MY PRIESTLY CANDIDATE

EAT TOGETHER?

Hanafi's breakfast order has arrived all in his hotel room. The table in front of the TV is full of menus. Hany was still under her blanket and embarrassed to come down and sit down for breakfast.

"Damn ... Where the stomach is laper, the smell of the food is tempting again," said Hany under the blanket.

His stomach has been struggling for food but has not yet been realized. Because since the night Arsy has not eaten again except for the wedding reception. It was also Mama Amalia who took the initiative to take it.

Hanafi looks over at the fig bed. He chuckles in his heart. He knew Hany wasn't sleeping, clearly visible from the thick blanket that was rapidly deflating. It shows Hany is awake.

"If you want to eat here, don't grumble under the blanket" said Hanafi slowly.

Hanafi is still focused on watching his favorite Disney cartoons. Despite the title of ustad, the childish nature and its efficacy also remain.

Deg ...

Hany held her breath from inside the blanket. Both of his eyes were glaring. His body felt stifled and began to sweat. It has started to feel pengab but it is impossible that he got off the bed and walked and sat sweetly memeaki this fisherman's shirt. I don't use the Daleman anymore. Can - can Hany in lunge not yet in this time.

"Huh ... How huh? Laper's really, really," his great-grandson started to get upset on his own.

There is a sense of pro-cons in him. There was a whisper of an angel speaking softly in his ear. 'You're already LEGIT, so what do you have to do. Good too, if you make your Husband passionate about you, it will be a reward for you.'

But, Satan hell also comes whispering things that make Hany also become frightened. 'You know, if you eat and you curse that shirt. Then you will be destroyed by your husband. Your virginity is gone and it's sick rasany.'

'Don't listen to the word Satan. You choose worship and get reward, or do you want to disobey your husband?' whispered angel.

'You're like a night woman wearing that net. Your husband is only lust ahead" whispered the devil.

'It's a uniform for worship. It is better to do that in front of your husband than in front of a man who is not his mahram, ' the angel whispered.

"ENOUGH. Shut up." cried Hany under the blanket while throwing away the angel and demon to go far from her mind.

Common sense must be executed according to logic and reality. Slowly Hany opened her blanket. His hunger makes his prestige and self-esteem should be lowered a little.

Hanafi has since seen the movement of HAny and remains engrossed in watching disney without any interference.

Blankets from Hany's body were flicked. Slowly his feet got off the bed and walked towards Hanafi who was focused on the big TV in front of him.

With quick steps, Hany sat down sweetly beside Hanafi and spoke softly.

"Na laper Pak Ustad," said Hany slowly.

"Eh ... There's a pretty girl. So sexy. I'm also a laper" Hanafi said slowly.

"Can you eat?" ask hany slowly. His position here is indeed a wife. But the one who paid for everything was Hanafi. The car's price is also in the boarding school garage.

Hanafi small.

"Can. There are conditions." replied Hanafi who felt pretentious in need now.

"Condition? Is that Mr Ustad's wife? Want to go to breakfast there must be a condition?" ask Hany honestly.

"Ohh ... Have you admitted that my wife?" tanay Hanafi was gentle as she stared fixedly at Hany who sat still and returned the gaze.

"Yes dong.This is the proof?" hany said while showing her wedding ring. And that way he stuck alone with his words.

"Means I can eat dong too?" hanafi asked as he blinked his one eye.

"Eat together?" tanay Na slowly.

"Here must be together. When I eat alone?" ask Hanafi slowly. His gaze became more and more sharp.

"God ... That's fine." replied Hany quickly. He didn't know it was a trick question.

"Really? Can you?" hanafi asked trying to be sure.

"Yes can. Yuk eat," said Hany slowly.

Hany threw her gaze and looked at the fruit pie in front of her. Just now his hand was about to reach for the fruit pie.Hanafi's hand immediately grabbed him.

"Isn't we eating together?" ask Hanafi slowly. Suddenly, Hany's body was pushed and stretched on the sofa and Hanafi's position was on it.

"Pa - Uncle Ustad? Mr. Ustad, what's up on Na?" ask Hany to panic.

Hanafi only looked at Hany's worried face. That position made Hany no longer wart under him. Hanafi's hand rubbed gently Hany's cheek.

Then, her lips started to draw closer to Hany's face and made the girl close her eyes.

Pt ...

Hanafi only dyed Hany's adorable chubby cheeks.