Our Baby
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"let's ask Sasha for nyopotin this jewelry." said Fitha
"Our fiiiith" said Sasha lirih, he was embarrassed if Faishal helped release a lot of accessories that stick from his head to his body.
"liar cepet, want to pray this dzuhur." said Fith, his hands are very deft to clean the jewelry in Sasha's traditional clothes, mama Fitha was deft to put the jewelry into the place that has been prepared while counting it.
Faisal sat behind Sasha and was at first confused as to how to help this. After he saw Fitha he just started. The plan is very slow, making Fitha anxious.
"sister! don't take it too slowly." said Fitha smilingly looking at the two people in front of her who just got married, looking very awkward.
"i'm not afraid I'll have Sasha." Reply Faishal who is still careful to release one by one edits in the head of Sasha.
"Yaudah here Fitha aja, brother help release the necklace well" said Fitha then switch to release the edit in the head of Sasha.
"sick ain't sha?" asked Fitha as she quickly removed one by one the hair ornaments.
"ga koq, go ahead" said Sasha
Faisal looked confused as to how to take off his necklace. He was actually not so focused because he was nervous to see the neckline of Sasha's level.
"it's here so that Fitha all will." said Fitha bobbing head
"he sorry" Faishal replied while scratching his neck that did not itch finally he waited on the other side of the mattress until it was finished while always looking at Sasha.
"finally it's over too, but I picked up your copy" said Fitha Sasha just nodded.
"sister! here's his shirt" Aldo came to give a bag containing Faishal's clothes and he immediately left.
"where are you going?" faisal asked in surprise, his sister seemed to want to leave immediately.
"it was awaited by the sister, he said he wanted to be taught hunting meatballs typical here, for brother Alman just as bastian came too. We're staying. bye!" Aldo left the bridal chamber, at the door he passed by Fitha.
"where are you going!" fitha
"there's!" Aldo only answered briefly and then left, he had time to catch the jidat Fitha when passing by. He left with his ugly smile.
"sick! so nosy!" Fitha grimaced then rubbed her forehead.
"didn't look at him!" said Fitha while pouting
"hahahha so be a mate, he must be bucin with you" said Sasha
"Ga may be the playboy's shirt." Fitha handed over the dress she took in the next room.
"will still be single Fith, try already anyone has, not going where he went." Faishal chimed in.
"you guys mentang mentang dah nimah really compact ya ngerjain me."
"we don't know that Fitha is a pity just a doain." replied Sasha then her cheeks were pinched by Fitha with anxiety, they finally laughed.
"let's copy her clothes to pack mama.let's say we pray first." invite Fitha to the mama who looks finished applying makeup and wedding jewelry.
"iya fith later aqu put his clothes on the fittings yes." Sasha pointed at Mama Fitha's bag.
"okay!" Fitha and the mother passed from the bridal chamber and did not forget to close the door.
"mas copy first I go out well" said Sasha, for him there is no way they copy clothes together in the room.
"just go to the bathroom" said Faishal awkwardly but still showed his smile.
"oh yaudah, I'll switch to the bathroom." replied Sasha who also smiled
Faishal brought his clothes to the bathroom, he came out of the room while closing the door.
Sasha was relieved Faishal had come out, he intended to change clothes just now. When wearing a new dress bought by his aunt he found it difficult when pulling the zipper from behind because it was stuck. Sasha tried to pull him slowly.
the cheque! the door to the room is open
Faishal became still stunned to see what was in front of him, as well as Sasha he did not expect Faishal to be finished and he forgot to lock the door.
Then Faishal quickly closed the door and looked for a pastic bag that he would use to drop his dirty clothes. He tried to pretend to not see anything in front of him. Though he was very fluttering.
"i want to wudhu first." Faishal intends to leave by trying not to see Sasha who is currently standing in front of the wall so that his exposed back is no longer visible. Sasha was really nervous, embarrassed, mixed up, she was also upset why this resliting should be jammed.
"ma mas! can you ask for help?" sasha said hesitantly, she couldn't possibly scream for someone outside.
"how is it?"
"help narik thisih, hehe sorry ngrepotin" he said with an awkward laugh
"oh okay." Faisal returned to behind Sasha.
Sashapun uncomfortable, and pounding thump. Embarrassed? evidently. But then again gradually he had to get used to it because he had married the man behind him at this time. All parts of her belong to her husband. Sasha's just not ready. He was worried and not ready if Faishal would give him another surprise like when he was in the car.
Faishal long enough to try to pull it turns out there is a strand of sasha's hair stuck there.
"how can you?" Sahsa tried to start the conversation because they had been silent since.
" it's got hair coming in here, beware well." replied Faishal who is currently focused on removing the stuck hair, Saaha can only scratch.
The sreeettt! finally resliting can be pulled smoothly. Faishal put Sasha's hair back. Fashal doesn't know if his cute wife is currently pounding in front of him.
"already, yuk pray worshippers huh? I'm imamin." Faishal said, Sasha turned her body around smiling and nodded
Faishal pulled Sasha's hand suddenly, Sasha was surprised but did not refuse, Faishal took her out of the room and to the place where the water faucet is usually used for ablution. Then they went back to the room and prayed together. After praying, Sasha kissed Faishal's palm, and Faishal responded by kissing Sasha's head. Sasha's body becomes stiff. He wanted to then look down, the red hue on his face was very visible.
"still embarrassed?" said Faishal who looked at his wife looking down embarrassed, holding Sasha's hand.
"We're the same forever?" faishal
"yes, guide me well, I may not be as perfect as the woman you once knew."
The cup!
Sasha's eyes twinkled, she did not expect Faishal to kiss her lips.
Faisal could only smile at her. Then he poked Sasha's nose with his index finger and stood folding the prayer mat and holster he was wearing, and sat on the edge of the mattress.
Sashapun quickly regained consciousness, he folded his prayer equipment quickly. He was confused after this how he should treat faishal. He really wants fitha to come so that the atmosphere of his wedding room is again crowded, not only the two of them again.
Tok!
"come in!" answer Fitha
"oh mother! why ma'am?" sasha's mother came
"Take your husband to eat, it's been awaited by other families. Son Faisal let's go out to eat!" said the Mother
"iya ma'am Faishal is there." Faishal replied politely.
They went out of the room, it turned out that there had been gathered by Fitha and her parents, mother and father and all the om and aunt Faishal and grandmother Sasha and father Sasha's mother.
"he's dead already out."
"Here dear sitting next to the mother." invite binda to Sasha who directly obeyed Sasha
"very long in the room? what's up?" asked Fitha Kepo, Sasha so blushed her cheeks, she smiled shyly.
"hush Fitha! don't disturb the new donk!" said Mama Fitha, Fitja so chuckle while covering her mouth.
"Kalo still want two in the room back again aja gapapa koq dear." Mother followed them both
"mother don't do that, Sashanya will be embarrassed you know." Faishal tries to get Sasha out of the mother's temptation.
"chieee who belain wife." ledek Fitha
"ssstttt, little boy!" faishal said to Fitha,
"Hahhha when I was a child." fitha chuckled
"Which aldo is it, Alman ma bastian is also koq ga there?" ask mom to find her three young men.
"he said hunting meatballs ma chicks here bun" Faishal replied
"What??? ma'am girl? what a hell of an effort they are." Fitha jutek
"it's so jutek, yes there after." Sasha said with a smile
"wrong! just so, I want to walk also later ma Riyan." said Fitha did not want to lose
"yes yes."
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**haiiii
guess after this Aldo scolded ya ma Fitha????
the next yahh**
