Married Because of Ijbar
Chapter 29. 1 Orgasm male 9 orgasm female
“Tok! Geck! Geck! Can I go for a ride?” Maula opened the door of the study room slowly and then turned her head.
“Gak can ...,” joked Khayru while glancing at a glance and then smiling. He who was sitting with a stack of files, immediately set aside his work.
“Aahhh .. but I want to masyuk.” In the style of a little boy she kept coming in knowing her brother (eh) her husband was just joking.
“Sini, here ...” Khayru spread out both hands. As if she knew what her husband meant, Maula immediately sat on his lap. She was like going back to childhood before she knew that Khayru was her husband. That'sallthatis. No other thought came to his mind.
“Already maem not yet, Dek?”
“Not yet, will you wait, Brother.”
“Yes already, yuk. Eat first.”
“Eh but .. males, ding. I'm tired of food at home.” He raised his lips.
“Mo eat what, anyway? I just asked for the same masakin Bik Sulis.”
“Can Delivery order, no, Bang?” Show cell phone on the table.
“Ya stay order. What do you want to eat?” Khayru opened a GoFood-like food shuttle service application that became his subscription.
“Sate goat!” maula exclaimed, making Khayru round her eyes.
“DON't!” Very quick response Khayru when hearing the name of the food was called.
“Kok, no? Usually can.”
“J-no now. By malem.” He put his cell phone back in his pajama pocket.
“Ya I have slept,” kentusnya while leaving Khayru.
“Eh! Not eating first? Poor Bik Sulis masakin for us.”
“No! It was malem. Tomorrow school.” Without looking back.
Khayru knew at this moment Maula was angry. He had to get his phone back.
SATAY MADURA H. MAMAT, this has been their subscription since they were kids. It's just that, lately Khayru tried to avoid these foods.
Order and wait! Slogan that appears on the screen. In a few moments the courier will come to deliver it. Before long, Mang Sodik knocked on the door. Delivering orders that are signed at the security guard post. While lifting and looking at the bag that gave off the tempting fragrance, Khayru took out a plate, spoon and fork. Then take her to Maula's room.
Maula knew that Khayru would buy her. When the door of the room opened, he could smell the fragrance of the still hot satay. By just putting it on the nightstand, Khayru was sure Maula who was pretending to sleep, would snatch as fast as lightning.
Turns out right, he came out from under the blanket while mesam mesem. Unashamedly he immediately opened the package enthusiastically. While Khayru can only swallow saliva and lay down his body.
“Abang not to eat?”
“Udah under.”
Maula brought one skewer closer to Khayru's mouth. “Aaaaa ..” He told Khayru to open her mouth. However, he even shook his head while rubbing his stomach. “Kenyang,” said, but the tip of his eye continued to follow the movement of the Maula who was devouring the stab by prick until it was exhausted.
After eating, Maula ran to the bathroom. He soon returned as he was enduring pain.
“Bang! how, any? Something stuck in my teeth. It hurts so much.” Maula grimaced while forcing Khayru to wake up.
“Your habits, tuh.” When forced to wake up. “Well toothbrush, not yet?”
“I directly brush my teeth, earlier, but this is still something stuck.”
“Eat him, do not eat so much again.” Raising the jaw of Maula, facing her in the mirror. Looking for the goat meat stuck in the teeth. It seemed to have lost all sense of envy, disgust, illfeel, because of all the disgusting things from Maula, he had touched.
“Abang forgot, not yet about the study earlier,” he said while lowering back the face Maula.“His ashes all the way home, you slept.”
“Yes, if you participate in the study I tuh innannya sleepy. Turns out it still continues to sleep in the car.” Rich grin of horses. Then lay down on the bed.
“Loh, so don't listen? What do you do if you sleep Mulu keko?” yelping.
“Dapet anyway dikit earlier Umi said, if female orgasm 9 to 1 with men.” He tried to remember. “While women's sense is only 1 in 9 with men.”
“Terus ...”
“Keep I sleep in the corner.”
“Haishh!!! How do you want your pinter?” he murmured while scratching his head until his hair fell apart.
“Eh, but, Bang. If the man's orgasm is only 1, why they are allowed to marry 4 wives, while women can only marry 1 man at a time. Though the female orgasm more.” suddenly he was curious.
“Yes because even though it is only 1, the male orgasm is very big, big, beeessssaaar. You know what?!” He repeated the word 'Great' while moving his hands together in an open circle.
Maula frowned because she did not expect, Khayru's response would be like an angry person, irritated, annoyed just because of such a question.
“Try me you are fishing for men. Then you should be ready to be slung.”
“Massa?”
“How to fish for men, Bang?”
Dare nantangin.
“Everything in a woman, can provoke a man's orgasm.”
“Suara ...”
“His beautiful face ...”
“Black hair ...”
“Neckline ...”
“White skin ...”
Maula touched every part of her body that Khayru mentioned - with a shriveled face.
“Every curve of his body ...”
“Long leg ...”
Likewise with Khayru, he let his eyes look at the body parts of Maula as he called one by one.
“Daaan .. his sacred places,” concluded the man. He didn't realize his saliva wanted to drip out.
“Cukuup!!” Maula smacked a pillow into Khayru's face as her speech and gaze really gave a goosebump.
“Loh, loh, loh ... Why hit? What's wrong brother?”
“Abang wants to butcher me, right? Ngaku hayo? Watch out, if that happens.”
Khayru dropped herself onto the bed.
“Yes, reasonable! Because it was mentioned earlier, Syhawat man was very big.”
She looked for a mirror. Looked at his face there.
“Absolutely I am beautiful?”
“I just realized that I'm beautiful, Si Ariel once said, if the Rere and Nikita enemies me because they lost beautiful than me, Bang. They envy, although I am fierce and jutek, many guys who seduce me.”
“Sometimes, the beauty of the woman often becomes a slander for herself. Therefore, women are obliged to close their aurat.”
Maula also laid her body beside Khayru. “For so long, what do you feel when you look at me?”
“Blingsatan. Want to butcher you.” He laughed out loud to hide his embarrassment.
Maula shifted her body, slightly away.
“Do not worry ... men have 9 sense, much more than women, to escort his lust.”
“That's for those who are strong faith, if not strong, yes ... how, yes.” he continued while glancing towards Maula.
“Still, Bang. Abang extraordinarily strong faith.”
“Indeed, in your opinion, what is the purpose of marriage, anyway?”
“Hmm ...” Maula thought while scratching her head. “Saling gives comfort, maybe. I can ask for help with anything because Brother is my husband.”
“Terus ..?”
“Don't know. Tomorrow I ask Umi first.”
“First, Marriage is for worship to Allah SWT.”
“Both?” ask Maula.
“ ...Got descent.”
Maula moved her body back.
“Why?” Khayru turned her face towards Maula. “Not you want to have children 20?”
Maula looks more frightened.
“Don't say you can get pregnant and give birth for no reason. Because you are not Siti Mariam His mother Prophet Isa Alaihissalam.”
“Anu .. I don't like Biology subjects, Bang.”
It's not a matter of pregnancy and childbirth that makes Maula disgusted, but she can't imagine what to go through until the pregnancy can happen. As in Biology lessons that he hated because he often studied how living things breed.
“Tidaaaakkk!!” screeched while shaking the head that he covered with his palm.
Astagfirulcica .... The struggle will be very long if rich gini story.
Khayru could only gulp while shaking her head.
“Whatever you are, Deck. Abang's headache is.” while massaging the forehead.
Suddenly Maula was silent with a smile. He faced Khayru, brought himself closer while pulling the man's face. A warm kiss landed on his cheek.
“Quiet aja, Bang. I'm still gonna kiss and hug you like this. Anytime, anywhere,” whispers make Khayru goosebumps. Instantly it was like hot chocolate was melting in his head. His body turned red like a boiled carrot. Little tense. Ah, no! It was so tense that he had to change position. Not because.
He wants to kill me or torture me slowly, O God. Khayru looked up.
Not changed from Maula. His lips were still smiling without sin.
To Be Continued ....
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Assalamualaik...🙏 How are your dearest readers? Pretty tired of waiting. (Eh, is there anyone waiting, is that it?)
I know you must be busy again, open the reading of Romadhon prayer, tarawih prayer, Zakat prayer, again ready to make a presentation as well, kaan, yekaaaan?
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In a few days we will enter a blessed month, full of magfirah and forgiveness. I apologize if I have been wrong all this time.
اَللَّهُمَّ سَلِّمْنـِيْ إِلَى رَمَضَانَ وَسَلِّمْ لِـيْ رَمَضَانَ وَتَسَلَّمْهُ مِنِيْ مُتَقَبَّلاً
Allahumma Sallimnii ilaa romadhoona wa sallim lii romadhoona wa tasallamhu minni mutaqobbalan
“Yes Allah, deliver me until Ramadhan, and deliver Ramadan to me, and receive my deeds in Ramadan.”
Aamiins.
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