SUDDENLY USTADZAH
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Desta gave his chips to Mommy.
"You are old yaa. She screamed, Mommy I Love You. Not very clear..." Omel Mommy's.
Desta was just a whimper hearing his Mommy scolding.
The mother who saw his irony just smiled broadly. It was as if he had forgotten his excitement this morning.
"Aqeela where, Mom?" Ask Desta while kissing Mom's hand.
"Still on top. I think he's exhausted. Coming home from school was straight to bed." Answer Mother.
"Hee hee hee.. Make it Mom. Desta see Aqeela first." Pamit Desta while wandering upwards.
Mommy and Mom just shake their heads writhing Desta's behavior. And they put the kuker back in the jar.
"Sir, I think it's really good..." Whisper Mom to Mommy.
"This I've set aside for testing after opening later, Ma'am.." Mommy answered, make Mom shine.
"Makasii yes Ma'am Alesa..." Said Mom cheerfully.
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In the room...
"Beb... Where are you?" Call Desta as soon as you enter the room, it turns out to be empty.
Desta did not see Aqeela.
Brakkk...
"Astaghfirullah's..." Desta's startled voice, but he wasn't bothered by the loud noise earlier.
Desta was still searching for where Aqeela was. All corners of the room are empty. There is no life of Aqeela.
Desta put down the bag. Take off his suit and shirt. Replacing with sleeveless tee shirts.
Shortly after the activity is completed. Two warm hands that came out of nowhere just coiled around his waist.
At first I wanted to scream, so surprised. Tapu after realizing it was Aqeela's hand. Desta let it go. Even intentionally dicuekin.
Aqeela who was sensitive to the same behavior Desta even tightened her embrace. Makes it hard to breathe.
"Ampuun.. Forgive.. Ampuuns.. Bebs... " Desta turned his body back to his wife's embrace.
"Now you dare to be naughty..." Desta said as he blinked his one eye.
"Looks... " Whisper Aqeela, while loosening her embrace.
"But you like it..." Goda Desta's.
"Surely to be honest.awwbb.." Desta smothered his wife's mouth so as not to continue his sentence. Because surely the ending is to call himself.
"No need to continue, I already know the continuation." Desta's whisper while running into the bathroom left Aqeela dumbfounded.
Aqeela returned to her dresser.
Mouth kamit, read do'a, read,
"Allohumma kama hasanta kholqi fa hasin khuluqi."
Ajeela tidied her messy hair. Tied her hair. Polishing your face with a thin powder that matches the color of the skin. Giving a touch of pink liptint on his lips.
The next step is to install a pasmina veil of cream color in line with the abstract patterned gamis.
Aqeela looked at herself in the mirror. Turn right to left. Tidying up the veil and the gown.
"Gorgeous old man..." Tempta Desta who came out of the bathroom only wore a towel wrapped from the pusher to the knee.
"God's Masya... Bae. make a surprise..." Aqeela screams in front of the mirror.
"Bae... ya Alloh.... ran out of clothes huh?" Aqeela said as she closed her eyes.
" Yes.I forgot not to bring change..." The whisper of Desta teased as he opened Aqeela's hand which closed her eyes.
"Bae.. You're flirty.." Decline Aqeela.
"Whose kangen was who..?" Desta continued to step towards her wardrobe.
Desta took apart his pile of clothes.
Aqeela looked at Desta, "Let's go, Bae?" Ask Aqeela. Yes, he had to talk about himself with such a handsome scenery in front of him this time.
"Kaos dongker color..same shorts." Desta replied without stopping the activity of unloading.
Aqeela tickles Desta. Open the other closet door.
"It's not?" Ask Aqeela.
Desta turned, "Lhoo.. Why is it there?" Desta asked while grabbing the t-shirt Aqeela was holding.
"It... The pants, right?" Aqeela.
"Kok, move there anyway Beb..." Desta protest.
"Nobody does not want to. Qeela knew last night. If my brother's shirt moves in next door. Shorts on his bottom shelf." Omel Aqeela's.
Desta wrinkled his forehead, trying to recall. What Aqeela said last night but it was not so much as a response.
Nyesel. (Gak) replied Desta flirtatious.
If not, the togetherness of Aqeela will be mediocre.
(Basic Mode )
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