
After dropping off the mistress and mamang, I brought my own car to my house.There are still many things to take care of at home, thank goodness I was given time off.
During the day I was quite busy in my parents' house. It turns out that aunty has some social commudity ranging from
TPA group, Yasinan, tabligh worshipers to Copry collection employee group.
Aunty's study group came alternately after confirmation to the house via phone. The employee group came in. I deliberately choose to use catering services to welcome their arrival berkakziah, although there are three household assistants at home, I do not want to make it difficult with my own cooking business. Bi Zara, Zainab and Miatun are only in charge of serving food or cakes that have been ordered. And I see they're working well to welcome aunt's last guests.
For 72 hours, contact with the Smitt family stopped. Every time a call came in, at least my heart wished it was a call from my young lady, but it didn't exist.
" He was absolutely steadfast with his choice of Aliando, after the party I will be completely free from the family.Walau itself and have no purpose anymore except to spend the rest of the age while continuing the family business engaged in the production and distribution of Muslim-style Indian clothing it's." it's." My inner.
Tonight I set off for the contest right in the middle of the night after folding the prayer mats. That's because there are still many people who come to worship even though it's the third night. Actually from earlier Mr. Joko advised me to enter the room because I saw my eyes are heavy.But I was strong to stay until the last mourner down. I do this to honor those who have accepted my aunt as their friend. I don't know what
this bible has been done to his friends or acquaintances so that not a few among the mourners who throw tears to cry for aunt. Aunty has no children or foster children
the official one, but not a few who claim to have considered mother to him among the elders who came. Once again I give thanks in my heart, my aunt is really recognized as a good person in this country, that means it is not in vain I brought her to migrate to my homeland.
He said the life score was the same as the test score, no matter how good the process, still the final exam score was calculated. The final value of Almarhumah bi Cana Rahima Copri turned out to be good in the eyes of the environment. I wish that
aunty, both my parents, the good Muslim Muslims are placed in a decent place beside Allah SWT when it comes back to Him.And for those who still have a share of life in this area may always get guidance, he said, blessings and Inayah in each step until they pass the final test later. Amiiin" My simple prayer at the end of the night before deciding to give my life to the owner
sleeping alias.
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The night changed at dawn, when I woke up I was grateful, although I don't know what will happen next I remain excited.
After completing my two rakaat, I began to make several party model designs that I would propose following the list of leading IOs in this capital.
Eight o'clock in the morning I arrived at the big house of the Smit family with a taxi Ujang kelana that I ordered since last night
just to share your sustenance and find peace because I feel still under the influence of the effects of staying up late.
As soon as I entered the cold aura ambushed my feelings. I saw the servants bow to me without daring to say hello as usual. Just arriving in the family room I was immediately greeted by the butler. No more witty smiles and Bro said of his words. The man almost the same age as me just lowered his head and asked me to face the great master Jhon in a tone that sounded very formal and rigid.
Unbelieving this change I poked the man, but he just looked down respectfully and left before me in a hurry.
" The feeling that I had reflected, the kelana bujang also said that I was getting more handsome and a little thin. Why do they look at me like they're scared, so can't it be that Aunt Cana's spirit is clinging to me?
Curious about what happened, I looked for the love lady before I met her father. Fortunately biSumi was not the same as the other servants, when I asked where Miss Cinta was, she with a fluffy smile said that the nonanya was eating in the room.
Just thought about what had happened why until miss ate in the room, to make my steps stronger to meet him in the room. Just now that I wanted to knock, I was already shocked by his call. " Get in Rajj the door is unlocked! " I cried with my mouth full.
" That means he's healthy, the sign is that he eats well"
Long I stood at the door watching him eat in a hurry and a bit of trouble.
" Miss...Look, soon to be a mistress, she's still speeding gini." I said as I approached him and unconsciously my hand outstretched to wipe the rest of the sauce attached to the corner of his lower lip.
" Sorry.I forgot my ethics this morning." I said while bowing in shame when I realized that I had been slow to enter my master's room, touching his lips while clearly in a moment he would become the great mistress of Aliando Hasan.
" Rajjs...I miss you.." Her words were so sexy that my hair was goosebumps. Especially now that he had tiptoed to touch my chin, then his left hand unbuttoned my white shirt, and his hand went into my chest and briefly then fumbled like looking for something. " You took Rajj off, that's why I couldn't sleep all night because I couldn't see this." His whisper then slobberly sucked my sixpack cleavage.
Although my brain rejected the sluggishness, my body reacted. Slowly I rubbed the slender waist, with the position of the chin tightening his head. The smell of shampoo from his hair further raised my manhood passion.I feel a very strange sensation, My body is hot bursting. The tighter I buried her tiny body with my body until I thought she was shivering.
Just by pushing his lips alone my soniku has stiffened, especially now that the lips suck the place where my heart beats. I feel like my life is about to drift.
Pee
A small piercing pinch landed on my waist.
" aww...Sick miss!" Jeritku later.
" Feel! It's a punishment because you always ruin our beautiful moments! " She said as she pushed my body.
But it wasn't long, the next second he came back
go ahead and steal my thick pursed lips.
" Your body is warm Rajj...I can't live without you..." The mess while burying his head at the base of my neck.
" Le..last miss." My reply while looking up to avoid my gaze falling on those ripe cherries.
" See my dad fast darling...And please don't say no even once! " His words then pushed my body slowly towards the door, then closed the door as soon as I was outside.
I still can't digest what's going on until miss looks crazy like this. Long time I leaned on the door of his room while neutralizing the pounding of my chest. Until he heard again his call." Rajj, hurry up and meet
he, don't let him think hard about us! " The words still confuse me.
I walked down the stairs, my head and chest filled with a million question marks. Until I arrived at the head of the door I was still unconscious, until my forehead and nose ran into the door.
" Of...."
" Rajj why are you? Comein..." Said Mr. Jhon as he opened the door, staring confusedly at me who was busy wiping his forehead and nose. Then I saw Mr. Jhon smiling so kindly at me.
" Come in.let me treat." He spoke softly, until I rubbed my eyes and ears could not believe what I saw and heard.
"Ah, no way! Were my eyes and ears damaged by the impact just now?"
Mr. Jhon then dragged my body slowly inside. Pull a chair for me.
And without any more command I sat down.
I saw he wanted to get the P3K box out of the desk drawer.
" No sir...The pain is not much, anyways it's fortunately dark skinned benjol dikit ngak nanda, anyways ngak easy also bumps because the level of elasticity is high." My original words while holding the hand of Mr. Jhon.
Finally he nodded, then pushed back the drawer.
" all right...If the future son-in-law himself is not treated by the father-in-law."
Deg
" A..What do you mean, sir? " tanyaku stutters.
" Sit down again Rajjj, calm down! " Say he saw my expression.
Confused god level, so I feel at this time.I sit limp while looking down at the table that became a barrier between me and the Master. Not that I don't like the lady of love, but what happened during these 72 hours until I would become the future son-in-law of Mr. Jhon.How about Aliando Hasan? The son of the shipping businessman?
" Sign this contract letter Rajj! My daughter and I did not accept rejection! " The word back to the strict code.
Deg.
" What contract ?"
Continues....