Red Noctah
The Part 98
"Mmm ... invitation I left behind, could not if I entered as a camouflage pair. Please ... want to go back far," please.
Alan seemed to weigh in, before finally raising his palm to ask to be welcomed.
"I'm sorry, not mahrom, I walk from beside you, don't pa-pa, right?"
"Hish .. he said asking to be a pair of boongan, so that the boongan should also be the maximum acting."
"Duh .. ribet yes, your sin of responsibility you know yes, I really forced this," he complained upset.
"Please walk in front of me, do not be stubborn if you are not sincere," said Alan groaning.
"Thank you" she answered smiling sweetly.
They walked into the room and were immediately greeted with a beautiful room decoration. There, the bride and groom are busy surviving the invited guests present.
"By the way we are present as a couple, you don't know the name, you can not invite your WA" Alan smiled.
"Make what, Mom?" ask the woman to relax.
"Make it serious if you want, but if not yes also pa-pa also the name is also a business," said the man grinned.
"My name is Mena, Mas, I don't accept any friendship. If you are serious, just come to the house to meet my parents," Mena said smilingly.
"This is abi's number, please contact him if it is pleasing," he continued and walked ahead, meeting the bride on the stage to congratulate him.
While Alan was tailing from behind him, his smile widened staring at the row of numbers that would connect with the old man, Mena, it meant that the woman allowed herself to come to the house and meet her parents, does that mean picking up a mate?
There is no word as beautiful as prayer, and there is no peringai as beautiful as the sholehah angel who faithfully accompanies the halal journey of love. Both pairs are concrete proof, how God is very kind to him, giving love to every longing partner, full of love.
"Mas, I'm so tired," lamented when it reached his room.
"I just keep it myself, Mas, you take a bath there," said Bila let her husband.
"Yes I took a shower first, later I help you again if it is not right," he left after stealing a kiss on his lips.
The man smiled, rushing into the bathroom. After cleaning himself, his body feels fitter and fresher, he walks slowly, comes out confidently wrapped in a towel only.
"Astaghfirullah .. Is this really sleep?" asked the man to highlight his wife with a headband. How the story is still wearing a wedding dress, make up is also not one hundred percent clean, the woman has even gone to dreamland.
"You are very funny anyway, where comfortable if rich gini, Amas helpin open yes, do not be angry and do not be surprised if you know it is plain. Hehe." The man chuckled happily at the thought of his wife wearing only a blanket.
Sure enough, Bhishma helped remove the dress from her eyesight just so heavy and luxurious. The man helped his wife get off her clothes. However, if the one who is too tired only receive the gentle treatment of her husband with resignation.
"Duh .. honey, drowsiness very yes, you are innocent, want to shower now what do I want to say let me be literate," always smiling devil.
"Don't try to get close, Mas, I'm really tired, tonight please release me, please just for tonight, the rest is up to you, want every day also if you want God willing I am ready," he said as he pulled back the blanket and hid in it, feeling his skin bristling instantly swept by the cold AC.
"I'm not going to bother you, just nyicip. Hehe." The man broke his nape.
"Mandi," he whispered right behind his ear. Little biting naughty until his wife moaned spoiled.
"Mas, please .. stay away from me, five minutes," he said.
"At least you clean up first."
"Hmm ..." answered the woman while crashing. Because it does not go away even added pules, as a result Bisma intervened to clean the rest of the makeup that is quite difficult on his wife's face.
"Duh ... very good anyway, Mas, the more dear deh, I bobok again yes, please clean up to clean, later if you have, wake up yes I want to take a shower."
Bisma gawked at the whistle of his wife along the way protocol, his eyes half bristled, but his mouth blabbed eagerly silenced with his lips, then scooped up the sweetness of love honey, but again could not bear to see his tired face.
