Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..

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"Are you deliberately inviting me in with that outfit, Ju." Gus Ali's heavy voice was a little hoarse. The hoarse that made Nuril afraid just to return the gaze of Gus Ali. Nuril's legs seemed to be fixated in place, as Gus Ali's steps drew closer to him.

"Accordingly in use." Nuril looked up with a feeling of relief, as Gus Ali thrust a paper bag at him.

"Mukena..?" Nuril Gumam.

Gus Ali squinted his eyes at Nuril who was searching the contents of the paper bag he gave. "Dzuhur's gone by, Ju. You didn't want to bring a change of clothes."

Nuril sighed softly, regretting her carelessness. But, who would have thought would experience such incident in the pool. "All right." Slowly Nuril and immediately put on a mukena in his hand.

In the busyness of Nuril preparing their prayer mats, tucked in the mysterious smile of Gus Ali. And the smile then disappeared along with Nuril's activities finished. Stepping forward with certainty, Gus Ali took his position. Pouring love to the owner of love, then the word toyyibah continues to scatter in the air along with the two lips that rhythmically echo the greatness of God with all his great names.

After the long recitation, Gus Ali got up first while Nuril was still stuck in his place complete with his face.

Disentangling his black hair, Gus Ali put the peci on the nightstand. And observed Nuril with his ignorant smile. Gus Ali knows that Nuril is in a delta. And, Gus Ali enjoyed the sight. "No plans to open your face, Ju.?"

Glancing briefly at Gus Ali, Nuril pursed his lips. "Still want deres." Answer Nuril.

"Come here then. I want to take it." Gus Ali patted the couch beside him.

"It has to be that.?"

Gus Ali did not answer him, only continued to stroke the place beside him. Nuril got up from his place and headed towards Gus Ali and sat not too close to Gus Ali.

"Don't be far away, I won't hear it later." Gus Ali grabbed Nuril's arm and dragged him slowly.

Nuril clucked slowly. Not upset by the treatment of Gus Ali, Nuril was upset with his chest that continued to beat violently when he came into contact with Gus Ali.

"Let's get started." The whisper of Gus Ali in Nuril's ear made Nuril flinch. Why should whisper too, even though speaking normally can also be. Aih, just basic Gus Ali who likes to tease Nuril.

After swallowing his hard-earned saliva, Nuril had begun to meditate on his leisure. And, it is not expected that this is the most beautiful way of making a living in the history of Nuril. In the bush by her Husband, while stabbing the caress of a soft caress in Nuril's head.

"Shadaqallahul adzim." Close Nuril after completing one juz which is quite ngosan. Ngos ngosan because the chest that continues to be marated by the sweet treatment of Gus Ali.

"Can be off now." Gus Ali said as his hand pulled Nuril slowly. At the pull of Nuril's head slowly by Gus Ali and rested on his shoulder, while Gus Ali's hand continues to hold it and occasionally leave a trace in the ubun Nuril.

"Ijen Crater, looks like it'll be a good place for us to go, Ju." Gus Ali.

"Why should I go there.?" Nuril asked confusedly.

"Because you love adventure." Answer Gus Ali.

"It's been fun too."

Gus Ali chuckled softly. "It'll look capitalless if it's just here."

"It's okay, that's with you." Grep, Nuril immediately felt Gus Ali's arm tighten on his shoulder as soon as Nuril finished with her speech.

"You really seduced me, Ju." Gus Ali lifted Nuril's head and turned towards him.

Nuril could only continue to look down as Gus Ali's shady eyes continued to invade his reddened face like a tomato with perfect maturity. And Nuril's chest grew more crazy along with the lifting of Nuril's chin until the eyes of the two collided with each other to fill their respective shadows.

"Wa min ayatihi an khalaqa lakum min anfusikum azwajal litaskunu ilaihi wa ja ala bainakum mawaddataw wa rahmah, inna fi zalika la ayatail liqaumiy yatafakkarun." Nuril widened his eyes by the whisper of Gus Ali. And Nuril must admit that Gus Ali is very panda in taking the moment.

"Goup." One kiss landed friendly on the tip of Nuril's lips and it was very soft. "I don't want to be selfish by asking for my rights without your permission. And I don't want to rush because we know the same, it's our first." Continue Gus Ali while drowning Nuril's face reddening in his arms.

Nuril just continued to be silent without being able to say a word while enjoying the rhythm of Gus Ali's chest which also blared like his chest. I really want Nuril's hand to feel the scars of Gus Ali's lips that leave warm at the end of his lips. However, Nuril's hands did not have enough guts for fear of removing the marks there.

For some time they continued to drown in silence. Trying to neutralize each other's chest by filling the mind how beautiful together they both are, there is no barrier without sin actually produces a reward from every strand of the word that seduces and soft touch that adores.

"It's time people came home, Ju. Do you intend to dominate me here." Taking off the hand that was coiled around Gus Ali's waist with a rough Nuril immediately turned his back on Gus Ali.

"Sampean who keeps hugging me. Not me." Ketus Nurill.

Gus Ali chuckled while persuading Nuril to stare at him. However, Nuril was quite chuckling with his attitude. I don't want to see Gus Ali's face. "If you are not satisfied you can continue later after Asar."

"No need." Cut Nuril quickly.

Gus Ali's hand groped Nuril's back slowly making Nuril lend a helping hand. "Unless you want.. " Gus Ali hung up his words.

"What.?"

"It's okay." Gus Ali answered while rubbing his neck misbehavior as Nuril turned back quickly. Gus Ali glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of his room, then stood up quickly as soon as he realized the long hour hand was already in the number six while the short needle was between the number twelve and one.

"I have to see them soon, Ju. If you want to cook for lunch you can find fresh vegetables at the end of the garden and for that you have to wait for me." Said Gus Ali, and Gus Ali was ready to leave Nuril with a confused face without being able to say a question, because Nuril was too confused about where to start the word from.

Gus Ali turned back as soon as he was almost at the door. "If you choose a break to prepare for tonight you can also." Gus Ali semkin widened his smile when he saw Nuril's face that was getting flushed by his words. "Oh yes, there are some sheets of your clothes in the left closet. Don't keep wearing my shirt if you don't want me to pounce on you."

Gus Ali laughed with satisfaction at Nuril's gaping expression of disbelief in Gus Ali's ignorance. If you already know Nuril's clothes are here, why not tell Nuril from the beginning. And Gus Ali must have done it on purpose to prank Nuril. To make Nuril growled half dead without being able to do anything other than continue to mutter his name while squeezing the tip of the shirt he wore until it was dirty.

"Mas Ai, Mas Ai. Why should I be trapped again by you. But, I like it."

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