Former So Besan

Former So Besan
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Ikhsan raised Alyra's chin. Although his heart seemed to be about to be dislodged, Ikhsan ventured to land his lips.


Alyra and Ikhsan were shaking each other's lips. Both of them sip the sweet taste that becomes opium.


Tok ... tok ....


I heard the door of their room knock.


"Non, sir, look for Nyobes. He's waiting in the living room."


The sound of Ijah's knocking and shouting, spoiling the romantic atmosphere that was being created. Slowly, Ikhsan and Alyra took off their lips.


"Non, Mister...." Back Ijah shouted.


"Yes Bi .... Tell the oma, soon we will go down to see the oma," replied Alyra from inside the room.


"Corn, Non. I'll tell Nyobes." Gegas, Ijah stepped foot into the living room on the lower floor.


"Dear, put your clothes on first!" Ikhsan. He tried to withstand the turmoil of taste that still makes it cold hot.


Alyra smiled clumsily, as she realized .. from now on just wearing dala* clothes*.


Alyra immediately wore a baby blue colored robe.


"Mas, please resletting ... dong!" alyra pinta.


Without saying a word, Ikhsan grabbed the gamis zipper worn by Alyra with trembling hands.


SRETT....


"Already, Yang," said Ikhsan stammeringly.


"Thank you, Mas" Alyra replied as she turned her body towards Ikhsan.


"Together, Yang."


"Mas ... don't forget, it's tonight!" alyra whispered with a meaningful smile.


Pause .. jedug .. jederrrrr ....


Hearing Alyra's whisper ..Ikhsan's body stiffened again, his chest pounded violently, and his heartbeat grew even more rhythmic. Unimagined, what he will do later tonight, to give an inner living to his wife. Ikhsan holds his chest while monologuing in the heart. "Yes Robb, what's wrong with my heart. Don't let your heart completely escape. What would a slave be, without a heart. Surely ... fly towards the eternal realm. Poor Alyra .. She will be very sad if she becomes a young widow, because her husband is not."


"Ehem, Mas ... Why even daydream?" Alyra's soft voice, breaking Ikhsan's daydream.


"Eh .. oh, my." Ikhsan scratched his non-itchy nape.


"What are you?" Alyra knitted her two eyebrows.


"Annu ... Mmm ... Mas Ikhsan was thinking of Ke-anu. He must have been waiting for Mas Ikhsan, to start working again .. managing his cafe, Yang," elak Ikhsan.


"Mas, Keanu has given freedom to Mas Ikhsan. Keanu did not mind, when would Mas start working again. Keanu must have understood Mas Ikhsan's current condition. After all, Mas Ikhsan has just recovered from his illness. We ... also haven't had a honeymoon, Mas." Alyra. He hides a face that portrays disappointment.


Ikhsan felt guilty for making his wife disappointed.


"Well, I'm sorry if Mas Ikhsan's words upset you. Really, I don't mean to disappoint you. About the job mandated, Mas Ikhsan will talk again with Keanu. Whatever, honeymoon to where."


Alyra raised her face which was now filled with happy twinkle. His smile was also. "Mas ... What if we, honeymoon to Bali Island?"


"Whatever honey. Wanting a honeymoon anywhere, Mas Ikhsan would agree .. origin Dear happy."


They both throw smiles at each other. Alyra grabbed Ikhsan's hand and grasped it tightly.


"Mas, let's go meet oma!"


"Yes, honey."


After closing the door, they both set foot down the stairs.


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Arriving at the living room, Alyra and Ikhsan are greeted by Shella. The woman who was already six heads old, hugged Alyra and Ikhsan in turn.


After breaking into a hug, the three sat their bodies on the sofa.


"Dear grandchildren and daughter-in-law, what about your first night? How many goals were scored?" Shella, successfully scored a red hue on the faces of Ikhsan and Alyra.


Embarrassedly meow, Alyra also answered her babble. "Oma, we haven't .. done anything. Mas Ikhsan has just recovered from his illness. After our wedding reception, Mas Ikhsan had a fever."


Shella frowned. "Why does it have a fever?"


"Of oma, we don't know either. Possibly ... Mas Ikhsan is exhausted."


"What does exhaustion mean? Isn't ... you guys haven't done any exhausting activities yet?"


Alyra and Ikhsan could only smile shyly at the question of the oma, and without giving an answer a word.


"Fatigured to welcome thousands of invited guests, Ma," said Raikhan who suddenly appeared with Alya.


After a cupka-cupki with her mother-in-law, Alya lands the body on the sofa, followed by Raikhan.


"Honey, there's a special gift .. from the oma for you." Shella handed the pink gift box with the ribbon decoration on it to Alyra.


"What's it all about, Oma?" alyra asked as she received the gift box from Shella's hand.


"There is dechhhh .. later you will know," replied Shella with a wink.


"Thank you, Oma." Alyra's lips adorned with a smile


"Back in love, Alyra Dear," Shella replied with a meaningful smile.


They also talked accompanied by nasgitel tea and snacks in the form of market snacks .. klepon, lupis, putu ayu, and molen.


"City, Ikhsan ... Papa and Mama have booked a resort for you. So, starting later tonight .. you stay at the resort for one week," Raikhan said as he looked at Ikhsan and Alyra alternately.


"Me-stay at the resort for a week?"


"Yes, Ikhsan. Enjoy your honeymoon. And ... please give us a grandchild!"


Deg ... Deg ... Deg ....


Raikhan's words successfully made Ikhsan's heart beat again.


"Thanks, Pa."


Raikhan replied to Ikhsan by nodding slowly with a smile that adorned his lips.


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The goddess of the night greeted with the beauty of her rays, accompanied by the constellations that formed the masterpiece of the Creator.


The roar of the waves combined with the sound of night animals, like a natural orchestra that sounded very melodious.


"Mas ..." greeted Alyra with her soft-sounding voice.


Ikhsan turned his head. The handsome young man's netra rotated perfectly when he saw the wife who was wearing red lingerie, a gift from Shella.


"Sa-honey...."


"Mas, we have already run the prayer and sunah prayer two rokaat. Mmm ... tonight, Mas Ikhsan is ...?" Alyra. He hid the red hue that had been imprinted on his face.


"Ja-so, Yang."


Slowly, Alyra raised her face. Netra Ikhsan did not blink when she looked at the face of her wife who had become more beautiful tonight.


"Mas, we read the prayer before intercourse first."


"Yes, Yang."


Alyra and Ikhsan started to recite the prayer before intervening. Ikhsan's lips trembled as he chanted a prayer.


β€œAllahumma jannib naassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maa razaqtanaa."


Alyra guided Ikhsan's hand to circle around her slender waist. Then, Alyra poked her hand around Ikhsan's neck.


"Mas, tonight .. I leave everything to me, to you."


Hear Alyra's words ... Ikhsan could not resist the pounding in the chest. His hands and feet were trembling.


"Yes, honey."


"Mas, carry me!" pinta Alyra with her voice that sounded seductive.


"Yes, honey."


Although his hands and feet were trembling, Ikhsan continued to do as his wife asked. She also has Alyra bridal style.


BRUKK


Unintentionally, Ikhsan dropped his wife's body on the bed. Unable to hold his balance, Ikhsan fell down. Their position is very intimate.


Glug ... glug ....


Ikhsan swallowed the saliva when his chest came into contact with the wife's squisy.


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