Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

Skidadap Awe

The event has been completed, all guests even pak penghulu have been escorted home. I helped my mom clean the house and bring the leftovers from the dishes.

The event was held simply, we only did the meeting, for the reception and the other, Mas Damar promised to do it in two weeks.

"Wes, clean, Nduk. You rest there. We have to go back to Surabaya tomorrow, right?"

"Excite, Buk. But then let me sleep on this couch alone, Saras mattresses don't fit for both." The mother who had previously tidied the dishes into the shelf paused for a moment and looked at me.

"Well, piye, to Nduk? you guys just got married, bed time apart? Ora ilok, Precisely newlyweds usually even seneng sleep narrowly, let the angel." Mom giggled, I shuddered.

Haduh, piye if Mas Damar ngajakin ena-ena? He said that the first one would be very sick, Duh, piye iki. From yesterday mating pingin, now married even confused dewe. Race ... Saras, Win the style of tok!

"Bag, whoa, Race! lapo dreamy? don't tell me you're scared?" ask mom to investigate. I just smiled smirkingly.

"Awale tok's sick, it's gonna be good. Wes to trust mom. If you refuse, even the fall of sin, will you? wong is taught to be good even choose the stage of sin. Wes there, pity your husband."

I said, walking towards the room. You should be able to, Race. Got to! Your sins are many, do not add sin to the business that can actually do, where it is halal.

I opened the door slowly, looking inside, empty. Where is Mas Damar? I went in, closed the door again.

Piye iki's? piye iki's? While pacing indistinctly, my mind was unkempt.

"Why is that so? until I realized I was coming."

A hug from behind surprised me a little. The smell of soap is so strong. My new husband just took a shower. Ciye euy's husband.

"Eh, Mum. When in? how come I don't hear the door?" ask me while turning towards facing him.

"Just now, how would you like to hear, you are daydreaming again," he replied as he framed my face.

Mas Damar brought his face closer.His hand turned back at my nape, slowly but surely his hand as if pushing my face forward. Although a little groggy, my eyes slowly closed.

Our lips meet. In the past, I only enjoyed those red lips from afar. Now, without even being asked, Mas Damar himself had started.

Mas Damar started frowning, I just kept quiet, enjoying the game Mas Damar who was good enough in my opinion. The man pulled my nape forward, deepening the more intoxicating kiss.

Other vibrations began to appear, not to mention Mas Damar's other hand that began to caress other parts of my body. Duh, Gusti, it's delicious, but why am I goosebumps? maybe there are ghosts who are struggling.

I hit Mas Damar's shoulder softly as my breathing began to tighten. The man pulled his face, his hand turned forward, wiping off the wet traces left on my lips.

"It's not as stiff as yesterday, you have to practice often, so as not to stiff. And I'm ready to help you willingly" he said, raising his eyebrows.

I hit him in the arm, I don't know if I'm so embarrassed, he might say that. Mas Damar was just stupefied, distanced himself and sat in the corner of the bed.

"I sleep on the couch, yeah, Mom. The mattress is narrow, it won't fit both of us" I said as Mas Damar stopped laughing.

"Well, why is that? My first night was left alone?"

"Mas Damar tomorrow will drive to Surabaya, now rest a good time, let tomorrow be strong."

Mas Damar just pulled one hand, I fell right on his lap. The man wrapped his arm around my waist. I tried to rebel, but the man tightened his embrace.

"You doubt my power, hmm? I'm even strong enough to drive tomorrow even though I haven't slept all night, tonight" the man slid back, making me look more like a boiled crab.

"Oh, yes, I'm still curious, why would you ask for such a dowry? The strangest dowry I've ever heard," explained Mas Damar without letting go of his embrace.

I pulled my hands together, claustrophobic if locked like this. The man stretched out his arms, leaving my hands free, but then hugged my waist again.

I don't know where the courage is from, I just wrapped my hands on his shoulders. She stroked her hair while preparing to answer her question.

"The initial intention is, want to really back home, I am often afraid if to go to the bathroom at night, is it located outside the house, later if suddenly in the nucleus of the devil how? serem. Not to mention, the father and mother are old, outside if the road is slippery rain, I do not want them to slip or fall when they want to go to the bathroom" Mas Damar still carefully listened to my explanation.

"That's fine, anyway. So have more fancies. Eh but you don't have the dowry used?" asked Mas Damar while caressing my cheek.

"Grandfather, dong. Hopefully, the dowry will be useful for many people, and it could be a reward field for you too, Mas."

Mas Damar pulled my face, gave a kiss on my forehead long enough.

"I'm proud of you. Later we ask you to help me to take care of the construction of the muslims. About this house, we will also fix it. Later let me transfer some money, make buy all his needs."

"Really, Mas? Thanks, huh?" Reflex I hugged Mas Damar's body.

"Eh, but it's not free, you know," said Mas Damar who spontaneously made me take off my arms.

"meaning?"

"Must pay with ...." Mas Damar hung his words. He raised his eyebrows while smiling triumphantly.

"Bg ... You pervert!" it was my nagging that made him stupefied.

"Biarin, same wife of his own."

"Hmm ... mas, but he said it hurt, huh?" many doubt.

"What?" ask Mas Damar with a frown.

"That's it, if Grandpa says, skidadap awe-awenya."

Mas Damar cracked open, then pulled the tip of my nose slowly.

"First is sick, long time make dudai, do not believe? let's try it." I hit Mas Damar's arm again, so ashamed he made it so blatant.

Mas Damar was just broken. Duh, Gusti, what is this? This handsome man before me has now become my husband. Help me to be a good wife and make her happy, God.

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A brief kiss on the lips made me realize.

"Ish, please help with this opportunity."

"Biarin tell me to say hello. This one, just don't help."

Without waiting for the cue, Mas Damar immediately pulled my face, reuniting our lips. Mas Damar pressed my nape even more, I myself unconsciously squatted the hair behind Mas Damar.

My body stiffened even more as Mas Damar's hands began to touch my back. His hands went down my back to my arms. The kiss was still going on, even subconsciously, I let out a slight sigh. Duh, Gusti, what's wrong with my body? why do you feel stung? And Mas Damar's handcuffs ...? Ah, I even feel like I've been so drunk.

Duh, Gusti, I'm sorry, I'm sorry why I didn't get married in the past.

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