Red Hooded Girl

GBM S3

Mimin and Dewa have just performed two rakaat sunnah prayers. In recent months, they have been trying to perform the sunnah prayer before performing the most pleasant worship with love. Although not istiqomah, only when his passion can be controlled in his sanity mode.

"Bismillah, may this time be yes," said the god with a hand that still touches the top of Mimin's head after praying for good for his wife and household.

"Fine on Allah." Mimin raised both hands and rubbed his face, accepting her husband's prayer.

Two years of marriage certainly countless number of times they have done this fun worship activity. All sorts of styles they've tried. Ranging from frog style to squat style, stone style to butterfly style. The only style they have never tried is horse riding.

Somehow Mimin always refused if God recommended the style of horses. Although God understands the rejection is because Mimin is too shy.

In fact, until this moment his wife had never "asked first". It is always the God who initiates this beneficial activity (profitable for the married. Unmarried people should not try it because it is very dangerous).

However, two years is enough to make the Gods understand the nature, character and even body gestures of Mimin. If his wife is found often stealing views to him, it's a sign that Mimin again "wants".

Speaking of horses, God thought about re-expressing his desire for horses. Horses are not just horses. Horse but not flying. Horse but not wild.

"Miss."

"Hem."

"Tonight, Neng is above ya," said the God quietly as if whispering. He looked at Mimin and threw a mischievous smile, also winking his eyes.

"Ga want ah," refused Mimin quickly. She even covered her face with both hands because she was embarrassed by her husband's request.

"Why or Neng, may you," said the god.

Mimin shook his head. "No way!"

"Why? Embarrassed?"

Mimin nodded timidly.

"Once upon a time, Neng. Want yes, yes, yes," persuaded the gods.

Mimin shook his head again.

"Funny husband is a reward." The gods are still trying to persuade his wife.

"Yes yes. But not now, Neng is not ready." Mimin bowed while braiding his fingers. He was ashamed to look at God.

"When dong?"

"When." Mimin stared at the God for a moment then lowered his gaze again. God made a smile. Mimin is really adorable if it's like this.

"Yes. So if now use what style?" The god pinched the gnarled cheek of Mimin.

"True conventional style," replied Mimin timidly.

The god threw his mischievous smile. He understands Mimin's favorite. As Sayyidina Ali bin Abi Talib RA said: "The wife is like a husband's vehicle, whenever the husband can ride it. But the most favored trait is to rise above the wife slowly and gently."

"Alright, markimul!" god Seloroh.

"What's a Mark?"

"Let's get started. Hihihihi...."

And the game begins. A pleasant and loving husband and wife relationship that is worth worship, even higher value than the fasting of the sunnah. Narrated from Abu Hurairah, the Prophet said, "a wife should not fast (sunnah) while her husband is at home, unless her husband allows her to fast."

The god starts by touching Mimin's hand and then dipping it. Do not forget to say a prayer at every touch and action. Then the kiss changed on the forehead, cheeks and lips ranum very tempting.

Despite the two years of intimacy they have done, still the shrewdness of God in biting, tasting and sipping is always able to cradle Mimin in a burning sensation.

Mimin felt his whole body crumble. And the twinkling grew fiercer as the tip of the Lord's nose touched his ear lobe. While his hand slipped into the sleeping dress worn by Mimin. As usual the God put his hands in his favorite place. And start playing it at will.

The next minute, the couple who were being battered by the storm ga*irah that was stirring had thrown his clothes. Love and love under the blanket.

Dewa played his role, swaying Mimin in a whirlpool that made him complacent. Drown him in the deepest sea of joy. His sighs and hisses accompanied their play. Increasingly arousing naf*su, fomenting a tempestuous fire ga*irah.

Until it comes to time. In the dim spotlight of the room lights, my face looks Mimin with a sad look full of hope. Indicates that he is ready to wade through the waves of intense desire.

Slowly and gently, the God united himself with his beloved wife. Do not forget to say basmalah and recite prayers before giving thanks.

The gentle movements turned energetic and fierce along with the mighty waves that were rolling them in the melenakan sea.

Shortly before reaching the peak of victory, God read a prayer in his heart. "ALHAMDULILLAHILLAHILLADZI KHOLAQO MINAL MAAI BASHARON FAJAALAHU NASABAN WA SIHRON WAKAANA ROBBUKA QODIIRON". (All praise be to Allah, who has made man out of his semen, he has made man a betrothed, and your Lord is the All-Powerful).

Until both of them felt their bodies tremble violently and blood flow faster. The roar of the God's breath sounded increasingly hunting. Mimin tightened his embrace. The sign has reached its intended summit point. Alhamdulillahot.

"Thank you, Neng," said Dewa, hugging Mimin and peeping his forehead. This is his habit, always grateful after uniting with love.

Mimin cheeks back God. "Together, Aa."

"Miss."

"Hem."

"Neng, when was the last month?"

"Emm, yesterday's month A."

"What date?"

"Date six if it's not wrong."

"This month isn't it, Neng?"

"Emm, not yet."

"Now it's the second and seventh, Neng."

"Yes, A."

"Would you try a testpack?"

"Not yet."

"Try the testpack, Neng. Hope the results are positive."

"Not a A. Not going for a testpack, afraid of disappointment. In the past, ever late mens up to a month, fitting testpack results remain negative. Neng did not want to be too high to expect, worried not in line with expectations instead become disappointed, so sad," said Mimin.

Mimin has done many times testpack. Even at the beginning of the marriage, because of high enthusiasm, two days late menstruation, he immediately did a testpack . If counted and collected, it is possible that the pregnancy test kit can reach a full bag.

"Tomorrow morning try the testpack again yes," said Dewa.

"Later on, if it's two months late" said Mimin.

"Tomorrow."

"Later on. Neng doesn't want to be disappointed."

"God, I hope the results don't disappoint."

Mimin frowned, he was staring at God. "Why is Aa so sure?"

"Once a few times lately, it feels different, Neng."

"It feels different, what does it mean?"

"Neng feels different. Kan, Aa's feeling."

Mimin is still trying to understand the meaning of the word God. But then, God explained everything.

"This is different." God squeezes Mimin's chest.

"This is different too." This time God squeezed Mimin's ass.

"And this one is different too." The last god to touch the lower part of Mimin's body. Which was awarded a blow.

Mimin smacked the arm of God while glaring at his eyes. "If hamlet!"

"Reply dong, nih hold has Aa." God seduces Mimin.

"Sumah."

"Maha." The god chuckled amusedly at Mimin's reaction. He always laughs if Mimin says "sumeh", Wong Serang's typical word. Then the two joked and laughed.

And that beautiful night ended with a twitch. Before the end both of them went to dreamland.

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Last night was Friday night. Hihihih...

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