I'm Not a Shit Carrier!

Breaking the Wicket of the Opponent

Nearly 3 hours Ibra, Zack and Dores are in the meeting room. There are so many discussions and preparations that they are preparing to start building the project of the three of them. No one discusses outside the project anymore, the three are only focused on the business they will build together. This is not their first project, but it is a project that they have built together with different businesses. After their meeting, Zack and Dores return home, while Ibra returns to her room.

"Where's Beautiful?!" said Ibra who did not see the beautiful at her desk. Then Ibra entered his room and headed to his private room. Seen Beautiful is sleeping soundly on the bed

"Lapse of sleep" said Ibra who then approached Indah

"Hey, get up" said Ibra when pinching the beautiful cheek that slightly puffed up

Some times Beautiful working eyes because they feel disturbed sleep

"Em, um, Ibra, what,,,? is the meeting over?" tanya Indah who then sat facing her husband

"Have you, how good is your sleep?" ibra

"It seems so, what time is it?" tanya Beautiful

"Nearly 12," replied Ibra

"Ohh want Zuhur, I came out first" said Indah who quickly wanted to leave Ibra

However, not until Indah moved, Ibra pulled it and now Indah was under her confinement with her eyes locked.

The heart beats so fast as if it were a marathon of thousands of kilometers. The determined gaze had already ravaged the heart of Indah, while the gaze of Izu Indah made Ibra desperate to dive to the bottom of the blue ocean immediately.

"Mas,, um, soon Zuhur, right?" said Indah looking for a way to be able to be separated from Ibra

"Why indeed?!" tanya Ibra who was getting closer to the beautiful face

"Usually,, right, mas , always go out before lunch," said Indah reminded Ibra.

"I don't want to go out" said Ibra increasingly determined to look into the blue eyes that now even become opium for him in the face.

Beautiful no longer able to talk, because now his mouth has been silenced perfectly by Ibra with the warmth it brings. Beautiful not to be silent, now he has followed his instincts to put his hands on Ibra's neck, and not only that, but also, now the hand has begun to adapt to creep up and occasionally push to deepen the deeper warmth.

Now, Ibra has slumped down the white, seamless road free of obstacles that a little has begun to be filled with water. Time and again Ibra paused for a moment to make a trail of adventurers so agile.

The trail is more and more, and the more down until now Ibra has reached two twin mountains that are often called simenul. For a moment he rested, quenching thirst even though it could not be lost even more thirsty.

Beautifully made confusion, floods of sweat, and occasionally bleak because Ibra often teases him with a slow fast rhythm because Ibra knows how to make opponents bend their knees in front of him. Staring at his wife who was like a leopard, made Ibra floundering and burning the flames of his maleness. It did not take long, now both are equally innocent.

"Hold on, I want to bust your goal" Ibra said as she half-whispered in a hoarse and heavy voice

"Are we playing soccer?" tanya Indah interrupted to hold the voice of luc nut so as not to come out

"Yes, let's just say it, this is a good striker, get ready for your goal!" ibra

Indah can no longer answer when the striker has started to blab the ball directing it to the opponent's goal. Goalkeepers are unable to see where the ball is rolling because they are busy closing their eyes, clutching strong white skin clean and occasionally looking red because of the claw.

Who claimed a reliable striker was in fact difficult to break into the opponent's goal, several times tried but also could not score despite trying to break through the opponent's defense.

"Eeuhh,, it hurts mas!!" Along with the beautiful greeting red ink strokes extend perfectly on the striker's back.

"Luck!!! very difficult!" yelled in frustration Ibra who failed several times.

Indah pushed strong Ibra because it could not bear the weight of the burden of life that wanted to enter by force.

"Why? they want to go all in!" murmur Ibra

"sick! I don't want to continue!" beautiful Answer

"No mas! so sick! I can't stand it!" reply Beautiful with his ringisan

Seeing the beautiful face grimacing and seemed to feel so sick, Ibra pulled back her super corn by force.

"It hurts" said Indah staring pity at her Husband

"Yes," said Ibra who then came down from the top beautifully and walked to the bathroom.

Beautiful looking fretful when she saw her husband's back getting away and disappeared behind the bathroom. Shortly heard the voice of Adhan Zuhur that afternoon, Indah picked up her clothes back and put on her.

Ibra came out of the bathroom already wearing a towel, then alternated with Beautiful who went into the bathroom to clean herself and take the water. When Indah came out, Indah saw Ibra standing in front of the prayer mat in its span, but there were two prayer mats that spread with a white face that was also folded there

"When do you want to stand there?! no praying?" ibra

"Ah yes mas" replied Indah who then walked quickly to the prayer mat that had been stretched and used the face that had been prepared Ibra for him. After that, the two also performed Zuhur worship together for the first time since they were married. Beautiful Heart is made pulsating when performing worship with the priest in his household life.

When he finished praying, Indah stretched out her hand in front of Ibra and for a moment made Ibra confused. Seeing Ibra's puzzled response, Indah took the initiative herself to pull Ibra's hand and kiss her.

"If you finish praying, Salim first" said Indah and Ibra only insured.

Indah tidied up her prayer equipment after that, she would go to the bathroom tidying up the appearance before work again, but not until Indah far away, Ibra had held it by holding it from behind.

"Where are you going?" ask Ibra

"Bathroom mas, it's lunch hour, I'm hungry" said Indah

"I'm much hungrier, and I want to eat you" Ibra said with his hands already starting to explore again

"But, um, can't it be postponed? it still hurts mas," said Beautiful memelas

"That's because it hasn't entered everything, if it's already entered it must be delicious! really!" ibra bernego

"It hurts, especially if you get in?! it hurts more! that's the denicillin rice eel first!" said Indah and Ibra chuckled then flipped Indah and now the two are facing each other

"You think this is a toy candle that can be small and enlarged?! this is super corn tau! this is good if it has entered your sound" said Ibra

"No! sick mas!" beautiful Answer

"we try again, you endure a little pain, after that I can be sure you will feel the ease!" ibra said again but Beautiful shook her head strongly

"Hmm, yes, yes, if you don't want to" replied Ibra resigned and chose to leave Indah. Ibra did not want to force Indah, although she was very eager to immediately make her own Indah completely.

While Indah felt guilty, by rejecting her husband's invitation.

"Mas,, wait!"

"I want to try again" said Indah as she hugged Ibra from behind.

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