The Heart of Raisya

Seductively

We decided to stay here tonight. Maybe there is a point said Mas Haris.We need a new atmosphere to create something new. I've called Ummi, if we don't come home tonight. Tomorrow after the dawn prayer we will go home. Because I have to go to teaching.

Tonight we ate at the cafe in the inn. The atmosphere of rice fields with a view of the sky full of stars. There are some lanterns that are in the shape of flowers and hearts. There are only a few people staying here. Because the rooms provided there are only 20 rooms. We enjoyed dinner with a rustic menu.

"Dear, sorry! We can only have a honeymoon close, impromptu anyway. You know, I can at least delay what comes to my mind. You just say what you want again? May God soon lay the seed of our love in your womb."

"I'm happy even though I was just invited here, Mas. I don't want to ask for more from you. Enough to remain my man as he is and be faithful until the end of his life."

Mas Haris took my hand and then grabbed it.

"Darling, you've been so sweet all day. I feel like I'm the ABG kid who just fell in love."

"Ish, Mum! You are just there."

"Are you going out to buy something, baby? Sweet martabak or what is it?"

"Em. No, Mas. I'm full already."

"Yes, then let's go back to the room."

We finally went back to the room. Because we are not sleepy we watch TV. I asked Mas Haris to set up an Indian film. Because I love Indian movies. Mas Haris followed my will.

"Darling, why do you like Indian movies?"

"Yes, I like it! You can watch Indian movies. Not understanding the meaning, but the song is nice to hear, pingin rocking it."

"Ah time anyway? Try rocking!"

"Maassa..."

"Yes, honey... Let's try, haha...."

Tonight is very cold, I can not be separated from Mas Haris. After twice she planted the seeds in my womb, we finally fell asleep until dawn.

"Mas, get up. It's about dawn! Said we'd check out early in the morning?"

"Hem..cold darling." You have to pull my body up to fall on top of it. "Let it be like this first, baby."

"But..." Before I continue my words. My lips have been covered with his lips. He crushed with his greed. Until I'm out of breath.

I hit his shoulder to release our pagutan.

"Hehe. sorry, honey. Your lips are so sweet."

"Let's wake up! It's about dawn, Mas."

"Seek one more time, dear. Pliss..." With a clear face, Mas Haris pleaded.Of course I can not refuse his wishes.

"All right." Answer's short.

Mas Haris fucked me one more time, until I was*ngsang and lulled. I didn't realize that hers had been pierced inside. Until we finally finished the romance this morning. We bathe together and pray together. After that we were ready to check out.Jam 5 in the morning we had gone home. And 6 in the morning we reached Abah's house.

At 7am, I was ready to go to school. This time I was driven by car.

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One month later.

This time I was in front of the fridge. Lately I like to gnaw on ice cubes. Until Ummi scolded me, because I had a cold allergy. But somehow, I don't feel allergic as usual.

Tonight Mas Haris arrived late. Because the craftsman built our house overtime. So inevitably Mas Haris came to monitor, afraid that something was needed.

"Mas, just got home?"

"Yes, Honey. Sorry yes! Earlier maksa exchange, want to overtime he said so quickly finished scouting. I'll take a shower, yeah."

"No... Don't Shower!"

"Lho, why? I'm sultry, Dek! This is not a strong smell. I didn't shower again this afternoon."

"Try here, I kiss the keteknya! Asem really?"

"Eh uh. don't! You'll pass out."

"Lebay you, Mas. Here no!" I pushed Mas Haris to the edge of the bed. Then open the short-sleeved work he wears.

"Sir, what do you want? Want to*me?"

"But, what a pain!" I pushed Mas Haris' body, until it fell and lay on the bed. I open next to the keteknya. And then he overcame her and sipped her ketek., and.,

"Darling, what are you doing? No!"

"Shut up, Mom! Very ticklish! I just want to kiss the ketek. Just shut up!"

"No need! If the bath will smell different is not this bad."

Eventually Mas Haris accepted my treatment. After I felt enough, I told her to take a shower.

"Thank you, Mom! Now you can take a shower." My husband was surprised to see me. She rushed to the bathroom.

Pov Haris's

I was in shock when I came home. My wife forbade me to take a shower. Why is he so weird? She held me in bed, and kissed my teak. I can't avoid it, he's been stalking me. What's wrong with my wife? When did he miss? No way, deh!

Mas Haris came out of the bathroom and prayed Isya. I don't know why I saw my husband's good looks double when he was wearing white cocoa. I smiled looking at him.

"Darling, why are you smiling to yourself? I got goosebumps!"

"Why am I a ghost, Mas?" I pretended to sulk an sullen pout.

"No-no, that's not what I mean, baby!"

"Continue what? Are you saying I'm weird?"

"Bu-not so! My wife is getting prettier now, her cheeks are getting chabi, and the mountain is getting plump." Mas Haris scratched his non-itchy head.

"Let's eat, Mas! I haven't had dinner yet because I'm waiting for you to come home."

"Come, baby."

We went to the kitchen and ate at the table. Ummi and Abah had dinner after the Isha prayer. It's 9 p.m., they're in the room.

"Why do you drink cold water? You don't usually."

"Cold, Mom."

Haris is no longer a process.

After we finished eating, we went back to our room. And get ready to go to sleep. Usually Mas Haris sleeps tanoa wearing clothes. He'll just wear a glove. My husband was lying on his back on the bed.

"You tired, Mom?"

"Yes, honey. So tired! Sleepy anyway."

"Want me a pinch?"

"May, with pleasure."

"You're on your stomach, Mas. I'm gonna change my clothes first."

Mas Haris did as I told him. Then I massaged Mas Haris on the back from bottom to top.

"Where, Mas? Yummy?"

"Hem.. It's delicious, your hands are soft." He said with his eyes closed.

"Reverse, Mas!"

Mas Haris changed his position to supine. Apparently he still closed his eyes. I massaged from below, twisting the soles of his feet. I went upstairs to her stomach. And guerrilla under the stomach. Squeezing his gun. I don't know why I wanted it so much tonight. I was like a seductress, flirting with my own husband.

"Law... Honey!" My husband flinched and opened his eyes. She was glued to see me wearing black lingerie with a prominent cleavage and a high thigh. Mas Haris, his eyes.

"Darling."

"You're tired and sleepy, huh, Mom? Well, I've had a good night's sleep, sweet dreams." I pretended to lie down and sleep behind him.

"Darling, I'm not tired!" Mas Haris persuaded me and grabbed me from behind. I just held back a laugh waiting for his reaction. "My weapons are ready for battle, baby. Your touch woke him up. Let's continue."

"She was tired?"

"The sauce is gone, because you've been massaging it."

"Okay, with pleasure." I turned and smiled at him. Tonight we make love again.

I felt something different about my Pay. It feels more developed and the edges are a little bit sore.

Seriate.....

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Come on who here brother readers who likes to kiss the husband's ketek?😂

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See you again sister....