Red Noctah
The Part 87
"Darling ... Have you slept? Don't bust it yet, Razik still hasn't slept, I haven't been able to sleep either" the man said staring with a mischievous flick.
"Wake me up, if you need to. I was so sleepy and tired" said the woman. Easily fall asleep even though the one next to even fidget restlessly restrained the desire.
the man peeked at his son who was already at peace. "Faith, good sleep, son, don't fuss Daddy's changing to ngelonin mother," whispered the man inching down from the bed, moving position.
"Duh .. already bobo yes, very sweet again position rich gini, make can not nahan," said Bisma eroded the distance. Lying down right behind him erodes the distance.
The man landed a few attacks on his lips in a gentle fashion, but it didn't pay off enough. The woman even moaned with her eyes closed, making her husband anxious himself.
"Darling, I can't sleep, need help?" tanyanya while spoiled spoiled in the overdraft of her neck.
"Mas ... I'm sleepy, tomorrow is it?" the balance is on the sidelines that hit.
Actually, Bisma did not feel the heart to wake his wife, but a week of fasting enough to make him suppress a sense of patience. He got up and tried to divert by smoking on the balcony of the room. Enough night until some stems accompanied by a cup of hope tea repel the bubbling swish in the mind.
At eleven o'clock he decided to take a break, following his wife to a dream contest. Until exactly three o'clock, the call from the owner of nature echoed through the alarm of his cellphone. Bisma woke up and stroked his wife's cheeks, whispering beautiful words of love.
"Honey, pick up your grace this morning with love," whispered Bisma softly kissed her charming lips.
"Mas, are you awake? I took ablution for a while," said the woman after waking up. Two superstitious rakaats they fell in love together, hoping for the divine spaciousness of His Lord in his every dealings in the world.
After the greeting, the new Bhishma concluded with a long prayer before finally approaching his faithful wife rested behind him.
"Overnight, I woke you up, but your sleep was too good, I became unbearable, but honestly could not calm down before the antidote," he said, starting to erode the distance. Take off the prayer cloth that is still tufting long.
"I'm sorry dear Masku, I'm too sleepy, what now the offer is still .. mmmphhh," she replied, because the man immediately smothered her with his lips.
"Sorry, I miss too much" the man said after opening their romantic dish. When smiling in the middle of irregular breaths and cheek blaring.
"Maas ...." The woman pressed her chest and stared at each other, until the next second the man put his lips on his wife's forehead, then turned down down along the thin honey mouth. The silent morning was finally passed with shahdu. Their breaths are back together. Locking their lips in a directional motion. Expressing love with an intoxicating link.
Both of them create a warm atmosphere of love-filled honey romance. Shed the seed again with the accompaniment of a prayer of kindness to His Lord.
Always able to make the feeling calm and peaceful afterwards, even so with the sweetness, they cleaned her body in the bathroom together. Rub each other's backs, with naughty and spoiled movements. Both came out of the bathroom with their lips together.
"Darling, I went straight to the mushola?" he said he was wearing clothes.
"Well, what would you like to eat this morning?" bargain the woman while welcoming her husband's hand. Kissing the back of his hand with reverence.
"Well, I must have eaten your meal" he said as he landed a brief kiss on his cheek, the man's hand still clinging. Until he smiled gently and switched to rubbing the top of his head. Leaving the room with a greeting.
"Waalaikumsalam ..." reply When and hurry to wear the hood. Today her husband said he would still go to the office for a while, just noon came home and the afternoon went to Bali.
"Yes Rabbi, keep our love in order to keep it coming to our hearts. Without exceeding our love for You, keep us wherever we are, and forgive us, O God."
When you get out of the room and go straight to the kitchen. Preparing the mug and filling it with sugar and coffee, while waiting for the water in the pot to boil, the woman looked at the refrigerator, examined the contents of anything and prepared to execute.
"On Morning, the spirit of once in the morning has made breakfast?" Lastri came while his employer was brewing coffee.
"It must be, let me add my blessings ready for the husband," he replied with a smile.
Bisma said his greetings and immediately joined his wife.
"Mas" called the woman to greet her husband. The two pairs of eyes that are always longing to meet again, welcome his helping hand and pin a sign of affection on his forehead. Lastri who happened to be there stared in amazement.The two people who used to hate each other are now mutually lipstick with each other.
