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23 Teach me, yes

Adnan's eyes almost popped out looking at Nirmala's appearance. Tight red kebaya reveals curves that can arouse orgasm. Kebaya is transparent by wearing a braa without a cream-colored strap and fabric skirt limited to half the thighs only.

The translucent stomach area reveals Nirmala's flat, smooth stomach. Adnan was back in the room, sitting on the mattress and leaning on the headboard immediately cleared his throat and straightened his body. Shifting his gaze, though occasionally glancing towards Nirmala still stood up with a mischievous smile.

Adnan himself felt unexpected if Nirmala had the mind to look seductive like this. It's true that he knew and realized that tonight was the first night of their marriage. However, he also did not want to force Nirmala to carry out body relations. Let it be done over time to know each other, he thought.

The man didn't expect Nirmala to wear this sexy kebaya, right now. From a glance, steal a glance. Adnan saw the curves of the body and the shape of the body is very good. Instantly there was also a sense of jealousy rising in the heart considering that he was not the first to see his wife. Despite knowing who saw Nirmala's inner body was her previous husband.

Adnan cleared his throat getting more nervous as Nirmala walked towards him. Really, Adnan had trouble controlling his heartbeat. Perhaps, this was the reaction of his body that was never this close to a woman other than the mother.

"I make milk coffee, mas." Nirmala handed Adnan a cup of milk coffee. Before entering Nirmala's room, he made milk coffee.

Nirmala herself was not yet fully prepared to carry out her duties as a real wife. But he thought logically. If not tonight, when will the real wedding be? Wouldn't it be if tonight wasn't done, it would be done the next night?

Although it is undeniable, nervousness envelops him and can still be overcome. Not only that, Nirmala has also resigned if her inner living will be the same as before, again. I don't know, if it must be the same as before then it's time he accepted the fate given Divine.

"Mas, do you like the coffee or the milk?" ask Nirmala. He knew that Adnan was shocked and almost choked by his chest puffing towards the man.

Why is Adnan's face so adorable?

Adnan longed to disappear for now after hearing Nirmala's question. What should be answered now?

"Wouldn't you like nyusu?" asked Nirmala again more tempting Adnan because her husband's face was reddened like a tomato.

Complete already.

Adnan can't control himself anymore. He really did not expect if Nirmala as brave as this teases him. Totally beyond belief.

"Dek," call Adnan ventured.

Both corners of Nirmala's lips smiled hearing Adnan calling her 'dek'. Her heart was flowery just because of that one word. Semenyetihat it herself?

Is that his inner fate that has never been fulfilled?

"Yes, my mom."

"Are you ready?" adnan looked into Nirmala's eyes.

Nirmala gave a clumsy smile accompanied by a nod. Seeing that made Adnan smile.

Nirmala was a little surprised. Because he did not know what prayers they would do. He just kept quiet.

"Mas ajarin. We will pray Sunnah before doing the first night," explained Adnan again kissed Nirmala's forehead after saying the sentence just now.

Embarrassed.

Nirmala was ashamed because she did not know and was very shallow in her religious knowledge. He could only nod small and follow Adnan.

"I'll change clothes first, ma'am." Cicit Nirmala while looking down at the look of her very inviting orgasm.

"Don't!!" Adnan's strangulation prevented Nirmala from opening the red kebaya.

Both their eyes met.

"You're more beautiful than gini. Keep it this way," said Adnan timidly trying not to stare at Nirmala continue. However, Nirmala's appearance severely tormented her inheritance.

Nirmala looked down with a shy smile. Is this as beautiful as being praised by a man? Though the sentence is so simple, but can make his heart flowery. Like there's a lot of butterflies flying in her belly. It feels so tickling.

Both of them have ablution and practice Sunnah prayer with Adnan became an imam.

For the first time, even though the Sunnah prayer. Nirmala was moved because the prayer finally felt her own husband become her priest. Her dream was long before she was married to Arman. Every prostration, Nirmala's body seemed to tremble because it felt countless grateful.

Nirmala gets dressed before she meets Adnan. Not dress up like you want to. But, he again put on lip dyes, put on lotions, and perfumes. Believe me, even though she was once a wife. Still having incredible nervousness.

Adnan smiled seeing Nirmala preparing herself before facing her. In fact, he was worried that the results of his hard work would not be comparable to his late husband Nirmala.

Adnan straightened up after Nirmala had just sat down before him. His noticing once again Nirmala's appearance was so seductive. Afterwards, he prayed before he beat his wife.

"Are you ready?" adnan asked gently looking down at Nirmala. He grabbed Nirmala's chin slowly until the two gazes met.

"I'm ready, mas. Do it and I hope, you're not disappointed with me who's not a girl anymore."

Adnan put his index finger on Nirmala's lips. "I married you with complete confidence. Whatever happens, I'll keep you and stick to our commitments."

Nirmala nodded with a smile.

"Guild a finger, yeah."