My Love Grows In Pesantren

My Love Grows In Pesantren
episode 30's



at night el was struggling with his laptop chattingan through social media with his friends in the city


chequeleked


the door opens, showing a male figure who just came from the mosque, after the Isya prayer, and, seeing el who focuses on his cool laptop chat with his friend but the eyes of ustadz faqih lead down the groin smooth because neglig el exposed upwards


"honey" call ustadz faqih, sit next to el


"eh mas already come, sorry mas not horrified earlier" said el while wanting to change his position but held by ustadz faqih


"it's a pity that it's okay" said ustadz faqih while leaning his head on el's shoulder "again what the hell" he asked


"this is another chat with friends in the city" replied el


"why not on the phone?" tanya ustadz faqih


"asik chatingan said let it not be lonely, than seeing his bucin bastian the same si rexsa said si ilham mas" replied el


"ouh, have you prayed, baby? " ask her again


"has it been, mas ko lama from his mosque? " ask and ask el


"mas was told to see first the garden that wants to harvest tomorrow the same abi" replied ustadz faqih while his hands that were originally on the shoulders now down to the hamstrings el, el, gently stroking regularly makes el stiffen


"mas ikh amused "kata el rebel but held ustadz faqih because his chin is on the shoulder el right, el right, ustadz faqih's right hand still continues to stroke el's thigh and now his left hand squeezes el's chest, making el groan unstoppable


it is known that el enjoyed the smiling Ustadz faqih, turned it over and immediately supported him who was still wearing a sarong


"mas wants ya dear" she asked in a hoarse voice


el resigned she followed what her husband said, although she will rebel but ustadz faqih can overcome it because the power of faqih is greater than him


tonight they do in various ways come along and style, although el continue to complain of cape but ustadzq faqih always stimulate it, touch the sensitive skin el and so that el squeeze the heat and ask faqih to enter it


"why is it still so cramped dear" asked faqih after they did it


"don't know, el cape is so sleepy, what time is it? " said el


el glared at the clock, "mas 1 o'clock, we started at 9 lo mas, "surprised el


"why dear? still want? if you want -" the word ustadz faqih was immediately cut by el


"pretty gold, really el cape, tomorrow again dear, we sleep first" said el spoiled while stroking the jaw of ustadz faqih


el's intention seduced him let ustadz faqih allow him to sleep but what he did instead made his desire lured back


"you woke her up, baby, you have to take responsibility" said Ustadz faqih, who squeezed her chest back


they did it once again, el just resigned to the behavior of her husband


at half-time they just finished and went to sleep


"beautiful dream" said faqih, stroking and kissing her forehead for a moment


ustadz faqih went down and put on his pants, he immediately cleaned the tissue he used earlier with el


"the tissue stock is thinning, you have to buy your ingetin tomorrow "monolog Ustad faqih and go to sleep immediately after his wife


umi mornings in sports with his cooking but now el enthusiastically want to help umi


"wah his rich cuisine is delicious" said Abi


"tasty dong abi, made umi delicious kept the food" said el sumringah


"you help el? " tanya abi immediately sat down and enjoyed the bakwan made by his wife


"gapa el, later you will also be able to cook," said Umi calmed her daughter-in-law while carrying coffee for abi


"iya el, continue to learn the same umi, so that later you can cook for your husband and children" said abi


"iya abi umi" el replied with a smile


"later you will rasain lo el, how happy if your child and husband eat greedily and even ask for additional results of your cooking" said Umi


"iya umi, pray el yes, so that el can quickly learn the cooking" said el


"and pray fast pass umi" timpal ustadz faqih from behind


"if you pass again" said el


"let us fast program children, you want to graduate first, cherish you to enjoy your adolescence "answer ustadz faqih


"mas" whined el because he was embarrassed to talk about the children's program in front of his parents-in-law


while the parents faqih, proud of ustadz faqih because they did not force el to get pregnant quickly,


"we don't force you el, enjoy your teenage years, we want you to be pregnant with you sincerely because umi know what it feels like to be pregnant and giving birth, so you enjoy your teenage years, you know, but you must not forget that you are married" Umi's advice


"yes, thank you" replied El


"yes, we better eat first" lerai abi


after they eat el help umi clean up the former eating umi, simple things but that are missed by oak after the long death of mami and papi


"el, umi will go to the plantation, you are at home, prepare for school tomorrow" said Umi


"umi's farm? " ask el


"yes, there is a vegetable harvest, the garden behind the cottage" explained Umi


"el can come along umi, el promise not to mess around anyway" pinta el


"you wanna come? but this is dirty lo el, a lot of his land" said Umi because tau el son of the city and very dear to his family


"iya umi, can y? " pinta el weld


seeing el memelas also Umi could not refuse "you permission first yes same your husband, or go with your husband, faqih who recorded the results of the plantation later" said Umi


"thank you, el ask ijindulu same mas faqih, el rose first umi" said el while hugging san kissed the cheek of umi


"there's the kid's behavior" Imithe saw el running enthusiastically


"mas. " said el.


"what dear?" said ustadz faqih who was already siao with his trouser stellan and t-shirt


"el wants to go to the mas garden, can ya? " pinta el


"can you, but dirty and hot do you want to? " ask the faqih


"you want it, you can" pinta el again


"yes let's go together" said ustadz faqih


"bentar mas, el change clothes first" girang el sepeeti allowed on vacation only


"my wife is different, if others must be ogah ogahan dirty dirt and hot heat is even this joy" monologue ustadz faqih ringing the head