LOVE OF ORDINARY MEN

It's a hot morning

Early in the morning, Alzam, who used to wake up for night prayers, was surprised to find himself sleeping while tightly hugging his wife's body.

It seemed, last night was a reflex movement based on instinct, and not a full awareness of him.

He then slowly broke away from Olivia's embrace, and began walking towards the bathroom to fetch water and then perform his evening prayers.

Every night, Alzam asked Olivia to be guided so that she would be a obedient servant to her Lord. During this time, Alzam always failed to invite the girl to pray five times, because Olivia always reasoned to come to the moon.

However, when he reached the end of his do’anya, Alzam suddenly remembered the question the other day to his sister, Kanina.

He asked about the normal duration a girl was having coming months. Kanina replied, if generally comes the moon lasts at the earliest for three days, but there are also up to a week more, depending on the smooth menstrual cycle.

He remembered that Olivia and himself had been married for more than two weeks, and since then Olivia had always reasoned to be coming by the moon. However, she was clearly not pregnant based on a hospital checkup after the outfitting incident, which showed that the girl was not pregnant.

Alzam suddenly grinned, as if he was getting a way for his wife to wake up and perform fardhu prayers.

As usual, after the evening prayer and worship of Allah, Alzam always read the holy book of the Qur'an, continuing the previous reading, until the solemnity of one book and he will repeat again from the beginning continuously.

Olivia still looks sound, as if the sound of teaching Alzam is very soft like a lullaby song, to make it even more sound.

Alzam had just finished teaching him when it was nearing dawn. He closed his holy book, and put it back where it was. Still wearing a sarong and his cocktail shirt, Alzam approached Olivia. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared fixedly at the face that last night looked so frightened.

Not long after, Iandang adhan dawn began to sayup sounding simple to each other, between mosques with each other, mosque one and another.

Alzam who had thought of an idea, then tried to wake his wife to ask for Fajr prayers.

“Liv, Oliv! Let's wake. It was dawn,” call Alzam while shaking the girl's arm.

However, Olivia did not budge at all and remained asleep. Alzam called back and shook his shoulders.

“Oliv, wake! We pray at dawn. Let's get up, Liv!” exciting Alzam.

“Ehmm... What the hell, Mas? Sleepy,” said Olivia who was still half asleep.

“Build. It is time for dawn prayers. Come on spit,” exclaim Alzam again.

“Ck! Males ah,” complained Olivia.

The girl instead of waking up, she pulled her blanket back up. Alzam did not give up. He again tries to disrupt Olivia's sleep until her little wife wakes up.

“Oliv, wake up? Do I want to stay?” Alzam.

Hearing the husband's words, Oliv then tried to open his eyes, although lazy really mastered it at this time.

“Where are you going?” ask Olivia curiously.

“Mau muters around the village,” replied Alzam.

“Ikuuuut..hoaaaammmm,” whine Olivia while yawning.

“Makanya wake up, morning prayer trus,” exclamation Alzam again.

“Ck! I can't be a little sad anymore what? What time is it, Mas?” lamented Olivia.

“No want yes already. I stay,” says Alzam.

Olivia wakes up and pulls her husband's arm.

“Do not. Yes, I woke up. But, I can't pray yet, still menstruating,” elak Olivia.

“Oh yes?” ask Alzam.

“If it is not wrong, it has been more than two weeks you always say again menstruation. You don't have a disease, do you?” ask Alzam to investigate.

“Eh...? No, no!” elak Olivia's.

“Then I do, here I check!” Alzam.

The young man then grabbed Olivia by the waist and made the girl surprised. Alzam threatened to want to check it out, and that meant seeing the bottom line.

Olivia thrashed loudly, even though Alzam had just touched her waist from outside the clothes worn today, or rather tickled.

“Sini let me check it out. I fear you why-why, Oliv,” said Alzam gaunty.

“No! Don'tdon't... Hahaha..,” sahut Olivia laughs amusedly.

Alzam continued to joke with his wife, hoping that with his pity this could make Olivia deterred and not lie anymore.

Olivia continues to wrangle because of Alzam's increasingly ignorant tickle, even making Olivia's nightgown messy until it opens up and almost shows the chest.

Especially Olivia's sleep habits that do not wear a bra, making the bottom of the chewy object a little visible.

It suddenly made Alzam stopped, because he saw the wife's flat stomach that felt soft at the end of his fingers.

Olivia's breath was wheezing, because from earlier it was constantly tickled by Alzam, making the almost open part was up and down tempting faith. The girl did not realize that her husband was looking at her with a different view at the moment.

Alzam's maleness instincts wake up, and master his logic. His jaw went up and down, having trouble swallowing his saliva. His hand that had been silent at Olivia's waist, now moved slowly rubbing gently the flat belly of the girl.

Alzam rubbed it upward, and touched something that was behind Olivia's rising nightgown. The sensor on his fingertips, radiating heat all over Alzam's body, and draining the jangles that were able to raise the young man's little comrade.

His heart was beating faster, when he imagined the object behind Olivia's clothes. While the girl who had stopped laughing, realized that her husband was staring at her body from above.

Their current position was truly very uncomfortable. Olivia was under Alzam's confinement, with increasingly frenetic eyes looking at her.

Olivia's heart started beating fast. He even bit his lower lip, imagining what would happen if this continued to be allowed to happen.

“Mas,” call Olivia slim.

Hearing the soft voice calling his nanya, Alzam raised his gaze and stared fixedly at the beautiful face of his wife. For some reason, in Alzam's eyes right now, that face was really tempting, as if saying he wanted to be fondled.

He bent the other arm, and more and more closely overstimulated the wife's body. Gently, she stroked Olivia's cheeks, making the girl even more frozen.

Alzam brought his face closer to Olivia. The girl seemed to be bewitched with the gaze of Alzam's eyes that was completely different from usual. Their faces were getting closer, until warm breath was felt on the surface of each face's skin.

Slowly but surely, Alzam landed his lips on Olivia's lips. A gentle kiss felt so sweet, making Alzam not enough just to kiss it.

He also began to clench the lips of the ranum, and make the lips of the wife wet. His instincts lead and make him work alone, trying to fulfill the desires of his h*srat which he has long suppressed.

Olivia who felt the softness in the kiss also began to fall asleep. He closed his eyes and enjoyed Alzam's amateur game, which was intoxicating.

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