Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..

Tombalist

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The dining table is finished in the clean after dinner, now all family members are chatting in the family room which is dominated by snow white. Sitting in the middle of the husband's family, without a husband next to him is indeed very unpleasant. And even more annoying for Nuril is, Gus Ali left Nuril at the home of Gus Ali's parents, after the reception was over three days ago. Fortunately for Nuril, her husband's family has known her for a long time and considers Nuril like her own child.

In one corner of the room, Abi Farid was sleeping on his stomach with Gus Yolan the second son of Mbak Afiqah riding on Abi Farid's back, while Mother Ikah massaged Abi Farid's legs. Meanwhile, Ms. Afiqah herself was checking the results of Ning Kia's study. And what about Nuril. Nuril just continued to pay attention to the whole movement of everything, while answering all the questions placed on him.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Gus Nayif's bass voice broke all their excitement, and quickly Gus Yolan immediately descended from Abi Farid's back and ran towards Abinya's embrace.

"Wa'alaikumussalam.." Answer compact everything, Ma'am Afiqah immediately welcomed the hands of her husband, as soon as then was busy with the innate Gus Nayif.

Nuril was still looking at where Gus Nayif had come to while wishing that the person who had gone with Gus Nayif three days ago would also return today. But, his hope was in vain, because after some time there was still no one who appeared from there.

Nuril's attitude like that, seems to be realized by Mother Ikah. "Where did Mas Nayif really go..?" Ask Mother Ikah, after Gus Nayif sat with Gus Yolan in his lap.

"Ali there's still one business, Nda." Gus Nayif said casually.

"It's Abi's fault." Mba Afiqah said once again into the family room with a tray containing several cups of tea.

"Kok being the wrong Abi.?"

"Abi who told Ali to go with Mas Nayif, it should be able to be represented by Mas Naufal. Where's the newlyweds again." Bluss, Nuril's face immediately reddened to hear the words of Afiqah Mbak. "Mas Nayif also that, why Ali was not invited directly home."

There was no sound to answer Mbak Afiqah's nagging, just that Nuril felt the oxygen around him felt thin along with pairs of eyes that were staring at Nuril.

"So when did Ali come.?" Continue Afiqah, and make Nuril put his ear while hoping what he will hear will not make him wait again.

"No idea, Mi. Ali just told Juju not to wait for him tonight." Gus Nayif kalem.

"Huh, you son." Grutu Mbak Afiqah's. And so Nuril did not really hear what was discussed, because Nuril's mind had flown high to meet the person who for three days was so cruel to leave him without news.

The clock seemed to rotate so slowly, that Nuril had turned several times towards the wall clock still around 09 hours less. And once Mother Ikah told Nuril to rest, Nuril without hesitation immediately rose from his place and wanted to see the room as soon as possible not for a quick break, but for his cellphone.

Sitting on the bed in the cold, Nuril continued to massage the flat object in his hand. While his lips were unceasingly continuing to mumble, I don't know what he muttered. Then, put the phone on the nightstand with a little rough.

"Like it. I won't call you first." Nuril said while moving to the bathroom with all of them grabbed a nightshirt in the form of a negligee made of Balinese cotton.

Out of the bathroom Nuril turned off her room lights, and climbed into the bed. Her beautiful eyes do not want to be closed for a while, just in every time her eyes closed the face of Gus Ali dominated it. Is it like this miss..? The answer should be yes, only Nuril is too jaim to admit that his heart has been filled by longing.

Layahan Nuril shifted his body and leaned his body on the back of the bed. Back his hand has grabbed his phone, already in the notya conversation application and seen profile photo Gus Ali. Type delete, type delete, and so on until time moves quickly and all Nuril can write is just one sentence.

"When to go home. Heart on the road." And still the same, one tick only up to half an hour. So Nuril decided to take a break.

Nuril felt part of her body numb, also at once felt a large hand wrapped around her waist, right in the hours of Nuril's waking habit. The sigh of a person who was very possessive in his face from behind was also able to make Nuril's fine feather bristles bristle, because it was right on Nuril's neck without any coating.

Slowly Nuril tried to release himself from his Husband's confinement, yes of course it was Gus Ali who was hugging Nuril from behind. However, the owner of the hand actually tightens it while speaking with a distinctive hoarse tone of people wake up.

"Let it be like this for a minute. I've only slept for a while." Said Gus Ali with his arms tightened.

Nuril was unable to move his body let alone that, to speak, Nuril was unable to, afraid that if someone who was holding him realized with the pounding Nuril who was as crazy along with the soft kiss that Gus Ali landed on Nuril's open shoulder.

"It's far more intoxicating than wine." Gus Ali said slowly.

"When sampean comes." Lirih Nuril with a slightly trembling voice.

"Middle of the night maybe." Answer Gus Ali. "How is the day with Mother, what is fun.?"

"It's so much fun, and Mother never changes at all." Answer Nuril.

"Ndhok Kia is also very entertaining." Tweets Nuril.

"You like..? Nuril just nodded slowly in response to Gus Ali. "If it's Yolan.?" Ask Gus Ali.

"Like, he's also very funny. They're like Nana's children."

"Well, if you like it, we can have two like Ndhok Kia and Yolan." Nuril immediately coughed a great cough hearing the words of Gus Ali. So that makes Gus Ali release his arms and sit cross-legged while watching Nuril.

In the eyes of Nuril Gus Ali looks even more handsome with his hair messy, and so does what Gus Ali saw with Nuril.

Tying her hair as Nuril rushed up from the bed and stepped away from Gus Ali who was still looking at Nuril, as if without getting bored Gus Ali continued to herd his eyes to explore the face of Nuril's ayu, until Nuril disappeared behind the bathroom door.

Nuril's wet face is getting older ayu, making Gus Ali still feel at home for a long time looking at him, until the owner of the beard with the behavior of her husband.

"Wake up. Refresh until you don't want to sleep anymore." Nuril said while giving Gus Ali a towel.

"I guess my sleep will be in vain.? Said Gus Ali as he grabbed the towel that was on the gozukan Nuril for him.

Nuril frowned, not knowing what Gus Ali was saying. "Why.?" He also asked Nuril.

"Because opening your eyes and continuing to look at you is much more beautiful than the dream of meeting a thousand angels." Gus Ali.

"Basic of the mongrel." Cebik Nuril then quickly used his mucus.

"I told you, I'm not a tombal."Said Gus Ali then got up and walked slowly towards Nuril. "I just want to be home to you, as far and as comfortable as you are anywhere else, to me is the most comfortable place to come back. Trophies." Gus Ali continued by leaving a soft kiss on Nuril's cheek to make Nuril glued in place.

"I like your cheeks that are padlocked first, Ju. More tender, although if I may be honest it tastes the same anyway, just as sweet." Gus Ali continued again while chuckling amusedly at the reaction of Nuril who was still fixated with a hand that stroked his cheek.

"Mas Aiii...." Pekik Nuril was restrained while throwing Gus Ali with a prayer mat to be stretched. While Gus Ali himself had run into the bathroom with a burst of laughter as soon as he realized that his sing had started to run amok.

"Sliced like it used to be as a child." Gus Ali said so in the bathroom still with a smile that currently feels cheap on his lips. Maybe because Gus Ali had found the reason his smile stayed on his face.

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Waiting for their sweet sweetness well, less afdol if not in making a mess first..😅😅😅

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