My Love Grows In Pesantren
episode 31
in the plantation el is very enthusiastic to see a variety of vegetables, the soil here is very good when in vegetable crops
the plantation of one of the cottage businesses to finance the disadvantaged santri, besides plantations there are also farms and ponds, and all that take care are alumni of the cottage
"wah very broad mas, " said el
" yes, baby, "answer
el approached the men who were picking cucumbers and ustadz faqih continued to accompany him
" how are the cucumbers in the pickle? " said el
the farmers who were picking cucumbers turned their heads, and were surprised that his son-in-law Pak Kyai came to the garden
"eh neng said to kebon" asked the man
"want to see vegetables, said Umi there are harvesting vegetables" replied el
"this is also another neng harvest, chosen that is worth selling" he said
"ouh, is that not in the picture? " ask el
"still small neng, if the right one is sold like this" he explained that only in bales oh doang sama el
ustadz faqih felt jealous when the men were looking at el in amazement, directly hugging el's waist possessively
"sad he said he wanted to nemenin umi, umi again there" said ustadz faqih
"ouh yes, you go there" said el
"mas here first darling, want nyatet already weigh" said ustadz faqih
"yes" answered el running
seeing that Umi was helping the harvest workers, el without feeling disgusted to help them, the first thing you ever did but instead made her happy, somehow his former cheerfulness came back after he settled in the cottage
during the day they decided to go home, after a break and prayer dzuhur back to relax his body
chequeleked
"honey" said ustadz faqih
"hm"
"you haven't eaten yet, eat yuk first? " bring ustadz faqih
"mas" said el
"what dear?" she answered while stroking her hair
"purchase seblak" said el
"yes come" said ustadz faqih
el and ustadz faqih decided to make a road first considering that tomorrow has begun to enter the school and today the last santri came to the cottage
"mas is a little sad, I have me" said El
"yes, baby" he answered
many visitors at the stalls here, although only a street food about the taste of five is not in doubt, the food ustadz faqih invite him here
"pedas mas" said el after feeling a spicy sensation in his mouth
"you have no mas? it doesn't matter how rich you are" said Ustadz faqih
"not this one" said El
sweat splashed on the face el, delicious when eating spicy that is very el like, from the first he really likes spicy food, spicy food,
"mana leaves" muttered el after looking at his desk with no tissue
"this is the mas tissue," said visitors there by continuing to pay attention to it which is only in the ustadz faqih
el was very angry and very hot mood at this time, already sultry because of the pungency now her mood was hot see her husband in the attention of many women
"mas, what about our son? her momy was even cool eating spicy gini" she asked in a rather loud voice and stroked her queen's stomach
ustadz faqih directly raise his eyebrows next to, after knowing the meaning of el, he followed the drama that you made
"insya alloh they don't why napa dear" said his stroking his wife's flat stomach "yes, right dear? " take a chat with his wife's flat stomach as if what she said was his true wife
"ouh already have a wife, it was still single" said the visitor there
"yuk akh unplug, do not need to be an actor" said they
el laughed when after the visitor had left and ustadz faqih still shriveled the flat stomach of el
"what is this gold? " the word el releases ustadz faqih's hand in his stomach
"come home" said ustadz faqih with a sharp eye sirot
"Ustadz faqih still tightly grasped el's hand, he let go of his grip when he wanted to enter and replace the continued stroking of el's stomach with his left hand, and the right tanga kept driving
" mas, amused from earlier you elus" said el
"somewhat dear" said ustadz faqih, his hand moved to the thigh el by continuing on his elus thigh el
el who knew her husband was desirous of her also let him
after arriving Ustad faqih immediately entered and took el's hand
"dine first" exclaimed umi
"later mi" replied faqih coldly and continued to hold el's hand to her room
umi who felt the coldness of the faqih earlier, continued to pray so that they would not have any major problems
"ustadz faqih instantly locked the door and activated his soundproofing
"mas you why the hell? " ask el wonder
but ustadz faqih attacked her without answering, she continued to lick el's neck and forcibly undress el, she said,
el can only resign with her husband's perverted attitude
the continuous groans, to how many times el reached its peak but not yet with ustadz faqih, after feeling that it would reach its peak, the faqih directly uprooted and gushed it on the outside,
faqih immediately collapsed on the side of el and el cleaned up first her husband's act
after feeling enough to cool her husband's emotions, el stroked her husband's mane
"mas really why? " tanya el by continuing to stroke her husband's mane
"mas kelp equals you el" he replied with his eyes still closed
"but why? " ask el again
ustadz faqih was sitting leaning on the head of the bed with a blanket covered half his body because he was still naked and el had used his kimono
"the horror here" pinta Ustad faqih on el
"mas was the same as you because you were kidding about children, and stupid mas even responded to your jokes, mas emang hope to have children from you, but mas do not want you burdened, but mas do not want you burdened, moreover, you are still in school and will take the national exam later, mas do not want if you are pregnant in a state of many thoughts, and you will not want to be pregnant, not yet this task that task even if the exam practice can be physically exhausting and it can endanger you and your future child later, so mas agreed to postpone your pregnancy it, and then, for your safety and health later, moreover, otu children are not jokes el, but gifts that we must live because in them there is a trust for us" explained ustadz faqih
"sorry mas, earlier el furious, many women who pay attention to you" said el lirih with his head down
ustadz faqih raised el's chin and gave a glimpse of el's lips
"it's wrong mas also, sorry mas can not talk in an emotional state and mas do not want to simulate you so mas vent frustration in this way so that the heart is calm and we can talk" obviously ustadz faqih brought el into his arms,
