My Last Port (You're Not a Shit Carrier)

Go to Alisa's cake shop

''You are very lucky, Alisa. Your legitimate husband and ex-husband, both resolutely want to keep you! While me? Let alone defended! Not wanted either! You're lucky to be Alisa! Very lucky!'' said Azizah and all that still sounds can be both people.

Emil's father was surprised to hear his wife speak like that. ''Zi...''

''I'm coming home, Bang. I hope you're happy with your choice!''

The deg!

''No Zi! Wait up! You misunderstood, baby!'' said Emil's father immediately he chased Azizah who had come out first without looking around him.

Alisa turned her back on them. Again, his little heart Baha'i. Because her. Husband and wife relationship is broken again.

''Why have I always been the cause of ruining people's relationships?! Hiks. O Allah..''

The deg!

''Honey! You still here? Not home yet?'' tanya Gilang was so surprised to see Alisa sitting curled up and crying.

Alisa. The face was so piercing Gilang's heart. ''Darling-,''

''Come home. I want to be alone! I will go back to the store, said Alisa, immediately she passed and left Gilang pecking with her two children.

''Pi??''

Gilang. ''Come home. Grandma Pasyi is restless right now waiting for you. Papi will persuade your Mak huh?''

Ira and Lana nodded. ''We're home, Pi. Assalamualaikum..''

''Waalaikum salam.'' said Gilang.

After seeing his two children disappear around the corner with the nnersaulsar kiedu riding Alisa's matic motorbike, Gilang walked slowly towards Alisa's cake shop.

There he did not see his wife. There is only Fitri. Employees trust his cake shop.

''Where's Mother Fit?'' ask Gilang to Fitri.

Fitri surprised. ''Miss Gilang! astagfirullah! Shock me! Mother was at the top, she replied, Gilang nodded and immediately left Fitri who was looking at her employer's husband.

Aware of his absurd behavior, Fitri shook his head. He focused on the book in front of him.

While Gilang, he opens a black suit that is attached to his athletic body and attaches it to his arms.

He climbed up the stairs slowly after first opening his shoes. Arriving at the brown door, he stood up for a while and breathed a long breath.

''May you not be angry dear.'' muttered Gilang.

He held the door and opened it.

Chequek!

Door opens. He smiled when he saw Alisa was carrying out her duties. Seeing that, Gilang also went to the bathroom for ablution.

Their dhuhur time had already passed an hour ago.

''Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi.'' said Alisa as she turned to the right and left.

He sat for a while and meditated. Seems enough, Alisa immediately raised her hands up to pray.

Alisa did not realize, if Gilang had been behind her earlier. He smiled seeing his wife so solemnly performing his worship.

When she finished, Alisa mbuak mukenahny and looked back. ''Astaghfirullah! From when you were there, By!'' alisa exclaimed in a surprised voice.

Gilang chuckled, ''Saking solemnly you are not aware if I have been sitting behind you for a long time!''

''Uh ''eh? Iyeakah? It's just like smelling your perfume. I thought it was just a hallucination. It turns out right. hehe.sorry not aware of me!'' he said with a chuckle.

Gilang also chuckled, Yes, already. I pray first. After this we just talk!'' Alisa nodded.

Immediately he wore his instant hijab and passed down when he saw Gilang had started praying.

Arriving in the kitchen, the chef Alisa is surprised to see her boss there. ''Joh? Miss Alisa? Can we help you, ma'am?'' ask one of the cooks

Alisa smiled, There is no Arlan. I make juice for my husband. Fruit supplies are still there, right?''

''Yes, Mom! Please. We're back to work, ma'am?''

''Certainly. Just continue with your work. Don't mind me. Let's just say I'm invisible!'' seloroh Alisa's.

Four chefs chuckled at the words of his master. Alisa just smiled.

Ready with the juice, Alisa takes a tray and plates. It cuts moss pudding, caramelized sponge, and customer-ordered shrimp bakwan .

Because it was a lot more and still hot, Alisa took it and brought it up.

Arriving at the top, coinciding with Gilang who had just finished with his prayer. Gilang smiled as Alisa walked in carrying a tray of food and drinks.

''Wuaahh .. seger this. Good fit, drink juice! Eat fried! My address is fat!'' seloroh Gilang's.

Alisa laughing. Gilang also laughed. ''At the meal, By mumpung anget!''

Gilang. After that Gilang read the bismillah and started sipping his favorite juice.

Alisa is the same. Gilang stared at her intensely making Alisa nervous. ''What's By?''

Gilang smiled, he shifted his seat and opened Alisa's instant hijab. Gilang smiled as he looked at Alisa's straight hair, bunned.

''Beautiful!''

Alisa. ''Gombal!''

''Really darling. You are beautiful if you do not wear this hijab. I liked. Especially if you are ready to wash? So. sexyyy.. ffuuhh.'' whispered Gilang in Alisa's ear.

He breathed a warm breath in Alisa's ear, making the body of the adult woman suddenly goosebumps disco.

He scratched his lower lip. ''Don't here By.'' lirih Alisa still with her head down.

''Hem? Continues to? Wanna where? Masa' is it outside? Shameful atuh.''cloak Gilang in Alisa's ear.

He increasingly intensified his action, making Alisa can not last long. ''Ugghh.'' The moaning came out of his thin lips.

Gilang smiled. ''I miss you very much. Five days, my sea wood is wrinkled!''

Alisa looked up and ..

The cup!

Gilang kissed Alisa's pink pistil gently. Lubricating tasting and clenching with his left hand holding the nape of the wife.

Ugh..

Again, the sound was heard more and more often. Gilang increasingly aggressively tasting pink pistil owned by his wife.

Feeling increasingly hot, Gilang took off his pagutan and put their two eyebrows together.

Their breaths hunt each other for as much air as possible. ''I want you. Now and here!''

''Hem? In here?'' alisa asked still with a hunting breath.

''Yes, here.'' Gilang got up and locked the door of Alisa's room to rest.

Then he again sat on a small bed fit for two people only. Where Alisa is waiting for her with a smile.

Immediately begin the ritual. In that narrow room. There is AC available there. Because the store is stuffy.

The two of them reunited after five days delayed due to the incident of Alisa's fall from the bed causing Alisa's waist dislocated.

Ending with Gilang should fast for a week. But today? Gilang could not stand if it did not touch the flower pistil that was so beautiful presented before his eyes at this time.

The activity continues. Fitri who wants to call Alisa, because there is someone who wants to meet her wants to talk about the business problem of the bakery, undo his intentions. He stood in front of the door.

When I heard a strange noise from behind the closed room. Fitri sighed.

''I guess I'll hear this voice a lot in Miss Alisa's room? If it used to be, it's often lonely. At most the voice of Annisa or Rayyan who often makes a scene, Miss Alisa. Now then? Mr Boss! Hadeuhhh .. strengthen servant ya Robb. The sound is so disturbing my hearing! Patience.patience.'' murmured Fitri immediately down to meet Alisa's client.

While the couple was still gulping the sweetness of the newlyweds life. Especially Gilang.

The handsome young man was still very, very fit in that one thing. Hopefully Cebong Gilang quickly developed. Amiid...

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Hehehe.. lazy ah hot hot pop! Not even the style is pop!

There is hot papi! eh?

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