or maybe your perverted mind?" kilah Indra, very happy when he saw the sullen face of his wife is very adorable according to him

"Or ah! I'm gonna get ready." Gita left her husband, but Indra followed her into the room.

This morning they actually went home to the apartment, but before returning home the newlyweds decided to shop for daily necessities first, because in the apartment there is nothing because Indra left the apartment for a few days before marriage.

Like most couples, Indra pushes the trolley and follows wherever Gita steps in search of something they need. Almost an hour they went around looking for various needs to meet two shopping trolleys. Until Indra decided to use a courier to deliver their groceries.

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"Bang, can't they? If Abang gini keeps going when will my cooking be?" gita said softly. Because the young man who had just one day become her husband was interfering with his activities, by peeling the neck of his level, his two hands did not stay still playing in the abdominal area of his queen.

"You've been busy all day, when's the time for brother? We're newlyweds when, she should have been two nights of constant rooming, this was busy in the kitchen" Indra protested, because since returning from the hotel his wife was busy until the afternoon before night was also still busy continue to ignore him.

Gita turned off the stove, then turned to look at her husband, landing a kiss on his right cheek. "Sorry Bang, after we had dinner my time was just for Brother. I can't if I have to delay Bang's work" he said.

"Alright, but let Brother like that be okay, right? You please continue cooking." Indra turned his wife's body to his back. Hugging the slender body and putting his head on his wife's shoulder, this time without a small kiss on his neck.

Gita doesn't protest, she also feels real guilt. But he could not let his groceries scattered without being tidied up first, to ignore the husband for a while.

"Honey, Hafidz gave a honeymoon gift, he said he could choose where. Where do you want us to honeymoon?" ask Indra still in the same position.

"Em, I'm confused Bang. My dear brother," replied Gita without looking at her husband.

"If your brother wants to be in the room, the important thing is you. Males wants to go all the way, too,"

Gita snorted at her husband's answer, his intention to give Indra a chance to argue, but the opportunity was wasted by the husband.

"All right, we're honeymooning to London, and I'm gonna take care of the move" Gita finally broke up.

Indra nodded, "But next week, yes, this week we enjoy togetherness in the apartment alone," he said making Gita shook her head in disbelief at the thought of her husband.

"Tonight I won't do anything like last night." The young man fiddled with his cellphone and the wife's phone, turned off both phones because he did not want any interference like last night, could there be something idle tonight too? He's not gonna let that happen.

"Bang, seriously at this hour? Are you ashamed of your neighbors?" Gita saw the clock on the wall turned out to be only twenty at night, which means it was still very late in the afternoon. Somehow he suddenly felt nervous, afraid when remembering the story in the drama he had seen, if when the first time doing husband and wife relationship must be the wife felt pain to not be able to wake up, even the last time he saw in the news the wife was out of blood to be taken to the hospital. Imagine that he became horrified himself.

"Shame on the neighbors? They don't see us?" Indra didn't care even though it was still too late, for her tonight she could have a full Gita and make the girl a full woman.

"Don't tell me, are you scared?" Indra had been sitting by the wife who had been observing her activities since, he rubbed both sides of her face and looked at her with a gentle gaze.

"Not be afraid, you will not be rude. Brother will do that as gently as possible," he said again making Gita nod and smile.

"Sholat first bang," said Gita when again Indra impatiently wanted to directly hit it.

Indra nodded, until she forgot about it. They return to perform the Sunnah prayer. Pray that the activities of the two of them will not interfere with the devil in it, and get the blessing of the activities that produce many rewards.

After praying, Gita kissed the husband's hand and Indra kissed his wife's forehead. It felt so peaceful like never before which was so enveloped by passion lust.

"It's ready now, isn't it, baby?" tanya Indra stared at the black eye bead belonging to the wife.

Gita smiled then nodded, she had already resigned what her husband would do tonight.

Indra took off the face worn by his wife, lali carried Gita's slender body onto the bed, dropping the body slowly. The two stared at each other full of desire. Say a prayer before doing what is said to be the heaven of the world, and begin with the lightest of all.

Indra is grateful to have a woman like his wife, according to him what is in the Gita is perfection, so he was so amazed at something new the first time he enjoyed through his sense of sight. The spoiled speaker of the girl now sounded softer that even she had never heard the soft words before, indeed she found something new from the wife.

The night was getting late, even outside the heavy rain caused a piercing cold, but in the room the air was so hot, visible from the couple. Their bodies were soaked in sweat, after both of them had climbed up and enjoyed the climb for the first time.

"Bring first yes, after that if you want to sleep. Let me get the warm water ready." The young man got out of bed, grabbed something that could be used to cover his body, then went into the bathroom preparing warm water for his wife.

Gita tries to sit down, though her core area feels sore but she keeps it in check. Grabbing a bottle of drinking water and uphold, because his throat feels dry after chanting a beautiful song repeatedly that makes Indra drunk kepayang.

"Let the water be ready. Let Brother hold on." The young man grabbed the wife's body and the blanket that covered her body.

"Bang, I can bathe myself," he refused when Indra would take off the only clothes attached to the body.

"Isn't he sick?" asked Indra worried that his wife was still in pain, because the wife had shed tears when she managed to break through his defense.

Gita shook her head, although the pain was still left but she did not want Indra to bathe her, too ashamed of it. Although she realized that her husband had enjoyed everything she had without being left behind, and she could guess that now her body was filled with beautiful paintings that only her husband could paint.

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Hey hey, I'm sorry I can't create 21+ content you imagine yourself according to your imagination. Because I'm sure here a lot of unmarried or even teenagers who read this novel, not good for those who are not married, pity, right? So I decided not to create that content.