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Does It Sound Strange?

"Other times be careful. Don't run around like that to the bathroom" Hengky gave a stern warning, which his wife immediately asserted through a nod to her head.

"I'm sorry," Fisha's eyes glazed over.

"Hey, why are you crying? I'm not scolding you, but I'm worried about you" said Hengky, carrying his wife's body to their bed.

"Mas, where are we going?" Fisha looked at her husband.

"Certainly go back to your bed. You've fallen. I have to check if any part of your body is injured or not" Hengky continued walking, without looking at his wife who was paying attention to his facial expression.

"Fisha is okay, Mom. No one was sick in the least" Fisha tried to convince.

"Then you were grimacing then why if not because of pain? Do not try to lie to me, yes," Hengky stopped his steps, then checked every inch of his wife's body without being missed, after laying the innocent body in their dispute.

"So that's because Fisha's head hit the wall, so it's a little dizzy. Now it's gone dizzy, Mas," the great-granddaughter of Fisha, while resignedly receiving all treatment from her husband.

"We prove whether you're not lying" Hengky continued to walk through his wife's innocent body, ignoring the ravings of Fisha.

"Mas, what did Mas Hengky do?" protests Fisha found her husband who actually kissed every curve of her body without a single part being missed.

"I told you, I'm checking if anyone is hurt or not" said Hengky while passing one by one his favorite area.

"It's not checking, Mas. But ...," Fisha smothered her own mouth, hanging her sentence with a face that was already red.

"But what? Do you think I'll do it again?" Hengky stopped his activities and glanced mischievously right over his wife's face.

"That's not what Fisha meant. We're just done with it" Fisha threw her gaze in any direction.

"What if we're just done with it?" hengky's hand grabbed onto Fisha's chin, and made the wife who was avoiding her gaze, now return her eyes.

"Ihh, Mas," Fisha's face turned red.

"Hmmm, if you grimace in pain because of my kiss, there is a wound that we must immediately treat. You must not refuse the doctor I will call to treat you. But if you grimace at feeling something else when I kiss you, then I'll treat you myself my way," Hengky again subsented one by one every inch of Phisha's innocent body, he said, until what came out of the girl's mouth was not a groan of pain but a moan of pleasure that made Hengky more excited to continue his attractiveness.

"It turns out you chose me to treat your wounds, didn't you?" great-grandson Hengky on the sidelines of his breathing is increasingly stingy, due to the many pulls he does.

Fisha no longer said the words of her husband. He actually shouts indistinctly while wrapping his hands around the neck of Hengky who is currently curling and braving him. Yes, they continued in that position for up to an hour, before Hengky finally fell just beside his wife's body.

Fisha put her blanket together, and fell asleep in Hengky's arms for a while.

Fifteen minutes later, a small snore from her husband's mouth woke Fisha up. Slowly, she put away her husband's sweetly coiled hand on her stomach, then pulled out a clean white blanket that covered her innocent body and immediately began to purge herself.

"Where else are you going? You are really impolite to leave without my permission," Hengky grumbled, while pulling Fisha's body back in his arms.

"Fisha just wants to take a shower, Mas. Instead of leaving," Fisha pursed her lips.

"Don't protest, or I'll punish you one more round" Hengky threatened.

"We have not yet prayed dhuhur, Mas. The rush of time was up," Fisha began to murmur in annoyance.

"I can walk on my own, Mas," the startled Fisha whose body floated in the air suddenly wrapped her hands around her husband's neck to balance his body.

"But I want to carry you. I don't want you to fall again. Or maybe, you intentionally? want to fall again so I can treat you like I did?" the successful Goda Hengky made that pretty face flushed again.

"Cih, where there is," shebik Fisha, who finally resigned to anything done by her husband.

It took less than a minute until they got to the bathroom. Hengky chose to lower the body of Fisha under the shower, so that they could shower faster and immediately perform prayer dhuhur congregation after they shower janabah.

It did not take long for them, until the mandatory bathing ritual was completed, and they could both hold prayer rites to make love to the Rabb who had created them with all the happiness they now had.

A kiss landed cordially, after Fisha kissed the back of her husband's hand after the second greeting.

"Thank you" said Fisha.

"For?" Hengky frowned his forehead a sign of not understanding.

"For all that Mas Hengky has given to Fisha," said Fisha as she looked at her husband in love.

"Come here, and listen to me" Hengky spread out his hands. The fisha who understood Hengky's intentions also advanced her body and immediately entered the arms of her husband.

"I'm so grateful God has brought us together, baby. There may be a lot of love in this world that is ready to touch my heart and the heart of anyone it touches. But rest assured, only you are the most beautiful light that now illuminates the dark space in my soul" Hengky kissed Phisha's head with a long kiss.

"Eh, since when did Mas Hengky become smart to compete like this?" Fisha raised her head, in order to see the face of her husband who became fond of seducing her lately.

"Is it tacky and strange-sounding?" Hengky looked at the beautiful face of his wife and pinched the nose that was now without a distance with her with anxiety.

"Slightly," an arch in Phisha's lips made the girl look even more beautiful.

"Then, I will never say it again" said Hengky as he moved his lips.

"But Fisha wants Mas Hengky to keep doing it," Fisha glanced mischievously. She is now beginning to tease her husband.

"Do you like my fighting?" Hengky raised both eyebrows.

"Slightly," answered Fisha.

"Then I don't want to do it anymore" said Hengky, pretending not to like the answer his wife was teasing.

"alright. Then so much. Fisha liked Mas Hengky gombalin Fisha, as much as Mas Hengky could do," Fisha tightened her arms, with a feeling so bubbling inside her chest.

"Then I will race every day for you," said Hengky as he rained down on Fisha with long kisses.

They also chuckle at the same time. Instantly, the sadness in their respective hearts disappeared without a trace. Yes, they should be able to fill each other in every joy and sorrow they feel.

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