Last Love Letter to Mahira

MP Mahira And Fatih

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***Two people who this morning just officially became a husband and wife, are now in one room. The room was designed specifically for the newlyweds.

Oh my God, I'm tired!! thankfully, I designed this event for only a day. If you have to hold an event like my mother's proposal.remuklah all my body.

Where I don't dare to stretch my body, it feels shame if until bang Fatih noticed me if I fall asleep.

Mahira squealed her body that was still sitting on the edge of the bed slowly.She felt aching pain all over her body. She is also still clad in her lacy dress. The last dress after that had changed like a model, a beautiful dress that he wore at the reception in his last session.

"Would I help you let go?"... Fatih can feel the discomfort of Mahira at this time.certainly very hot and sultry. Moreover, he had to stand for a long time and only occasionally sit down. Of course it will make his body ache like his current self. Also, Mahira had to take off and put on different clothes, up to three times. And a few times repeated his Make Up too

"By bang!"....

Fatih began to open the decoration in Mahira's head, whether Fatih's name is also not known. But the lacy fabric was on a hook using a pentule needle, and the fabric was more like a head covering on an Indian wedding dress, as in the Indian film. Fatih also wears clothes that are similar to Mahira clothes, wearing clothes that look like Indian-style clothing. Today they look more like Indians than Indonesians. (Mahaha)

The dress was chosen by Mahira, who according to her was unique. He wants to have memorable memories for his marriage that he only did once in a lifetime, but the plans of man who knows.

"Abang or Hira used to take a shower

bang?". Mahira asked after all the headdresses succeeded Fatih in stripping her.

"You were Ra....." Answer Fatih briefly

"Good..Mahira first yes bang!...." Mahira takes the clothes from inside her closet. The moment he wanted to take his interior arrived...........

a piece of lacy underwear slipped out of his hand.

Uhh...How embarrassing!!!....

His mind, when dropping his personal belongings.

Mahira's soul was torn with shame. Instantly Fatih turned his gaze towards the photo of Mahira displayed on the dining, before Mahira realized that he had witnessed the event. He pretended not to know her.He did not want to make Mahira feel ashamed.

He smiled when he saw Mahira had just passed from his presence.

After fifteen minutes, Mahira came out, wearing long pajamas complete with hijab that he wore.

"Sana gey.abang shower first....".

"Hmmm".

Fatih opened the suitcase she had brought from home to pick up her parcel. He looked towards Mahira, his lover was now on the bed while busy staring at the screen of his smart phone.

"Mahira, babang bathe first yes..later his prayer congregation..you have ablution right...?

"Udah..."

Before fifteen minutes Fatih was out of the bathroom..Understandably men do not take long to just go to the bathroom. Unlike women who can even be more than half an hour.

Mahira has tidied up the shof to perform congregational prayers.

Today, for the first time ever the mahira congregated with Fatih. Because of the busyness of receiving guests, then they choose to do their respective prayers.

"Hira..all we pray sunah yes...."

"Yes bang.." with a slight nod, resignedly.

After she finished her prayer, Mahira reached out her hand to greet her husband.

Fatih slowly approached, He put his hand on the sweet potato belonging to his wife, and recited a prayer. Her hands felt trembling, Mahira closed her eyes, enjoying the vibrations of her husband's touch. He can feel the feeling of Fatih conveyed through his touch now. A man who has never touched a woman in any other sense.

After that, he dyed Mahira's hair.

Oh Allah...Bring the blessings in our hearts to create Mawaddah and Rahma in our home life.....

He looked at the face of his wife who began to open her eyes, He looked closely. Because now he is no longer afraid to look at the glittering eye bead, if there will be turmoil.

Fatih smiled turning her face to the right.he could not help his smile when he saw his wife put a strain on the look on his face, which was not easy when Fatih was looking at him.

"Ke why bang..?" Mahira arrived suddenly nervous, even from earlier he was nervous, but it was clear because now he spoke.

"You nervous..? Fatih asked, He wants to find out what Mahira is feeling right now.

"How not to be nervous...This is my first time...". He answered still with his voice trembling.

"Abang is also nervous.calm Ra..abang will not do anything, before you start enjoying it". Fatih spoke in a slightly seductive style.

"What's bang...?!" Mahira asked in surprise. enjoy?. Haha.he's starting to be a little bold in his likeness...

"It's okay, baby.I'm just testing your hearing...hehehehe".

Honey?!!...I'm so flattered bang...!!

Fatih looked back at Mahira. Mahira who was slightly disturbed by the sentence said by Fatih, just silent noiseless. He won't lure Fatih any further.

"Let's go to sleep.I'm so tired"

After tidying up all of them,

Fatih led his wife to the bed, intending to do nothing more than sleep, so she did not want to burden Mahira.

He wants everything to flow naturally. But Fatih did not guarantee that later he would be tempted, Fatih might not be able to hold it.

The couple did not talk much. They positioned their bodies facing each other.

"Where's your hand baby...."

Mahira smiled as she reached out her hand, when her soft hand was reached by Fatih.

"How do you feel Hira?".

Mahira smiles.

Lying!!! in fact, I now feel my blood flow being sucked through my sweet potato and freefall back to the tip of the foot.

"you're lying, aren't you...?" Fatih spoke while her expression teased me

"Hm".

Mahira covers her face with her hijab. And soon Fatih realized that Mahira was still wearing her hijab.He wanted to see the face of Polos Mahira now.

"remove your hijab Hira...I'm your husband...Either tonight, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow I'll make sure to see you inside out".

Fatih's smile expands. His hand now helps Mahira to release the hijab that he wears.It is like getting a new toy because it is so happy.

"MasyaAllah.." Mahira's hijab is now detached from her head. It was a great view for Fatih. The typical Asian face with eyes that are slightly narrowed with eyelids that are so perfect, even Korean artists are willing to spend their money to get an eyelid. Natural pink thin lips with a tapered face and chin forming the letter V, Long black hair unravels with a white neckline supporting the crown.

Treated already curiosity Fatih so far.body wrapped perfectly with a cloth called hijab, in like a box containing pearls wrapped neatly in her wrapping holster. Which has now been opened, displaying the sparkle of pearls that are still intact covered in clear glass.which is ready to be opened by the owner.

"It turns out this is what you've been hiding all this time.?.?.you know?.I'm lucky to have you.....

Mahira blushed in embarrassment. He could not say a word, Maybe he would be crazy if only Fatih did not stop teasing him.

"Bang..already! You must be tired..!"

"Hmm.i'm tired. But I can't sleep...I'm excited!"

"Abannggg......"

Mahira was singing her mouth.

"It's good..." Sidelined for a moment

"What do you want to call from me?"

Mahira smiles.

"If Dinda how?" Fatih proposed

"That's fine too.but bang.I want to call you 'Mas'....."Mahira proposed.

"All right.so you want to call me what".

Fatih also approved Mahira's proposal. He continued to tell stories here and there so that the atmosphere was not tense, with still facing forward.

"Dinda dear...can you kiss that..?"

Fatih's eyes pointed towards Mahira's lips, She smiled, then covered her own mouth with a palm.

Mahira nodded slowly

"Of course bang.I'm yours now"...

Fatih clenched her hands as a sign of "Yes", which suddenly made the mahira blush in shame.

Fatih began to close her face to Mahira's face, and again until her end.

"People..stop! I feel electrocuted all over my body bang!.

Fatih was shocked for a moment.

"his words just want to kiss.but why is it like this!...". Mahira.

Mahira could feel her chest shaking violently. He was not ready when Fatih did not just a kiss. But the kiss that made Fatih heat up for a moment.

"Sorry dear.I'm khilaf.like someone pushed me to do more and more". Fatih.

"Not bang.I should apologize. I just can't understand the reaction of your touch bang.then from that I'm a little surprised, sorry bang...".

Mahira feels guilty to Fatih her husband. She drowned her face in the chest of her husband's field.

"All right.we're going to sleep tonight..

you look tired just now..."

Fatih hugged his wife's tiny body.

"But bang..." Mahira looked up her face, only her jaw and jaw could see.

"Sst...Shut up or I'll change my mind..."

Fatih tightened her embrace. He's a normal guy who actually wants more than his wife who's already under his control. But he must understand that his wife is not ready to do his.Then the existing only hold and hold.

It's okay to hold back, I've been trained with all this hehehe...

Then they fall into their subconscious.

Enjoy their company through dreams.

Seriate......

**hehehe...Don't be disappointed in my dear reader...MP is delayed.Fatih and Mahira still know the touch of a new touch the first time they feel.Maklum so long they live menjomblo.so not accustomed to the touch of the opposite sex in a sense unfamiliar to them.

Thanks for the support dong, let the author get excited!!..❤❤❤

Greetings from Fatih and Mahira.

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