The Heart of Raisya

Legits

Mas haris started touching my face, then brought his face closer. He started kissing my forehead, my nose, then tasting my lips. His hands began to guerrilla into infiltrate into the pajamas that I wear. He began to open the B*a hook that covered both mounds of mine. His hands were touching and playing there.

"Sir..." Call him in a loud voice.

"Hum..."

"Can ya?"

"He'em."

Mas Haris recited the do'a first. Then he unbuttoned my pajamas, took my pants down, until I finally did not wear a thread. And so did he, who had opened his clothes. Then she took a blanket to cover both of us.

Mas Haris tried to hit my defense, but it felt so hard. I endured the pain I just felt this time. For the umpteenth time my defense finally broke. Tonight we enjoyed the first night. Our first release is over. He went back to reading do'a. He noticed a slight red stain on the end of his weapon.

"W-You're a virgin, Dek?"

I'm nodding. I don't feel my tears just flowing.

"You cry, Dek? What's it like so much pain?"

I'm shaking."Continue, Mother!"

"You're sorry you gave it to me?"

I shook my head back.

"No, Mas. I was crying happily. I'm happy to be able to give what I keep to a husband who really accepts me."

After the hot lava was spilled, Mas Haris held me in his arms. He was crying softly.

"Darling, listen to me! I love you, and will not waste you. You are the first and last for me. May my seed grow in your womb."

I put it in my heart.

"Thank you, baby. I'm lucky to get you." Saying back.

Our warm fight ended at 1pm. I finally woke up at 3 a.m. I was surprised that there was a man next to me. I forgot that he was my husband. I didn't want to wake her, out of pity. I walked to the bathroom with a sting in my cage*ngan area. Then the bath purifies themselves, ablution, and tahajjud prayer. I offer all thanks to Him. Don't forget to ask for my new life and family.

When I turned on the light for teaching, Mas Haris woke up.

"What time is it, Dek?"

"Hour 3.30 Mas."

"Honey, come here!"

I put my Mushaf back. And walked up to my husband in bed.

"What's up, Mom?"

Mas Haris did not answer, but opened my face. I'd rather wear the face of the canal than the face of the suit.

Right now I only wear a short combed knee-length negligee with two buttons on my chest.

"I just want to see mine clearly, because it was dark last night." Tempting. His hand started unbuttoning my negligee.

"But, Mom..."

"Ssttt...! Don't argue, dear. It's a reward." Mas Haris took my hand then he directed to hold his current tensed back.

"M-Bag..."

"Dear, I want more." His words with a loud voice.

"It hurts, Mom."

"Where to try here see!"

"Don't, Shame!" I closed my barrel with both hands. But my strength is no more equal than my husband's.

Of course I can't refuse his request. Because I have to serve him anyway, unless there is an obstacle or something that allows me to reject it.

This time it's more difficult than ever. Mas Haris put a red mark on my twin mountain neck and ata. His passion was burning as I moaned. Finally we fetch back the pleasures of the newlyweds' paradise.

In the morning, we had breakfast together. I still take 3 days of marriage leave. So tomorrow I'm in teaching.

Sofi glanced at me, then at Mas Haris.

"Sister Haris, how was last night? there are no mosquitoes, right?" Said Sofi flirting."

"Safe, Sof!"

"Oh... good, means good sleep dong?"

"Mama... How do you eat while talking? He said my teacher can't mean it by the way, can't she, Cake?" Said Zie advising his mother like an adult.

"Rubber." Abah said, showing his right thumb

"Yes, I'm sorry Mama Khilaf. Don't copy it!" Said Sofi warning her son.

"Zie Daritadi shut up, didn't say. Mama tuh, ngajakin Talk about it!"

"Yes, baby." Answer Sofi briefly. He no longer answered his son's statement, because later it would be a long affair.

We just smiled at the Mother and Child debate. After breakfast we work together to clean the rest of the furniture we ate. And clean up everything that's still a mess. The men helped the tent people who were lowering the tent in front of the house.

Daytime in my room. After performing the Dhuhur Prayer and lunch, we relaxed on the bed. I felt sleepy, and wanted to take a nap. Now I'm used to not wearing a headscarf in front of my husband.

Pov Haris's

He said that if a woman has ever been in contact, it is different from the one that is still sealed. My wife is a widow, but I never ask her about her past. Last night I was very surprised, when my weapon was about to enter his cave, it felt so difficult. I had to hit him many times. Until the next time, finally the defense broke down. I can break through hers. But I saw him cry. Does it feel like it hurts so much? Or does he regret doing it with me? When I pulled out my weapon, I was even more surprised. There's a fresh patch of blood on the end of my gun. Oh no. My wife is a virgin. Yes, I'm sure of it! I should ask him.

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"Darling, may I ask you a question?

"Ask what, Mom?"

"Overnight mine was very hard to get in. Is it true you're still sealed, Deck?"

I was stunned to hear my husband's question. Maybe she still doesn't believe me because I'm a widow. He he's not sure about his vision last night.

"Darling, is that right?"

I nodded my head.

"Truly I should thank your ex-husband. Because he is a fool who has wasted you. But I'm grateful because thanks to his stupidity I became the first to feel it." Mas Haris held me in his arms. But I feel like something is moving down there.

"Darling..." He pointed down.

"Mas...mmpf" I haven't had time to say anything. Mas Haris has stuffed my lips with his. His hands are playing in my sensitive area. I've been so passionate. This afternoon we reunite our love and affection in a hot enough romance.

"Darling..get up!" I heard the sound wake me up. There was a warm touch on my cheek. It turns out Mas Haris kissed my cheek.

I squirmed and blinked my eyes many times.

"Honey it's 4 in the afternoon, let's get up! Shower once keep praying Ashar." Mas Haris.

"My body feels like it's all pegel, Mom."

"Do you want me to get a pijitin?"

"No, I'll wake up."

If he gets my mouth on me, it could be a long affair. I will definitely pray Ashar in an hour.

"Yes already! Come on, I'll take you to the bathroom!"

"Mas, no!"

"Shut up baby! Your husband will spoil you!"

Mas Haris carried me bridal style. sat me on a closed and turned on the shower. He opened the scabbard and took a shower with me. He carried me back to bed.One more time he hit mine with his gun.

"Sorry baby, yours is legit. I can't hold it anymore."

After doing the relationship husband and wife kani sanctified then pray Ashar.

In the evening, we ate together. After eating with Sofi and Irfan pampit back to their home. For three days his house had been left empty without occupants. Auntie's coming home tomorrow with Abah.

Me and Mas Haris drove them all the way to the front.

"Tante, Om, Zie go home first! Zie has to go to school tomorrow. If the permission is long, there will be a lot of red." Said Zie with an adorable look.

"What class is Zie in now?" Ask Mas Haris.

"Well, TK A, Om! Zie just wants to be a big brother."

"Oh yeah? Your mom pregnant Zie?" Askaqua.

"Not Mama, but Auntie. Mama said if you want to ask for adek, ask the same Aunt and Om. Zie order two, yes Te." I glanced towards Sofi and Irfan. They just smile and feel innocent.

"Yes, I'll make two." Mas Haris replied then kissed Zie's cheek.

"Au, sick Deck!" Screeched Mas Haris as I pinched his belly.

"Tante, can't pinch Oom! It will hurt!" Sofi and Irfan laughed and felt victorious. I just shake my head to see their behavior.

"Yes, we've said it first, Ma'am, Haris." Said Sofi.

"Oh yes, Brother! I'm picking Raisya. I believe Brother can make it happen."

"God willing Sof."

After their departure, the house felt lonely. Me and Mas Haris went back to the room. Tonight we slept well. Until dawn, I just woke up. I woke up Mas Haris and we prayed together. After the prayer, Mas Haris fucked me. Suddenly I felt a stomachache, it seemed like it was time I came to the moon. Because it's irregular, so I never mark. Sometimes it is 3 days or even two weeks late.

"Why are you, Dek?"

"Sick stomach, Mas."

"Well.how much stomach pain?"

"So soon, I'll go to the bathroom first." I ran to the bathroom. And sure enough, I'm coming this month. After cleaning it, I got out of the bathroom and took the *********** in the closet. Then look for the reader* inside the nightstand.

"Sorry, Mom."

"Why, Deck?"

"I'm coming home."

"Huh.. come the moon?"

I replied with a nod of the head.

"Why should the moon come now?" Mas Haris patted his own forehead.

I laughed at his joke.

"How many days usually, Dek? As far as I know, I used to pray for 5 days."

"Typically 7 days, sometimes more."

"Yes, the *****fast first. May you be strong, Tit!" I held back the laughter of seeing my husband interacting with his weapon.

Today, I have to go to school. Mas Haris will take me. I don't know exactly what my husband's job is. I never asked, because I wanted him to tell me his own story.

"Today, let me take you. Later if you want to go home just call, Dek. I'd like to review the construction of the economy class in Khayangan housing."

"Mas over there being a foreman?" I asked innocently.

"Haha..no, Deck! I became the owner and marketing department there, so last time I bought a table to put the marketing office. I'm sorry I haven't told you about my work yet, Dek! He stroked my head.

"No problem! I want to be a pedicab-smith I'm okay, which is important halal."

"You, there's just one baby!" Mas Haris pulled my nose.

"Au. sick, Mas! Sticking my nose in, just keep pulling it!"I said, pretending to sulk.

"What the hell, baby! If I take a bite I bite his nose!"

"Ish.. ah already! Let's go, I'll be late."

"Each Lady Haris. Let's go."

We left after saying goodbye to the house. Ummi and Abah are still on leave not to go to the store until the next two days.

Seriate.....

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How is my brother plong already?

Don't travel, brother

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