The Heart of Raisya

Fastings

We went to school using a big motor owned by Mas Haris who yesterday the day after was delivered by his friend.

"Tight hold, Deck!"

"I'm wearing a skirt, Mas. The bells should be tilted."

"Yes that's okay, the important thing is a tight grip. I'll slow down."

The first time I had a man besides Abah and Omku, my own husband. We enjoyed the cold morning air. Until finally, we arrived at school. We stopped at the gate. I got off the bike and kissed the back of my husband's hand.

"I taught you first, Mom?" My permission.

"Yes, honey. I want to work, if I want to go home, don't forget to call!"

"Yes, Mas. Be careful on the road, don't speed!"

"Ready, my dear." He said as he blinked one of his eyes. I smiled at my husband's behavior. Looks like he will color my days in the future. The person is relaxed, but firm and charismatic. Sometimes they like to be funny but funny. Cute, but not crazy.

One that is not good for him, he likes maksa. But strangely I like that. I smiled again at my husband's departure.

I walked to the school office. Just for info, my Principal is no longer Mr. Rudi or my in-laws anymore. But it's been replaced since SK was taken down. Currently the headmaster of the transfer school from SMP Negeri 4. She's a girl.

I just found out that my husband has a property owner or Khayangan City residential owner. This housing was only released about five months ago. It turns out that Mas Haris has been doing property business since he was an S1 school in Japan. Exactly 11 years ago, there he went to college while working part-time. The money he got was then collected and saved. So that he can open his business independently now.

At school, when you go to class.

"It's the aura of the newlyweds!" Mr. Anton teased me

"Good morning, sir!"

"Good morning Mrs Haris, how's the newlywed? Aman?"

"Sir Anton is there. Thank you, sir, for being on our show."

"Together, Mom. I am very happy that Ms. Raisya can match up with Haris. May you soon be blessed with descendants."

"Milk..."

I walked back to Class 7A. Because the first hour I had a schedule there. I teach passionately, even more than usual. Mood sometimes determines mood and circumstances.

At 1pm, I called Mas Haris to pick him up for school. 20 minutes later, Mas Haris came and was already in the school parking lot. With a smile I approached her.

"Gee...Miss Raisya is now spoiled huh? Someone's picking everything up!" Temptation Bu Hesti to me.

"Mu Hesti if you want can also ask to pick up unfortunately!" Mas Haris.

"People are super busy, sir. Where can I pick it up? Just call if not dimishcall won't call. Duh so confide in this. haha."

"We go home, Mom!" My pamphlet to Miss Hesti.

"Yes, Mom. Be careful on the road."

Me and Mas Haris are leaving school. But it seems that the road we passed was not the way to the house.

"Mas, where are we going?"

"We stopped by Dad's house, right? I'm gonna grab something there."

"Oh.. Yeah, all right!Have you prayed?"

"Already, baby!"

Mas Haris is back doing his bike a little tight. Once he held my hand with one of his hands and then kissed the back of my hand. Sometimes he looks at me from the rearview motor. The world as if it belonged to both, the other contracted. It was hot but cold in the heart.

A few moments later we reached my father's house. At home there is a mother and a housekeeper. Dad's out buying bird feed. Apparently Dad had a collection of some birds in the back of his house.

"It's from school straight here, Ris?"

Ask Mom.

"Yes Ma'am, Haris from Khayangan just picked her up at school. Stop by here."

"Let's eat first, you guys haven't had lunch yet. I ate the same meal as you."

Me and Mas Haris ate together at the dinner table.

"Added the name, Dek!" Let's get fat quick."

"Mas want me fat?"

"Not really, if you're fat and skinny, I'll still love..."

I choose to continue eating, if answered then it will be a long matter.

After eating, I brought our former squeals into the kitchen

"Have my son. Leave it alone, Let Inah do the dishes! Maybe you want to take a shower, go to your husband's room, son!

"Yes, Mom." Jawbku without refuting

"Come, Deck! We're going to the room!"

This sat we're in Mas Haris' room. Blue and white shades fill this room space. The room was not much different from my room. The bathroom is also in the room.

"Your mother is full?"

"Not really yet! Want to eat you, but still fast. Huft...."

"What the hell, Mas!" I pinched my husband's stomach.

"Au au.. hurts baby! You love to pinch me!Want me to punish, huh, hem?" Mas Haris tickled my stomach.

"Stop, Mom! I'm sultry! Want to shower. But if I take a shower, what do I change, Mom?

"Just calm down, while wearing my shirt."

"All right! I took a shower at first."

Good thing I brought ********** and the reader* in my bag. Because it is to keep watch for fear of penetrating.

"Where's the shirt?"

"Oh yes... Would you like to wear my sheath? You also like to wear gloves!"

"May deh!"

"Why do you sleep at the door, Dek? Come outside!"

"Shame, Mas!"

"I've seen it all. Don't be ashamed! I'm fasting anyway."

Without denying it I came out of the bathroom.

"Where's the shirt next door, Mom? Let me take it myself."

"In the closet that door the middle. Top stack. The scabbard is also underneath."

When I opened the door of the closet in question. I tried to take it, but my hand didn't reach because it was too high. Suddenly my husband was standing behind me. And get me a t-shirt. But not up there, instead he grabbed me from behind. Sniffing my nape.

"Come, baby." He peed my neck and neck. His hands are perched on both my misses. I felt it. It's hypocritical that I said I was okay. I was overwhelmed by the touch of my husband.

With a single blow, the towel I was wearing sagged down. And now I have only my underwear left.

"Mas, stop!"

"I know, Deck! I was fasting. But wouldn't it be innocent if I played with mine this one." Mas Haris pointed at the two mounds that he currently rem*s.

Mas Haris just fucked me at the top. He could still resist his desire. I think I should keep my distance from my husband. If not, I could be eaten.

We slept until 4 p.m. I woke up and realized that I was in my in-laws' house right now. Quickly I get up and wash my face. Then I put my uniform back on. After I was done, I woke my husband up.

"What time, Dek?"

"Hour 4 passing, Mas. You haven't prayed Ashar."

"Oh. yeah. All right, I'll wake up. But give me some vitamins first!"

"the vitamin? What vitamins do you take, my friend? Which side is it? Let me get it!" I asked a few questions to my husband.

"That's not the vitamin I'm talking about, Deck! But this." Mas Haris suddenly kissed me on the cheek. I was surprised. "Seger. If this is how I want to wake up. I want to pray first!" Mas Haris got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

He was really hard to guess, always making my heart not work normally. My mind is in my heart.

After finishing the prayer, Mas Haris replaced the scabbard with shorts made from jeans. He also brought some clothes from inside his closet.

"Is there anything else you want to bring, Mom?"

"Emm. oh yes, please changger HP on the nightstand, dear."

After finishing the default tidying, we say goodbye to Father and Mother. When we were in front of the house, Nuri came with her two children.

"Sir, why are you going home? From here?"

"Yes just picked my wife up from school, I came straight here."

"Sir, don't you want to stop by the house?" Nuri.

"When yes, now we go home first. Because there's still work to be done."

"All right, you guys be careful."

"Yes, thank you. Drug darling! Aunt and Om go home first!" Pamitku to Dito Nuri's two-year-old son and four-year-old Dinda. If her first child is still alive, she is thought to be six years old. Nuri is two years older than me. But because of the position I was his Sister-in-law, then he called me Ma'am.

Me and Mas Haris stopped by my meatball stall. Because I haven't eaten meatballs in a long time.

"Bang, the meatballs are two! That's jumbo! Just drink water."

"Ready, Ma'am Raisya."

Me and Mas should find a seat.

Not long after, our order arrived.

"Please enjoy Ma'am Raisya, and Masnya. Long time no here, uh now bring a trailer!" Bang Jono glanced at Mas Haris.

"Thank you, Bang. Yes, mumpung diboncengin husband."

"Oh, her husband? Pantesan.. yes already! Monggo on, Ma'am."

"Thank you, Bang."

"Yes are the same."

We ate our order meatballs. I added a little salt and a spoonful of sambal to my bowl.

"Don't do much, Deck! Later his stomach pain. You said her stomach hurt."

"And his stomach ache because it's the moon, Mas."

"Yes, take care of your health."

We continued eating meatballs. Then we went back to Abah's house.

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