Port of Love Sang Casanova

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Deg, Radit closed his eyes and clenched his hands. Should he come? Main room? The room was a room that gave happiness and also a good memory of himself along with his father and mother. Ten years passed, and he could not forget those memories. Memories are too beautiful that ultimately make him fall in a painful way.

Radit let out a long sigh, he walked towards the balcony. Radit gazing at the stars and moonlight that looked beautiful.

"Should I go in there? No, but I miss Nada. Oh, shitt. Aspersion.

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A dumbfounded tone looked at the luxurious room that was three times the size of the guest room. Beautifully designed room, he found a family photo painting. Mira looks like her mother-in-law, a handsome man who is so dignified and also a boy who is about 17 years old standing in the middle of both. It was Radit, her husband.

"Micel," said Nada.

Micel appears to be passing around in Nada's brain. Even that beautiful girl was able to endure Radit's stubbornness? Tone took a long breath. There are times when he will have to be able to make Micel and Radit to love each other.

Tone cleanses itself and takes ablution, performing its duty of worship to the Almighty, the ruler of the heavens and the earth.

After, finish performing the Isya and Sunah prayers afterwards. Now Nada looks at the lingerie patterned with flowers with a small string on her shoulders. Tone took a long breath. Out of the three choices, that was the only thing that was so blighted in his eyes. The tone reached for the lingerie set of cotton material, which was not as transparent as the other two which were like fishing nets.

Tone immediately to the bathroom and change her dress with lingerie giving grandmother.

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Radit looked up there, his heart as if it hurt to hear and remember his papa. The tone? is it true that he will not be as cruel as his mother who left his father? At the end, Radit stared at the television below. A security man looks to see a heart-cooling broadcast. The call to remember the Creator of the heavens and the earth in all circumstances.

Radit closed his eyes, even for a long time he did not prostrate. Then, is it still appropriate for him to complain to the Most Life-giving? I don't know, he's lost his way. The tone? The woman who had always made comfort in her heart was now in a place she hated. Then, if not to God he came back, to whom else?

Radit ran small towards the guest room, immediately he headed to the toilet and took ablution. Radit closed his eyes. His heart is very comfortable. Radit who is wearing a cocoa shirt and sarong is also peci. Now, throwing Sajadah, intending, then berkakbir mention the Name of the Most Life-giver. Until at the end of the rakaat prayer isya Radit said his greetings.

The shadow of committing adultery and so forth was clearly recorded in his eyes, broken in heart considering the various sins he committed. Is this what your dad needs there? Oh no, just the prayer that people expect who are now on the side of God. In fact, the ruler of heaven and earth was more fond of his papa so took it faster.

"This is the wainnailaihi rojiun, Verily all belong to Allah SWT and will return to him" Radit said.

Radit wiped away his tears, rubbing his face violently. Calm in his heart after complaining of wounds to the creator.

"Tone," she said. Aish, Nada is there. Radit immediately stood up, then cleared his prayer mat and walked towards the main room in his worship costume. The lights in the outside of the room were dark.

Radit walked towards his room, Radit closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. He must be sure that seeing his papa's photo no longer makes himself dissolve in sadness.

Radit opened the door, along with Nada coming out of the bathroom with a pink lingerie set. The wagging tone of her wet hair, the water droplets on her tie neck made Nada seem glowing and more seductive. In fact, Radit was able to ignore the painting on the wall depicting the face of his father, him and also his mother was only with the existence of Nada.

Radit stared at the beautiful creature that had not realized its existence. Tone, the woman who never showed her curves is now very tempting in the eyes of Radit. Leg tiered with lingerie set over thigh mang expose his smooth body. The arm of the hand just above the elbow shows his white hand which now moves agilely drying hair. Neck Tone, aish Radit swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

"Subhanallah, Most holy, you created a creature as perfect as my wife" Radit said

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The tone that realized a fallen facade looked surprised. Likewise with Radit, he was so surprised when his hand accidentally nudged the flower facet on the edge of the door. Radit and Nada looked at each other.

Their views met and locked each other. Tone looked surprised looking at the handsome creature. Raditha? Why when Radit dressed like that even himself like a seductive woman? The two looked at each other no matter what was on their minds.

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