She's My Husband Not My Foster Father

Chapters. 3

Azizah Oktarani's direction left her foster father's office. He walked towards his room, but before entering his room he first checked the conditions around his house.

"I have to check well and carefully so that everything goes smoothly according to my wishes, hopefully what I do sweet fruit night," said Arifah.

The fences, doors and windows were all checked carefully and in detail. The direction also walked towards each bedroom which was next to several family parties from his adoptive father.

"Alhamdulillah aunty Alifah and Uncle Faiz have also been a beautiful dream, they have fallen asleep, may you have a beautiful dream well," his great-granddaughter Arifah who tightly closed the door of the room of the youngest brother of his adoptive father when he saw his aunty was already in his blanket.

Arifah rushed to clean his entire body and then put on the clothes he had just bought today thanks to the recommendations of his two best friends. Ariestya Fathia Lubis and Fatir Muhammad Iqbal.

"You are my best friend, the best, the most understanding of what I've always wanted," great-granddaughter Arifah who saw the sexy lingerie she bought at the Mall she took just now from the pink paper bag.

Arifah immediately wore it very carefully, he was afraid that the fabric was torn because he thought it was very thin and smooth material.

"If this is all the clothes that women wear every time there will be many tragedies, closed clothes alone still cause a bad incident and many women who are zolimi with clothing models that lack materials, but specifically for husband and wife is very helpful for a more harmonious relationship," arifah kept circling in front of the large mirror in front of him to see his appearance.

"It's very perfect if it's like this, which man will not bend his knees to the charm of Azizah Oktarina Zainul Arifa,"

After finishing her makeup, Arifah immediately walked towards her foster father's room. While wailing to pay attention to the surrounding circumstances, he then turned the door knob of his foster father's work room.

Arifah smiled triumphantly about the condition of his adoptive father who began to fidget. Fauzi As'ad Anwar stared at Arifah's arrival with his eyes as different as he usually did.

"That father's daughter, please check the air conditioner, it doesn't seem to work because the weather tonight is so hot," asked Fauzi who was already very anxious with his body condition is quite hot and sultry.

"It's normal for me, Dad" he replied, smiling intently.

The direction immediately walked towards his adoptive father, while opening his hoodie jacket that he had been wearing to cover the red lingerie he was wearing. Fauzy was surprised and looked up at the clothes she was wearing. Almost all of his body shape was clearly exposed in both pairs of eyes Fauzi.

"What kind of clothes are you wearing?"tanyanya Fauzi who is increasingly agitated and unsettled.

Arifah just smiled in response to the words of his adoptive father, Arifah without hesitation immediately climbed on his father's lap.

"Father overheating well, I help dad yah to take off his clothes so that father's sultry taste decreases," he said that the direction that was so tempting in Fauzi's ear that increasingly made Fauzi more helpless with his own body condition.

"Why are you dressed like this, son?" Asked Fauzi who was trying to fight against his strange feeling.

"I purposely dressed like this specifically for dad, don't you like my current appearance," hands and fingers lentiknya Arifah has guerrilla everywhere to make Fauzi increasingly feel the strangeness of his own body.

Until only leaving the underwear, which increasingly makes adult men who are approximately thirty-five years old feel the frown in the core. Fauzi was finally defeated by the condition of his own body with his common sense.

Fauzi immediately laid his body Arifah on his desk, he immediately meee luuu maaatt biiii biiii petite Arifah reddish color that is very tempting.

"I'm sorry if I did it with you, because my patience limit is up" Fauzi said.

They both did what they should not have done. Fauzi carried his body to his private room. Fauzi closed the door of his room with his legs long enough.

"Dad's pants" her great-grandson Arifah gently bit her lips trying to hold back what Fauzi did to her.

The roar of the breath of both filled the entire corner of the bedroom that dominated with blue white color was typical of the male room. The direction occasionally grasps tightly the edge of the bed sheet and bedcover that is on the bed attached to decorate the king size bed of Fauzi.

The breath of both hunting and gnawing, their hearts pounding until scream after scream that slid from his lips Arifah.

"Aahh sick!!" He shouted the direction when Fauzi managed to break the defense of the body of his adopted child with all the efforts and efforts he did.

A child who is not legally adopted,only in the form of verbal recognition and a form of responsibility and revenge Fauzi As'ad Anwar against his parents Arifa who was none other than the person who had helped him all this time. Mr. Zainul Abbas Adiguna with his wife Aliya Sungkar.

His tears dripping down his cheeks, he did not expect if the consequences of their activities made him tormented especially in the lower regions.

"Dad stop!" His screams were quite high in the middle of that blind night.

The screams and shouts from the Arifa did not make a man named Fauzi As'ad Anwar to stop his activities that he first did at the age of 35 years old not married though.

At dawn, they quit their night routine. Fauzi clenched tightly to his body the direction of his adopted son. In recent months, for some reason there is a strange feeling that often arises in his heart when he sees his adopted son.

His direction was so exhausted that he was unable to open both of his eyelids. The direction immediately fell asleep in his sleep, so tired and tired that he snored softly in his ear Fauzi, so tired,the man who since he was in high school has started to be interested and fall in love with a bachelor named adoptive father.

Fauzi tidied up his haircut the direction that was blocking his face, "excuse me, son's father, please, we should not do this considering that you are the son of Abang Zainul who I should take care of and protect and I am the one who took away your most important crown in your life, I actually love you but, uh, I love you, this love I must bury deeply and throw away because, tomorrow I will propose to my lover Aqila Sera Syamil." Fauzi kissed with long forehead Arifah until both eyes were also closed following his step Arifah towards the dreamland beautiful.

The next day, Fauzi secretly moves Arifah's body into his own room before Arifah awakens.

"I'm sorry this father is the best for both of us" Fauzi said.

Fauzi's large family entourage has left for his home Aqila Sera Syamil to hold a proposal that he had planned a few days ago.