I'm Not a Shit Carrier!

I'm Not Missing !

Morning's coming,,,,,, uh,,,,

Ibra felt her sleep was so good last night, of course the feeling of warm, comfortable and sleep in peace unlike a few days ago her sleep continues to be restless. How uncomfortable?, at this time Ibra was sleeping with a hug Indah, holding her so possessively. The burly body was in the middle of the bolster that he had missed for days.

While the beautiful who was still sleeping also felt the same. Tired of the long journey that Beautiful traversed made him a little drunk on the trip. Being covered in warmth all night, making Indah reluctant to change position. Beautiful did not know if last night he slept in Ibra's room, the mother who deliberately told beautiful if it was a guest room.

Ibra opened her eyes as she heard her phone ring. His hand was moved to turn off the alarm, and again clenched his bolster again.

The fragrant aroma of beautiful hair seeps into the olfactory senses of Ibra. The fragrance was the same, very exactly the same as the beautiful hair fragrance she had once slept with. Ibra opened her eyes, and blinked her eyes, making sure that what she saw was true

"Beautiful" Ibra said in disbelief

Slowly Ibra directed Beautiful face, and saw it with certainty if the assumption was true. The burly hand scoured down his face to the siranum he longed for, from when. A small smile just came out after making sure it wasn't a flower.

"This is, really Beautiful!" ibra

Lovely little squirms as she feels a warm touch on her lips. Her eyes slowly opened, and she was surprised when she saw Ibra looking at her as well.

"Mas Ibra?!" beautiful words that immediately opened her eyes wide

"Why are you here?!" ibra

Beautiful looked confused, and circulated her gaze around the place. Beautiful just remembered that Mami Yolanda told her to sleep in the guest room

"This, this, the guest room" said Beautiful

"No, this is my room. Where's the guest room on the 2nd floor?" ask Ibra

"But, said this mommy guest room" said Indah

Ibra frowned hearing the beautiful words. Then Ibra thought, surely this is the work of the mother.

Then Indah would get out of bed, but held firm hands that hugged her all night. It was beautiful to look back at Ibra

"Where are you going?" ask Ibra

"Wudhu mas" replied Ibra

"You haven't answered my question?! Why are you here?! when did you arrive?" ask Ibra

Beautifully pulled her hand, still staring at Ibra

"I just want to visit Kinara" replied Indah who then chose to leave Ibra who was still pecking at his place.

Beautiful enter into the bathroom to clean himself and ablution, after that Beautiful conduct his dawn worship.

After dawn, Indah came out of the room and walked to the kitchen, while Ibra was conducting her own morning worship in the room without knowledge Indah.

"What cooking?" asked Ibra when approaching Indah who was busy with her cooking

"Yumitali pide and chicken porridge for Kinara" replied Indah

"Can you make it?" ask Ibra

"Hem, it's like pizza, the ingredients are available anyway" said Indah who then gave the food in front of the Ibra table. Not to forget a glass of fresh milk is also available next to the food.

"Thank you" Ibra said

"Yes" replied Beautifully flat

Then Indah took the food box and put in the food she made. The plan is Beautiful will visit Kinara in the hospital.

"Are you sure you came here just to visit Kinara?!" ibra said while enjoying his breakfast

"Who knew you were here because you missed me!" ibra

The deg!

"CK! too much pede!! Who is missing?!" very little work missed,,,,"

Beautiful speech stopped when suddenly Ibra was behind him and when beautiful turned around, he was confined to the kitchen set table.

"Is it true not to miss?" asked Ibra who had been staring at his wife's determination

"Yes" replied beautifully turning her gaze away

"Look at me, and tell me you don't miss!" ibra said with emphasis.

"Me, I don't miss!" kepunan Indah still did not want to look at Ibra

It was beautiful getting more and more seated, and could not avoid it at all. The burly hand was so strong that it was, until now Indah was pushed back as Ibra got closer to her face

"Look at me Beautiful!" ibra

Beautiful look at Ibra, but not for long, he again threw his face away. Beautiful will not be strong staring at the look in the eye, because the longing will be clearly visible from there.

With lightning movements that can not be expected Beautiful, now Siranum has been devoured so strongly. There is no reproach to refuse, because fighting the Casanova is tantamount to wasting energy in vain.

Both continue to drift into the sweetness of longing. An unspoken longing, a longing that can only be expressed in the heart.

Both of them completely lost their minds, not only was Siranum targeted, now the Menul has become the months of Ibra who turned into a big baby Beautiful. The sound of wet raspy increasingly makes the soul of Cassanova Ibra burned.

"Mas,,?!"

Beautiful speech waving his hands in front of Ibra's face. Beautiful to see Ibra not blink anymore, even just silently staring at her nonstop.

"Hey mas!" say Indah touched Ibra's shoulder and made her aware

"Astagfirullah,,,!" ibra was shocked

"What the hell is it?! I'm from earlier, not even answered!" say Beautiful with annoyance

"What do you ask? sorry I have a lot of thoughts" replied Ibra sober, Ibra could not be honest if she was imagining kemesuman with Indah.

"Do you want me to go to the hospital?" tanya Indah repeated her question

"OK, get ready now" said Ibra who then pretended to focus on the food.

"Wait a minute" said Indah who then moved from the kitchen to the room.

While Ibra limp itself when Indah is no longer visible

"Astagfirefullah!! my brain is dirty once ! I can imagine that far! maybe it will never happen again between me and Lovely! Basic perverted brain!" as Ibra spoke to himself.

Before long, Indah and Ibra were already in the car and both were going to the hospital. Of course in the car there was a cold war and no one wanted to talk anymore. Only the sound of classical music filled the narrow room of the moving vehicle.

In order to repel the awkwardness between Indah and Ibra, Indah prefers to look at the sights of Istanbul which is the first time this Beautiful see. It feels beautiful to have been bewitched so see the buildings on the edge of the road that is only clearly visible when the sun has risen.

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