The Huckold Married??

Raffan Shouts

"To stay over is to lie to your wife, do you not realize that this is the rebuke God has given you!"

Crews!

"Aduuuuhhhhh, I'm sorry I'm sick!!"

Raffan was so hysterical when his ankle was pulled to improve the position of the bones and also the veins that were not true, even Raffan's ears could hear the distinctive sound of his leg bones.

Pull by pull, massage after massage is still being done, not only his hands are moving but also his mouth is doing the same thing, massaging on the legs and lecturing on the mouth.

Imran's hand movements began to soften a little so that Raffan could breathe a little relief then his eyes tried to sharpen and try to heed his ears from the lecture that his father was singing.

"You're supposed to learn more about religion, don't get bored always making trouble! astaghfirullahaladzim Raffan Raffan!" ustad Imran was at a loss for words for his son.

"Raffan will still need to adapt Dad, can not just be the Sholeh person as you want, be a good husband for Deefa, can't just be straight, kan Raffan has also said that Raffan will try to make changes but it is not immediately gradual," said Raffan with eyes that do not want to open.

While in the corner of the room, his mother and wife were sitting watching Father and son who never wanted to give up on each other if they had met.

Crews!

Raffan's eyes widened when he again felt his bones pulled until it sounded that not only he had heard but his wife and mother as well, even the two women were standing together.

"Ampuuun Ayaaaahhh sakiiit!"

And the cries of pain reverberated to fill the room, so loud as one who was severely tortured.

"Dare to make a tantrum but do not dare to take risks, this is a risk because it is difficult to manage difficult to say from before marriage until marriage is still this way, this is the case, your nature as a man should be responsible to your wife instead of the crazy races that always do you harm!" cerocos ustad Imran can no longer bear to take out nagging after nagging that may only enter the right ear and then out of the left ear, snoring without anyone accommodating.

"Your hobby is hard for others to know! not just your mom and dad you're struggling with now but your wife!" urtak ustad Imran back massaged no matter the child howled in pain because his ankle he pulled to be justified sliding location.

"Sick Dad," whined Raffan who now sounded like a child while covering his flushed face.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, shame on Deefa!" ustad Raffan cried when he saw his son crying.

"Let's go, Raffans are in pain!" ketus Raffan's.

"There's a Deef bandage?" ask ustad Imran to his son-in-law.

"There's Dad, Deefa get it for a second," Deefa said, then rushed to get the medicine box on the dresser.

"This is Dad" he said, giving the scroll he had just picked up to the in-laws.

Ustad Imran also wrapped the ankle of the child who had finished his massage, "a week you can just walk normally," he said, he said, either to scare the child or indeed it's a clear reality for now Raffan can not walk properly because it does not immediately heal immediately after being sorted.

"Where else do I need to massage?"

"Udah does not exist" Raffan answered quickly while shaking his head.

"Dad's waist, this morning Deefa saw Mas Raffan's waist blue."

"Lying Daddy lied, there's nothing to sort anymore." Raffan denied Deefa's words because he no longer wanted to feel the order from his father's hand that was like a madman.

"So Mas Raffan himself who said that his waist hurts and Deefa also see, the time in telling lies."

"Deefa can't lie!" ustad Imran's spring flipped over his son's body quickly making Raffan unable to dodge.

Ustad Imran lifted Raffan's shirt and shook his head, "it's still a lie" he said, breathing in the boy's behavior.

"You why the hell is Deef supposed to talk? look at her husband in pain" Raffan scolded his wife.

"It's not so Mas, Deefa just doesn't want Mas Raffan sick and can't move properly" Deefa replied.

"Sick how the hell, in a state like this I can still shake you, how many rounds I can still!"

The plot!

"Ouch!"

Raffan complained when his head was in the pitak by his father who was upset to hear his words.

"There are parents who can still talk so bawdy!" the namel of ustad Imran.

While Deefa even so lowered her head embarrassed even more so her mother-in-law who was even smiling looking at her.

"Lagian son-in-law Noh ngeselin's father, the blacksmith," said Raffan upset that for the second time he had to feel his pain in the massage.

This whole life was such an excruciatingly sick massage that he felt like he wanted to destroy the bed, he said, not just lebay but it seems like Irman is deliberately spending his energy to give a little lesson to his wayward son.

From teenagers until after marriage was still stubborn and always did not want to give up even with his wife though.

"Yes Ma'am, Deefa knows," Deefa replied, commenting on a gentle smile.

"If it's been very outrageous and can not be advised well you can teach him a lesson, I leave Raffan with you Deef, I believe you can definitely make it much better," look at the middle-aged woman while stroking the daughter-in-law's back.

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"Fucking raffan!" faranisa's curse, when accidentally saw a photo of Raffan in the gallery of his phone.

"Ciee still nyimpen photos of the former yee nih." ledek his friends who accidentally saw when Fara swore.

"But a big-ass ass with a bunch of people!" ketus Fara did not receive in the ledek by his friend because of a photo of Raffan that he had not removed.

"If my word is indeed handsome Raffan is Far" chirped Seira.

"Not only said Lo Se, said me and the other children also really, really handsome and also badboy really, I like to fret when I meet him," timpal Devi praised the man named Raffan.

"Lo take it there if you want, I don't want to be with men!" the Sentak Fara dongkol

They certainly have heard that Raffan is married but who the woman they do not know or see it immediately makes them very curious.

"Who did he marry anyway? which school boy is that? are the college kids here too?" Seira let out a question that got the twitching of the shoulders of her two friends.

"If the child here must also have been found out, there is no way this child is like him" explained Devi.

"Yes, too" added Seira.

While Fara is now busy removing photos of Raffan from her gallery, the photo of men who make her will always be upset if she sees it.

"Ngapain Lo delete?"

"What do you want me to do is save a picture of a fucking guy like him!" snapped Fara.

"You want Lo pellets" said Devi.

"Maha."

Devi and Seira were compact to laugh when Fara snorted annoyed at the nonsense babble, indeed she was a woman did not sell well until she had to memelet a man.

"The model Raffan like this ten also I can dapetin!" chirps Fara with a cynical eye.

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