KING MAFIA & VEILED WOMEN
NACKALS
Hello guys Author come back, a lot of people who ask for extra, Author does not know whether or not, anymore stuck.
I try a bit long cbnya, hopefully you like, do not forget to leave a trail, do not stingy later the grave is narrow.
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"Darling, you still remind me of the terms?" Alvin approaches and opens Nissa's niqob.
"Yes Khullah, what is it, God willing Nisaa can fulfill while she can."
Degs...
Alvin's heart seemed to rustle to hear the call of affection from his wife, a sense of warmth continues to spread throughout the body.
"Can you?"
"It was Khullah who asked" said Nissa exasperatedly.
"Serve your husband for an entire week" said Alvin smiling smirk and feeling triumphant.
"WHAT?!?"
"Sorry, sister" said Nissa then bowed her head because she was already embarrassed.
"It's a promise, you know" seduced Alvin while kissing Nissa's neck.
"Yes, for the sake of friends" said Nissa dramatizing.
"So you're not sincere?"
"Ikhlas kok." said Nissa quickly.
Nissa turned her body towards Alvin, now they were staring at each other, crucifying each other, enjoying a sense of comfort that they did not get from others.
"Ana uhibbuka please." Nissa looked at Alvin with love and affection.
Indeed, ever since they started together, there is a sense that began to grow in the heart of Nissa, a feeling that was indeed the first time he felt.
Alvin hugged Nissa tightly, as if afraid of loss, afraid of fate.
Alvin's breath hit Nissa's face, they enjoyed each other's unusual heart rhythm, but they really enjoyed it.
Alvin's mint breath was smelled by Nissa, it seemed to make Nissa opium made her, plus the distinctive aroma of her husband that made her feel more comfortable.
"Stay like this, don't ever leave me, I don't want to lose my ribs for the second time." Alvin's eyes glazed over as he uttered that beautiful sentence, as if he were really scared.
"Definitely, Nissa doesn't want to lose Khullah either, it's still Nissa's backbone." Alvin just nodded reassuring the angel.
They dissolve in the beauty of the night, the paradise of the world (Author does not know😝).
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"Wake up, we pray tahajud yu," invited Nissa who had just finished bathing.
"Hmmm yes."
"Now wear a towel! Aaaaaaaaaaa." Nissa immediately dropped her body and covered her face with a pillow.
"But I have often seen... Hahaha." said Alvin and immediately ran towards the bathroom, afraid of getting rampaged by the innocent wife.
Nissa smiled to herself with her ridiculous manner, what if Zizah heard it, ashamed to the crown.
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The halal couple prayed the tahajud prayer solemnly, enjoying their every worship to Allah together.
Enjoy what else you deny, be grateful for our current situation, maybe there are still people who are tested more than us, but remember God will not give more trials than the limits of his servant's ability.
After completing the tahajud prayer, now they continue with the usual routine, murajaah and deposit Nissa memorization to Alvin.
"This reading is not gini baby, later you I give punishment" said Alvin with a smile full of question marks.
"Yep,"
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"This punishment of yours." said Alvin, pointing to his right cheek.
"Ish a chance at narrowness" said Nissa infuriated.
Cup...
"The other one is envious," said Alvin chuckling amusedly with his sikaf.
Cup...
"Haha... It's a gift for you, because it's the same with me." said Alvin.
Alvin kisses Nissa's lips at a glance, and it manages to make Nissa into a statue instantly.
Alvin blurs as fast as lightning, afraid of being struck by lightning from his innocent wife.
"SILLY!!!"
'Oh Allah my heart will be dislodged.' Nissa's mind while smiling like a g*la.
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"My beautiful Khumaira, your favorite khullah went to work first yes, assalamu'alaikum."
"Be careful, Wa'alaikumussalaam" replied Nissa while kissing the back of Alvin's hand.
"DON'T NACKAL!" Nissa pouty.
"Let me NACKAL as you do." said Alvin with a smile and left.
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Udah first yes, Author promise part next will be exciting abis and somewhat in length, if now can not, sorry yes.
Wassalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi...
