I'M MY MOTHER'S HONEY

Snacking

Ezra paced back and forth in his room. The reaction of the Hajar Jahan nam herb must be channeled. But, the co-star has not also revealed the trunk of his nose.

"What is this super premium quality? the original?" Ezra noticed the herbal potion wrap for the man's stamina. He went back to reading the composition, efficacy and expired of the herbal ingredients. "Just like the one I drank before - before." He said again, storing the potion in the desk drawer. He who is not calm, because he feels a burning passion finally distracts him by cutting off exercise. Like its Kegel sport, it is a good idea.

"Better exercise only. Let the pressure increase the wobble, even though the game slow." He smiled a little.

Yes that's how men would feel happy, if you imagine that one. Zahra is pregnant, so she can't play games. Must be slow, but memorable and imprinted that makes his wife noisier like a cat who is struggling.

An hour passed, and Zahra did not enter their room. Ezra was getting frustrated.

He moistened the sweat that soaked his sixpack body with a small towel. Sweat produced during exercise is very high. Feeling sultry, Ezra finally chose to take a bath at night today.

Huuff...

Ezra took a deep breath

His efforts to dampen the arousal that ignited it, success also after exercising and bathing, he finally felt fresh, Ezra who had more relaxed was decided to go back down.

When he arrived at the living room, he did not find his wife, Nek Ifah and Anin in the room.

He began to look for the existence of three different women of that generation to every room on the first floor. And his search ended in Nek Ifah's room, which was indeed on the first floor.

There was a giggling sound from Nek Ifah's room. Yes it happens that the door to Nek Ifah's room is not closed. The curious Ezra finally eavesdropped on the conversation from behind the wall of the room.

Haha....

"Funny Nek, cook the sink made a place to pee." Zahra said funny with the story of Nek Ifah. Where there are male pilgrims in their 60s throw their small hadas in the sink.

"Emmm.... Zahra things as usual. His name is village. I don't know if it's for washing hands. Not for a pissing spot." If the story of Nek Ifah, Zahra was funny. Different from Anin. He doesn't think it's funny.

"So, is there another story, Grandma?" Zahra is passionate, still curious about the unique experience of Nek Ifah, while performing Hajj.

"Dear on, but tomorrow we'll connect. You go back to your room. It's late." Zahra followed Nek Ifah's eye movements to the clock perched on the wall. The time has shown at 23:05 Wib.

Ezra, who was eavesdropping behind the wall, was feeling stifled. Finally his wife will come out of his room Nek Ifah.

"I want to sleep with grandma and Umak."

Ezra slapped his powerful eel. Shit on him, if Zahra sleeps in Nek Ifah's room tonight.

Ezra grew increasingly unsettled, he returned back and forth in front of Nek Ifah's room. There's no way he's going inside. Or ask ART to call Zahra. It could be offended Nek Udah and Anin later.

"Ra, same with Grandma. You go back to your room!" this time Nek Ifah spoke out. Zahra who was lying down while hugging the bolster facing Nek Ifah who was sitting leaning on the head brothel bed. Finally sat his body.

"Yes Zahra wants to sleep here, Grandma.." Whimper Zahra.

"Can't Ra." This time Anin stared intently at Zahra.

"One more story, Grandma." Zahra pointed her index finger. "One more story, Grandma, if not, Zahra would sleep here." Zahra displayed a snatched facial expression. He asked for one more story by threatening.

"Well, this is the last one?" give a warning to Zahra.

"Yes my grandma." Zahra is still spirit 45. While Anin had begun to sleepy, Anin chose to lie down.

"This is the incident at the Grand Mosque, the atmosphere was calm and the imam read the Quran melodious, suddenly ringtone sound from one of the Indonesian worshipers rang, saying, and the ringtone of the congregation's cell phone is Shake Dombret." Nek Ifah was no longer eager to tell stories.

Zahra also heard it so not excited.

"Koq isn't funny, Grandma?!" lamented Zahra.

 

"It's not funny Zahra, your grandmother's already sleepy. Where is the spirit of another funny story. Just like you went back to your room." Said Anin firmly, staring fixedly at Zahra.

"Yes Mak.!" Zahra also moved from the soft bed with his laziness. He still wanted to gather with Nek Ifah. At least sleep together tonight.

Know Zahra's gonna get out of the room. Ezra ran to his room. He didn't want Zahra, knowing he was eavesdropping.

TB

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