Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Kill Satan in Thai Cassava

After prayers and dinner, residents of the house were seen entering the room, as well as Alkan and Cia. The newlyweds were busy themselves, Cia was busy hooking her br*strap, while Alkan was busy checking some unfinished KUA files.

Cia let out a rough sigh, when it did not work, but usually she also easily related it.

"If you can't, why don't you call Mas" said someone softly from behind Cia's body.

Cia was slightly goosebumps when the smooth skin of her back, came into contact with the skin of that person's hand. Both corners of Cia's lips were raised upwards, when she felt a warm embrace in her half-naked body.

"It's not trembling anymore, see Cici's innards?" ask jahil Cia.

Even the woman gave a smile, when she saw the face of the husband in front of the mirror. Alkan drowned his face in the recesses of Cia's neck, while both of his hands coiled possessively in Cia's flat stomach.

"Mas, just get used to it" said Alkan.

Cia's smile could not be held anymore, the woman slowly took off the arms of the husband. Then turned around, facing perfectly against Alkan. Both of Cia's hands, slowly rose upwards to gently rub Alkan's face.

"Smile dong, Cici wants to see Mas's smile directly." pinta Cia simple.

Alkan raised his eyebrows, hearing the request of the wife. Why Cia suddenly asked him to smile, instead of all this time Cia often saw him.

"Come, instead of being put on the brakes." whining again.

Alkan added to his smile, when he heard Cimut's whining. But unkempt, Alkan smiled sincerely to show his dimples.

Cia's smile grew wider, when what she wanted Alkan to give. Just a simple and simple request, Cia never asked the world to Alkan, she only asked Alkan's smile would always be there for her, wherever and whenever.

One hand of Cia stretched out to touch the dimples belonging to Alkan, both eyes of clear ash Cia stared unblinkingly, at Alkan. Prudely, Cia poked a small hole in her husband's cheek. While Alkan, the handsome Mr. Penghulu, was widening his smile even more, he kept his dimples in order to stay visible.

"Mas Al tau no," said slowly Cia.

But both her eyes remained fixed on her husband's dimples. Cia did not want to miss the beautiful scenery, created by the Almighty. Cia really should be grateful a lot, because God has given a soul mate as handsome and as good as her husband. A good man, simple, as it is, sholeh, loving, responsible, not plan when making decisions, even this man never raises his voice, even when Alkan is angry.

"You know what, Cimut?" ask Alkan gently.

Even one hand of Alkan stretched out, to get rid of the child's hair that blocked the wife's beautiful eyes. As for one more hand, it was already perched on Cia's plain waist.

"Actually, from a long time ago, Cici wanted to prick her dimples, Mas. But, because Cici does not want to tarnish the body of virgin children, so Cici just hold it until today." Cia chanted without burden, shame or even keep the image.

Cia had really let out her entire heart all this time, but it was true that all this time she felt, there was no lie in it.

Even Alkan further widened his smile, his crisp laughter Alkan sounded melodious in both ears of Cia.

Cia replied with a smile, the hand that had been on Alkan's dimple, slowly descending towards her husband's man. Jakun Alkan looks up and down, when the fingers lentik Cia continues to touch it gently. Even with great difficulty, Alkan swallowed the saliva as Cia's touch became more intense.

"Cute?" call Alkan hoarse.

"What, Mas Al?" sahut spoiled Cia.

Even with mischievous Cia biting her lower lip, one of her hands had already slipped into the t-shirt that the husband was wearing.

"A-ayo wear clothes first, you catch a cold." said Alkan.

Mr. Penghulu looks to be shifting the situation, but Cia does not care. The half-naked-looking woman, the more wildly felt Alkan's body from behind the shirt.

"Mass?" call Cia.

"W-what?" sahut Alkan.

Instead of answering, Cia even closer her body to Alkan.

"Mas Al, don't you want to kill that demon? it's friday night. We kill the devil yuk, put on Thai cassava." whispered softly Cia, right in front of her husband's lips.

**WHO KILLS SATAN

HOLLA MET MORNAM RPRIBADEH

HOW ARE YOU TODAY, HEALTHY?

IF OTHOR STILL FELL ON THE BED

DON'T FORGET LIKE VOTE COMMENTS GIFTS AND FAVORITES

SEE YOU NEXT PART MUUUAAACCHH**