Mystery of a Mate (Widow But Virgin )

Afraid of being tempted

It doesn't feel like Yasir and I have been together for a month. The relationship we live with the other lovers, give each other attention and every Sunday night I would be invited by Brother Yasir out even if it was just dinner.

No exception tonight, Brother Yasir will take me to his house for dinner. He lives in elite housing. Yasir's brother lives alone in this estate. Because he's been to this town.

Her parents said she lived in town X and her father turned out to be an official and had a lot of business. I know the info about his family not from him but from office friends first when he just worked in our office. Strange, son of a rich man koq want to be PNS? Sometimes I think about asking that, but I ponder.

It just so happened that Dad and Mama Abang Yasir came to this city, and this moment was made Brother Yasir for me to get acquainted with his parents, he said, because said Brother Yasir he was very serious about our relationship. If there is no obstacle next month he will propose to me and talk directly about the date of the wedding.

Of course my heart is very happy with what Brother Yasir said. I'm finally getting married too.

After work, I told my mother that later tonight would be invited by Brother Yasir out to dinner. I don't want to tell my mom that I will be introduced to her parents .

Mama's telling me." Son, mama noticed you so often now the same way with him. Remember son, we as women should be able to take care of ourselves. If he is serious, you do not want to be invited to date, remember age, you are not ABG anymore."

"Yes ma, I know that. Brother Yasir is not a bad man ma, he treats me politely and he says he is serious with me." I answered my mother's words and tried to convince my mother that Brother Yasir was a good man.

"Assynolt...." Tok.tok... I heard Brother Yasir's voice from outside.

" In bang !" I said by presenting my sweetest smile while opening the door as wide as - the width of handsome Brother Yasir once tonight. He wears a plain maroon shirt combined with black chinos and leather slip-on shoes. The color of our clothes is the same. I also wear maroon dress.

" Koq deserted deck, Daddy same mom where? Asked Brother Yasir while sitting on the brown sofa in the living room.

"Father is still in Masjid Bang , mama is in the room. Get me to call mom, huh ?" I said as I walked into my mom's room.

cekek. the door of my mother's room I opened, it turns out where was teaching after the Maghrib prayer.

" Ma, Brother Yasir has come!" I said while sitting on my mother's bed.

Mama and I both walked to the living room, Brother Yasir seemed to be playing his hape.

" Good night, Mom? How's it going?" Yasir's brother greeted as he greeted my mother's hand.

" Thank God, you're healthy, son of Yasir." Mama said.

" Mommy, ask permission to invite Rili to dinner as well as want to know your father and mother" said Brother Yasir seriously. I who heard that sentence came out from the mouth of Brother Yasir, reflexively looked towards mama. I saw my mother's expression was surprised too.

" Yes son, be careful on the road." said mama . Obviously the look on your face was asking me for an explanation, because I said this afternoon I just ate out not want to be introduced to the parents of Brother Yasir.

I shook my mother's hand as well as that of Brother Yasir.

Now we are in the car. Yasir's brother was driving at a moderate speed and he turned on the radio playing Naff's song (Later I found you) .

The song is very heartfelt. "Bikin baper ni song." I said slowly. "What did you say deck?" Brother Yasir asked while glancing at me. He seems to hear my words.

" So, I love this song. I finally found you.....!" Yasir's brother sang as his eyes glanced at me, then grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles and his right hand was still driving.

Getting such treatment from Brother Yasir, then my nervousness increased, my heart felt like a merathon. Oh my God, forgive this weak servant of yours. I murmured in my heart.

" Bang, why are we going this way? aren't we going to Brother's house ?" I asked with confusion, because the direction of the car driven by Abang Yasir drove not towards his home.

" Yes, we'll just go to hotel X. Dad and mom suddenly have important business at hotel X." said Brother Yasir, He still holds my hand.

We were in a private dining room at the hotel. In this room there is only one table and four chairs.

In the room already sat the parents of Abang Yasir . I reviewed a smile as sweet as possible and then shook the hands of my two future in-laws. I hope they will like and accept me as the wife of their child.

Don't ask me how I felt shaking hands with Abang Yasir's parents. My heart at that time I could not control, groggy. I was afraid of giving a bad impression that could result in our relationship not being condoned.

Yes, that's how life is, if we want to show a good impression, it must be destroyed. Even tonight everything is going well and I can be accepted by the parents of Abang Yasir as his son-in-law.

I sit to the right of Brother Yasir, to the left of Brother Yasir sits my Father-in-law (a uuppsssss PD really me yes, not yet so, I have imagined having in-laws) aware Rili.... I murmured in my heart.

To my right sits a beautiful, classy woman. His appearance still looks young, very contrasted with the Father-in-law (may very well be the daughter-in-law of this family.) Surely it was my mother-in-law. Hijihi...... I imagined again.

At the dining table there are so many menus that are served . There are meat steaks and a wide variety of seafood foods.

Silence was created in this room, suddenly Father Brother Yasir opened his voice.

" Whose name was that, son? said Father Brother Yasir.

"Where's the job?" Brother Yasir's mother asked as well.

" It's the same place where Brother Yasir works. I answered by Giving a smile to Mama Brother Yasir.

Then I glanced at Brother Yasir who was on my left. Brother Yasir smiled at me. His smile seemed to be the antidote to my groggy taste.

I saw that Brother Yasir's father was answering the phone, it seemed like he had some important business.

" Daughter, Daddy's with Mama first! continue the dinner with Rili." Said Father Brother Yasir while patting his son's shoulder. " Yes yeah."

Now we both live at the dinner table. "Do you like the food?" said Brother Yasir while putting the shrimp oyster sauce again on my plate.

" That's right, don't add any more. This is not over yet." Answer me with a little pampering.

" You have to eat a lot to be healthy and not thin." Said Brother Yasir with a little joking.

"What I'm skinny for? I don't think I'm skinny." Answer me with the jutek.

"You can't be skinny. If we are married, you cannot diet everything. Brother likes a full girl so it is better to bend it soft. Later if you want to sleep you do not need a mattress or springbed." said Abang Yasir.

"What does Brother mean?" I asked by pretending not to understand.

"Yes, Mattress Abang later you, every night Brother will sleep as you mattress." He said seriously.

"What's? Where Rili could afford that bang! That heavy body must be on my body all night. Ohhh..no!" I answered with horror.

" kwkwkwkwk..... You're so funny, baby, this is close to Brother." Said Brother Yasir while pulling my hand quickly and forcefully because I had refused to be close to him. Now I am sitting on his lap .

Yes ampyun ... If this is how he is I can be weak. Evidently when Brother Yasir's eyes met mine and my hands were now on his shoulders. Heart attack seems to be happening again. dug..dug .dug.... serrr.

Suddenly I kept my body away from the lap of Brother Yasir and stood weakly before him.

" Sorry ..! Brother got carried away. Don't be afraid, you don't mean to harass you. Brother loves you very much." Said Brother Yasir while leading me back to sit in the original place.

"Let's eat again "Yesir's brother took another steak to my plate. " It's just that I haven't eaten a bang, even plus again" I said with no taste.

"You should eat a lot to be fat, not skinny gini." He said, shifting his chair to sit closer to me.

"If you're fat, I don't want to be fat. I don't feel like seeing me anymore." I answered while weaving my lips.

"That lips should not be made so again , Later Abang sambar again just know the taste. Would you like to kiss that lip again ?" said Brother Yasir with winked eyes and a little teasing.

" That.dak...don't want." I answered while holding a glimpse of my lips that he had taken earlier his virginity.

" Don't want to reject his intent, right?" Yasir's brother teased me again.

" Son has stained my lips." I said with sadness.

" That's what you have to do, you don't want your lips touched by someone else." Answer it firmly.

"But, that's not the way to bang. we're not married." I protested.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Brother's release, can't help but get close to you." He answered while drinking water from my glass, then Brother Yasir inhaled the air around us and exhaled it again.

It seemed like Brother Yasir was stabilizing his passion. My hair is standing up, lest I also let go of my murmur.

This is the temptation of Satan. The Islamic teaching has clearly defined the boundaries of the relationship between men and women. If two people are both two then the third person is a demon who will tempt us to fall into sin.

I know it, but I still do it. Yes still want to be invited by Brother Yasir to meet.

I don't know why everyone sees Brother Yasir. I felt like I had known him for a long time, his face was like a stranger. This face is like I saw years ago. I don't want to lose you bang.! My whisper in my heart.

Seriate.

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