Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Widow but girl

Salman doesn't care what Naila says. He was suddenly deaf at this time. Joni is at the door. Joni has trouble getting in. Salman presses slowly, and repeats many times. Until Joni finally broke through the hallway. Naila screeched, like something was torn. As much as he could, he endured the pain. But her tears also fell.

"Darling, are you sick?"

Naila simply nodded without a sound.

"Sorry, I'm too excited! After this I promise to slow down!"

Salman continued his game. The two begin to enjoy a distilled rhythm to describe. Until finally the peak of their kenik*atan achieved together. Salman read the do'a before he collapsed next to Naila.

A few minutes later, Salman went to the bathroom to clean up Joni. He saw there was blood on the other end of Joni. He hastily cleaned up and got out of the bathroom.

"Shhh...." Naila grimaced in pain.

"Darling, are you still menstruating?"

"No, I'm holy, By! Otherwise, how could I pray?"

"But there's blood stuck in..."

Naila bit her finger, she was embarrassed to explain something to her husband.

Salman rush to open HP and search for information on Mbah Google.

"Darling, I'm sorry if I offended you! But I want to be sure, answer honestly! Haven't you had a husband and wife relationship with Adit?"

Naila just shook her head.

"Goddessa... Thank goodness...! It's worth it that you're so scared of dealing with Joni!" Instantly Salman menci*m all over Naila's face. Then he stroked Naila's flat stomach.

"May our child grow up in your womb soon, dear."

"Milk...."

By holding Perih under his stomach, he stepped into the bathroom to urinate. Then they finally slept well.

Almost at dawn, Naila woke up. As she was about to get out of bed, Naila felt a pain in her lower part. Salman who heard Naila's groaning woke up.

"Darling, why?"

"No pa-pa! Just a sting."

"Sorry for making you sick!"

"No pa-pa said it was natural for the newlyweds." Naila said with a smile.

"Let it be more reasonable, it should be repeated again! Let's get used to it and it's gone?"

"That's it, By?" Naila asked innocently.

"Yes, let's try it!"

Salman did not waste the opportunity. The Joni who had been tense from earlier wanted to go into the hallway again. With his appeal, Salman was able to conquer Naila again. This time it started with his death kiss which he started from the face down to the nape down to the chest. And don't forget he created a ownership stamp in Naila's chest area. Naila began to fall asleep, her desire was in the ubun-yubun. And there was a bitter struggle between the two. Long enough Si Joni dive, until finally reaching kenik*atan.

After they took the pleasure of the duren afters, Adzan Shahuh was reverberating. Five minutes later Salman went into the bathroom first, followed by Naila. Then they prayed together. Salman invites Naila to teach together for a while. Although Naila has not been too familiar with tajwid, but Salman who is already quite familiar with tajwid, can guide Naila to teach.

"Shodaqallahul 'adzim."

After studying, they jog together around the US Residential housing complex. Arriving at KPR housing complex.

"Hi, Salman Deck! He said he's married, but not our law?" Said one of the Complex Mothers who was the same age as her mother.

"Yes, Mom! We married her in Surabaya. Just pray I, Mom! Oh yes this introduction is my wife Ma'am, her name is Naila."

"Maecko." Naila smiled, kissing the back of Mom's hand.

"Just call Miss Endang, Dek Naila. It's pretty, polite, top anyway!" Praise Bu Endang.

Another person appeared from inside his house.

"Bos Salman, don't expect to be young already married! I was a matchmaker with Mom's son, Lho! But it turns out people first! Not so have an established daughter-in-law, haha...."

Naila and Salman smiled at the mother.

"Mother Ida, meet my wife, her name is Naila!"

Naila kissed the back of Ida's mother's hand.

"I, Miss Ida! Deck Naila if you need something or lack of seasoning, you can ask me."

They continued their morning run around the Elite housing complex.

"Hubby they're funny huh? Why do they know you? In fact, this housing has not been inaugurated long ago he said?"

Salman smiled at the wife. He hasn't told me anything about his job and assets.

"Hubby, why smile? The question is not answered!"

"What do you want to be given, honey? Like last night, or this morning?" Said Salman grinning with his rancid style.

"Hubby...!" When Naila wanted to hit Salman, Salman dodged. There was a chase between them.

Eventually they both got home.

"Dear make chocolate milk taste!"

"Ready!"

Five minutes later Naila returned from the kitchen carrying two glasses of milk for her and Salman.

"This is the milk, By!"

"Thank you, baby!"

After being warmed, Salman drank it.

"Hmm... Why does it feel different?"

"Why, not delicious? Less viscous?"

"No, no! Maybe I've had another milk poisoning!"

"meaning?"

"Miss Susu Cap!" Salman grinned at the thing he meant.

Naila, who had just understood her husband's intentions, choked on her own drink.

"Uhuk...Hubby! Why are you saying something so absurd?"

"Because I'm crazy about you."

"Gee! Not connecting!"

"Honey, where are you going on your honeymoon? But wait for you to take a college break."

"Hmmm..It's up to you! Don't go far! Our road is still long, mending the money to be saved only!"

"Saving money is enough! You don't have to think about that! Your tuition fees have also been set aside."

"I wonder, what is my husband really so rich? Besides being a motivator, a distro and a florist, what else have you not told me?"

"Okay, listen to me! This house is mine."

"Yes I know that this house is yours!"

"It's not a house, but all of these U. S. Residential housing units are my properties that 80% are already sold and 70% are already inhabited."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously, honey! It's all a legacy from Dad. But then my own flower shop and distro pioneered from the beginning. And this new project, the housing project that one of my friends is going to build. He asked me to manage it temporarily. Because the man is abroad. And one more thing you need to know, the US name I made for the name of this florist and housing is the abbreviation of our name. A's Anindita, and S's Salman."

"I can't believe it, By!" Naila shook her head, unsure.

"Yes if you don't believe it! The important thing is I believe that you are a widow but still a girl!"

"Hubby....! "

"really, right? How lucky I am!" Said Salman bragging. Naila doesn't want to argue with her husband anymore. He decided to go to the kitchen for breakfast.

Seriate.....

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Wellah Salman used nanya pain is not🤣

See you again 😍