She's Maduku

Abiyu Kisya part 54

After his meeting with Adlan earlier, Abiyu kept thinking about Adlan's astonishing answer.

"Likes? crazy what?"

"Who's crazy Biy?" suddenly Kisya came in and heard her husband's words. He entered carrying a tray of coffee and bread that had been smeared with peanut butter, then kept the tray on the table

"No ko," Abiyu resumed his activities in front of Laptoop. Kisya sat down beside her husband.

"Your job isn't done yet?" abiyu asked the wife who was currently embracing him from the side.

"A week is possible."

"Say, if you help Radit cepet finished. It's the same, it's been a month, too,"

"If not helped, it could be more than a month."

"Hhmm. It's up to you, for sure, finish it quickly, I want to go home to the Apartment. I don't want to stay the same mother," he replied a little ketus.

"Yes, yes," Kisya tightened her embrace.

"Sleep yuk Biy."

"First, I'm not done yet."

"Iihh. asem really answered," he looked at Abiyu's face from the side. Seeing her face continue to shrivel like she was thinking of something

"Why the hell? is something bothering you?"

"No."

"Co his face in the bend continues?"

"Nothing yank." This time he said a little softly.

"Well.that's dong. If so, her voice was less friendly, less seductive," showering her husband's cheeks with a kiss.

"Muach

"Muach

"Fill the batre first yuk, like your batre is weak," he whispered in Abiyu's ear, also kissed the nape of her neck, while removing the nightgown she was wearing.

Unable to refuse the invitation of his wife, Abiyu closed his Laptoop, then returned a kiss on the lips of the ranum who was ready to get an attack at any time.

Not wanting to move, they do sports night on the sofa, with the sound of a roar of pleasure, which adds to the passion Abiyu increasingly become, want again and again.

Satisfied playing on the sofa, now switched on the table, with the position of Kisya sitting on it, with a very agile movement, Kisya played like he was racing on a horse.

"Now baby!"

"Abi...."

After reaching the top simultaneously, Abiyu took Kisya up to the bed, then slept because they were both exhausted.

After several days Adlan persuaded Kiran to dinner, finally he managed to bring Kiran to a famous Restaurant in the city.

Shifa who came first, played her phone while waiting. Soon Adlan and Kiran came, and they greeted each other.

"Hi." said Shifa greeting Kiran. Kiran smiled.

"Assalamualikum," said Adlan.

"Oh yes. The waalaikumsalam."

Adlan was sitting next to Shifa, while Kiran was sitting in front of Adlan.

"Wait long?" ask Adlan to Shifa.

"Lumayan."

"What are you pesen?" he opened the menu book in front of him.

"New water."

While Shifa was talking to Adlan, during that time Kiran also stared at Shifa's face which she thought was very beautiful, with hair covered with hijab, increasing the level of Shifa's beauty increasingly radiated.

"***It's not wrong that Om Adlan likes Mba Shifa. Really pretty. Very different from me who is dressed openly, also seedy***," His mind continues to mutter, staring at Shifa, and Adlan in agony.

"Kiran."

"Yes Om?"

"What do you want to pesen?"

"What a thing."

"This. Choose what you want." Adlan handed the menu book to Kiran.

He read, opened sheet by sheet, there was no name of the food he knew there.

"***Yeah my goodness. You don't see the age of a girl who is only 19 years old***?" it felt like Shifa was eager to hit Adlan's head in order to become self-conscious. If there were no Kiran, maybe Shifa would have laughed out loud in front of Adlan.

"Why you?" adlan asked Shifa who continued to smile herself.

"No." he shook his head, smiling with Kiran.

"Where do you live Ran?" This time Shifa asked Kiran.

"Czech, Mba. Deket the workplace," he said friendly.

Shifa nodded her head. "Oh.."

Before long the waiter came, bringing all the food in the message. After presenting everything on the table, the waiter resigned.

Adlan chatted a lot with Shifa, occasionally with Kiran, who looked awkward to be among them. The menu of food that does not match his tongue, making Kiran not too greedy to eat dishes. He kept stirring up the menu on his plate.

"Kiran. Why?" shifa asked as she held Kiran's tangn on the table.

"Why mba?"

"That's the food in the mix anyway?"

"Oh, that's okay" he replied with a smile.

Adlan, who knew that Kiran did not like the menu, immediately finished the food, then drove them home.

"***Loh..o turn here***?" inner Kiran muttered. Because Kiran's boarding distance is not far from the intersection that he passed.

"I took Shifa first huh Ran." spoke to Kiran who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Yes Om."

15 Minutes drive, arrive in front of the apartment where Shifa lives.

"Makasi ya mas," said Shifa while releasing the helmet.

"Yes. Tomorrow I'll pick you up, I'll take you to the boutique" Adlan said. He has to talk to Shifa again about his opinion of Kiran, the girl he likes, and he plans to declare his love to Kiran in the next few days, waiting for the right time.

Hearing that Adlan will take Shifa to the boutique, convinces her that Adlan really likes Shifa. The woman who was not too old, was also not too young like her. A very fitting age for the size of Adlan. After Shifa went down, Adlan asked Kiran to sit in front, replacing Shifa.

"No, I'm behind."

"Om like a private driver you dong if you're behind" said Adlan while looking over.

Feeling that Adlan had a point, Kiran finally wanted to sit in front, next to Adlan. Still on his way, Adlan suddenly pulled his car over on the shoulder of the road, right in front of the rice merchant sitting.

"To come here Om?" ask Kiran in surprise.

"You didn't eat, you must be a laper, right?" adlan said while releasing the bell.

"No, I was full, Om," he tried to resist, but the sound in his stomach could not be hidden, until Adlan heard it.

"Kruuuk

"uh right? you can say full, but your stomach can't lie. He's telling the truth Ran."

Kiran was embarrassed by the sound coming from her stomach, asking to be put in something that could be filling. Eyebrow laper.

Seeing Kiran's face flushed red, making Adlan anxious to pinch her cheek.

"***Is now the right time to express love***?" inner Adlan muttered. staring at Kiran was fixing her clothes.

"Ran?"