Qibla Love A

Make Me Your Whole Wife

Aisya continued to hug Arion, without wanting to let go again. The girl was happy, because her husband started to remember - although still slowly.

But it doesn't matter, Aisya will wait patiently for Arion's memory to come back completely.

"Will you not have dinner? it's 8 o'clock," murmured Aisya slowly.

The girl in long sleep clothes could not move her body, because apart from her two hands perfectly coiled in Arion's stomach, her husband did the same to her.

After performing Isya prayers, Arion and Aisya choose to stay in the room. In addition to the condition of the house is quiet, because Grandma Imma is joining Grandma Mar to study at the home of her distant relatives - a pair of halal lovebirds also want to vent the longing that arrived to come.

Though for a few weeks the two of them were always together, but somehow - after Arion's memory slowly returned, the longing was increasingly suffocating.

"Again hungry" said Arion slowly.

More sounds like muttering, because the man enjoys the fragrance that emanates from the hair of the Angel. Arion clutches the body of the girl, whom she loves as they grow up to be teenagers - and it turns out that they are now both married.

Arion had no idea that he could marry the girl he admired from afar. Even now Arion can hold tightly to a beautiful body, which he could not reach.

"Later sick,"

Aisya looked up, one hand outstretched to touch Arion's resolute jaw that was beginning to overgrow with fine fur. Aisya rubbed it slowly, leaving both of Arion's eyes closed from enjoying it.

"If you think you're going to continue, you can be Khilaf-Ai" murmured Arion.

The man tightened his eyes even more, as Aisya's springy fingers began to descend into his neck area. Suppressing the gnarled bulge that was there, even Aisya gently stroked the area - making Arion growl restrained.

"Khilaf why?" tanyanya polo's.

Even now Aisya had already focused her chin on the chest of the Arion field. Both her eyes looked perfectly at the area of her husband's face. Aisya could see clearly, the jakun Arion moved in rhythm as her husband swallowed.

"Ai," he remembered.

"Why? is Bang Rimba not ready to be Ais's husband, completely?"

Aisya's speech came to a halt, as she felt her body being overpowered by someone quickly. Even Aisya did not realize that Arion had reversed their position.

"Abang is just afraid you are not ready Ai," whispered Arion asductive.

One hand of the man went down the pretty face of Aisya, to get rid of the haircut that covered her. Aisya's lips clenched, as she saw the fog of passion begin to gather in both of her husband's eyes.

As a normal man, Aisya understood what Arion needed right now.

And again, Aisha also did not want to be the wife of the ungodly-devoted angel for not being able to fulfill her duty as a wife.

"It's ready" he said.

Netra the two are together, linked to each other, as if not to be interrupted. Aisya raised both corners of her lips when she saw Arion's tense face. He was sure that this man was as nervous as he seemed, this was his second first experience - yet knew what to do as his opening.

"You sure?" arion asked to confirm, not that he did not believe or did not want to touch Aisya as he should.

But since her memory has not returned 100%, Arion fears that Aisya is not ready - because of her memory.

But when he saw the sweet smile that Aisya gave him, Arion again had to hold his breath.

"Make Ais Bang Rimba's wife, Ais ridho lillahitaalla."

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