Satpam Turns out Sultan

Proof of Love

Rashid and Nadin have been attacked by passion. Desire to have each other. The taste that eats away at their heart.

Nadin and Rashid are in love.

The love that Rashid had for his wife, led him to do more than kiss and pangutan.

Nadin resigned. Not once did he resist the sweet treatment of his handsome husband. Though she knew, that her affection would now change her status from girl to mature woman, to unholy again, to the inner born wife of a Rashid. The man he knew as a security guard.

"Say a stop if you're not ready, honey. I'll make sure to stop if you don't want to" whispered Rashid as he continued to feel his wife's body. Touching the part of the wife's body that she wants.

Nadin looked at Rashid. Look at the man with passion. To be honest, Nadin is currently in a dilemma. Wanted to go on but he was scared. He wanted to stop but he wanted to. He wanted to be possessed by the man who had managed to melt his heart. Not only want to be owned, but also want to have. Yes, Nadin wants to have Rashid. Really want.

Nadin did not answer Rashid's whisper with words. Instead he cupped both cheeks of the husband. Look at those beautiful eyes. Then put their lips together. Now Nadin is brave. Dare to kiss Rashid first. Nadin wanted to show his heart. Nadim wanted to prove to Rashid that what he typed in their chat was a seriousness. Nadin's determination to establish their household. On the basis of love, on the basis of mutual belonging.

Nadin began to be able to compensate for the loving care of the lips of the husband. They were both lost in the heaven of the world.

Now, they both do not wear a single thread. Before the unification, Rashid asked his wife again. "Are you sure about this, my wife?" ask Rashid.

Nadin looked at Rashid, then replied with a nod.

"It's gonna hurt you a little. Are you ready?" ask Rashid again.

"I'm sincere, Mas" replied Nadin. Sounds very slow. However, it felt like ammunition for Rashid. An urge to fulfill the desire.

Rashid. Happy rashid.

If this was the case, there was no reason for the handsome man to back off.

Slowly but surely, Rashid immediately completed his task well. Unite their bodies. With love, with compassion, with feeling of course.

The splashing sound of rain water with the night tamaram witness the unification of their love. Several times I heard Nadin's pain. Rasyid is selfish. He did not want to calm Nadin in this war. The only goal is to win. Winning brings Nadin to the height of enjoyment.

Rashid smiled happily when he had put his good looks seeds where they should be. So did Nadin. The woman also smiled in a sense that she was difficult to describe. They both smiled, because from this moment on, they had already tied their souls and bodies together to make a perfect marriage.

"Thank you, Honey. Titip my seeds yes, may they grow quickly here," said Rashid while stroking the wife's stomach gently.

Nadin was embarrassed. But it is not ruled out that he is also very happy.

"Thank you for giving me such great trust and experience, honey. I promise I will continue to take care of you, until the end of my life," Rashid said, enveloping his naked body.

"I wouldn't betray you, Honey. But I have a past, I'm afraid you can't accept it" Rashid replied, honestly.

"Past time? Is your past sad? Or?" nadin asked seriously.

"Saddening yes, shameful as well yes, do you want to know?" ask Rashid.

"Of course, if you don't mind" replied Nadin.

"Of course I don't mind. How about we meet him tomorrow. Would you like to meet someone like that?"

"Who? Ex-parent mom?" nadin asked, a little annoyed.

"I am so jealous. No, that someone's not an ex. But part of it. Someone I can't bring to the public. Because there are so many considerations I think about. Not even Grandma knew about him," replied Rashid, beginning to open up little by little about Xian.

"Your grandmother doesn't know, then? wait.I thought first. He is someone who is a part of your past, but not an ex. Can I guess?" ask Nadin, guessing.

"Can, please!" reply Rashid.

"Emm, does he mean a lot to you?" ask Nadin.

"of course. He is half my breath. Like you," answered Rashid honestly.

Nadin looked at the man. Seeking answers to what he thinks. Trying to guess, but afraid of being wrong.

"I don't like to guess, but this time I have to guess. Is... That someone is your old wife?" nadin asked, a little joking, but actually he did not like to throw that answer. Because if it is true, then he will enter the Pelakor team. Isn't this terrible.

"Ih, yes no. Cook old wife. My wife is just one honey, that's you. By Allah, I have no wife but you" replied Rashid, with a smile holding back his laughter.

"Huuuffff, thank goodness I didn't make the Pelakor team. Then, who are you hiding from me, from your grandmother and from the public?" nadin asked curiously.

"Are you going to be angry if you know you're not my first?" ask Rashid, seriously.

Nadin looked at Rashid, then he replied, "You don't care about my past, cook me as selfish as it won't accept your past. For me, the most important thing is that you can let go of your past and hold my hand towards the future. Because your future is me. You have dared to hold my hand, then I will not forgive you if you dare to let go. What's more choosing back on your past, it's so I can't forgive. I swear to you about it" replied Nadin firmly.

Rashid smiled at the wife's possessive reply. From their conversation this time, Rashid was sure, if Nadin could definitely accept Xian. Like Xian could accept himself.

Seriate...