The Girl Who Is Always In Exile

eps 11's

the time is junior zihar put his jellyfish into his nest

" i am afraid." said Ayra.

" it hurts a little, okay, right? abis will be good" said zihar

zihar tried to enter it many times, but still failed,

" ay, have you very narrow, do not tense yes let not be narrow" said zihar assured kan ayra, because ayra must be afraid

already several times the experiment, finally zihar broke the goal

" mass sa sasakit..hick hiks hyks" said ayra crying.

while zihar, pause for pain in the section ******* ayra slightly reduced, after ayra feels calm, begin zihar raise his hips

" ma mass.massssss.ssssshhh slowly, still pe perih hh" said ayra brick, because it was made helpless with zihar, while zihar did not understand the words of ayra, ayra, (may be so good this time)

after 3 times the battle they finally fell, actually the zihar did not want to stop but saw ayra was a little bit complaining because it was tired in addition to this split his telor finally had to stop right then and there

her morning

" dear wake up.." zihar.

" yes mas, uh mas zihar already woke up, sorry I woke up late" said Ayra while sitting down

" yaudah shower gih" zihar

" yes mas...." just standing up it feels a little painful in the section *******, then after stepping, it feels very painful

" mass, aw.." ayra suddenly fell due to pain plus limp in her legs

" it still hurts?" zihars

" very, maybe because this is the first and the first direct mas fighters me a variety of styles." said ayra nyerocos.

" hhe, yasudah ayok" zihar immediately raised ayra

" uh what did mas," ayra was afraid that later zihar would do it again, uh it turns out in his wrong ficure he just helped ayra to not be too sick

in the dining room

" ehhh mantu papah has come down, " said rana

" it's just ayra pah that is greeted, I'm not" said zihar envious of ayra

" you are, still envious, yaudah dehhh. Papah's handsome good boy already wants breakfast yet, let's not handsome gintanggg" said rana sambik pull the hand zihar like hooking hands to a baby

" ihhh papah kok rich so, embarrassed to know at see ayra" while ayra just laughs, it turns out her husband who was once so cold can be spoiled once to her papah

" pahhhhh, if you want to be rich, then if to papah's grandson, zihar already has a big reward" said zihar as he turned his lips

all of them laughed out loud

" yaudah I left first yes, assalamualaikum" said zihar

" waalaikumsalam" said ayra and rana

her afternoon

" lo mas zihra has gone home, is there no sound of doors or greetings" said Ayra while greeting her husband

" i have a greeting, but you're so excited to make juice until I'm not surprised"

" hihihi" ayra laughed

" is zihar cape not?" ask ayra

" why is it?"

" ih mas zihar even asked back, if mas zihar is not tired will I want to take to the mother's funeral" said Ayra

" i'm sure tomorrow, baby, it's late afternoon"

" okay "

" mumpung tomorrow Sunday" said zihar

" nipp"

❤️

" come on, are you ready?" ask ayra

" in a moment" said zihar a little shouting because ayra at the exit while zihar on the 3rd floor" ..

at the funeral

" mother, I came with my husband, may you calm down in nature, I am happy now" said Ayra who did not feel like she was crying, after revealing his longing to the late mother finally they recited a prayer, on the way home, ayra saw her sister named Tia and her family were in the mall

" mas, it's not the same mother's father isn't it?" ask ayra

" where?? kanya.. want to go there?" ask zihar

" no mas, just go home, they also have forgotten me" said Ayra sad

" okay, this abis we make junior zihar" zihar laughter echoed in the mobik while ayra just shook her head looking at her perverted husband