The Matchmaker Competition

CHAPTERS 120

Whoever is married has perfected half of his worship (his religion). And he shall fear Allah SWT in the maintenance of the part." (CHR. Thabrani and Judge).

O Allah, grant me and my wife blessings, and bless them for my cause. O Allah, grant me sustenance for them, and give them sustenance for me. O Allah, unite us (both) in goodness and separate us (both) in goodness..

That night the moon was covered in clouds. But the beauty they cannot describe. After a long day they were busy with weddings. Not to mention the walimah event, inevitably they have to follow. Juna and Dira were guided into the room.

Time has shown at half eleven o'clock in the evening. Juna and Dira sat back to each other. Equally shy cat. Although it was halal but it seemed that Dira was initially still reluctant near her husband.

Juna released his bridal attributes. Dira stared at the curves of her husband's body. How handsome that man is. She was fascinated by her husband's muscles. Not how long Juna

he finished cleaning himself and then laid his body on the edge of the bed.

Juna laid his body on the bed. Waiting for his wife who has been in the bathroom for a long time. Not sure what the woman did, Juna just guessed Dira was still groggy on their first night. Juna also did not want to force his wife to pay if it was not ready. Is not their love bound? of course he can do it anytime.

Chequek!

The bathroom door was open. Dira only wears after a short nightgown. His hands were still rubbing his wet hair. Dira felt her hair itch because she was wearing a modern bun. Dira a little understand how to melt the former masakan. Because she had studied makeup with the late Meyra, her sister-in-law.

"Mas" she saw her husband lying on the bridal bed.

"Yes, baby." Juna got up from the bed.

"Aren't you cleaning first? your body smells like sweat. You haven't prayed, have you?"

"Emang still has time? what time is it?" Juna glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Mas, the time of day is long until dawn. So you can still pray. Do not neglect the time, mas.limit the last prayer isa only until 12 pm. It's still half an eleven night. There's still time."

"My wife is the best." Juna clasped both of Dira's cheeks.

"Not much talking. Quickly clean yourself. I'm waiting for." Dira pulls her husband's body out of bed. Juna deliberately burdens his body so that Dira falls into his body.

"Come, mas. Prayer!"

BRUUUUU!

Surely Dira's body was above Juna. Dira quickly moved away from her husband. Juna's hand held him until Dira sat on her husband's thigh. Juna stroked Dira's hair from top to bottom. His wife's hair covered her neck. Juna swallowed his saliva. Can't wait to take a beautiful body of his wife.

Dira forgot to ask her husband to pray. He had even forgotten that he was wudhu. His body resigned as Juna pulled his chin, tasting his lips, Dira's hands coiled around Juna's neck. Now his body is on the bed.

"Dira, I want it."

Dira's body wriggled as she felt the warmth of her husband's kiss. Juna's hands continued to play at every point of his body. There was a small groan from the woman's lips.

"Let's...Mas! Amused!"

Juna doesn't care about Dira's complaints. The longer he launched his action. Dira seemed to turn his body when the action took place.

"I love you my wife." Juna Whisper.

Both seemed increasingly engrossed in a burning desire. Dira is getting lured by the touch by touch given by Juna.

"Bag,"

"Yes, baby." Juna is still touching Dira's hair. His right hand touched his wife's hip.

"I ..," Dira increasingly felt Juna was still relaxed with his game.

Juna laid Dira on their wedding bed. The two look at each other. Dira still uses his full use, different from Juna who has released his shirt.

"You know Dira, I'm so happy to have you all" Juna said.

"I am happy too. Not in vain 15 years I love you. I buried this feeling deep" said Dira.

Juna again landed a kiss on her neck. Juna's hand tickled as if asking Dira to take off her clothes.

"Mas..," Dira looked down in embarrassment as Juna found her twin hills visible.

Traces of red were seen on Dira's neck. Dira enjoys what her husband treats more and more.********that's getting heard.

"You enjoyed it?" said Juna.

"I enjoy what my husband should give me." whispered Dira.

"I thought you'd be embarrassed when I started fulfilling the obligation."

"Because what's inside of me I gave it all up for you. I'm all yours, and you're all mine."

Dira started taking off the shirt he was wearing. Juna is increasingly focused on his wife's twin hills.

"May..," said Juna to his wife.

"For you, baby." Dira published his best smile.

"Thank you, baby. I love you." Juna kissed Dira's lips deeper.

"Darling," Juna felt that his own had hardened.

"Iiii.yeah," her bead blinked.

"By, I ..."

"I want out." whispered Juna.

"What's out, ma'am?" Dira still doesn't understand.

"If the pain says the same to me, yes?" said Juna.

Juna also stuck his stick into the defense layer owned by Dira. Suddenly Dira screamed, feeling excruciating pain. Her hands were tightly clasping her husband's shoulders.

"Baaaaahh... Mas! it hurts!" his screeches.

"Sorry, sweetheart. If it makes you sick." Juna felt guilty when he saw the face of his wife who was enduring the pain.

Juna pulled Dira's body into his arms. Like a father to his son. Juna calmed the distant trembling Dira.

"I'm sorry, I promise I'll slow down from what's now" she whispered.

Juna pulled the blankets covering their innocent bodies. Dira who had started to get tired with their first night. "Mas, it hurts a lot." - Shouted Dira.

"You rest, baby. It's about dawn." Juna stroked Dira's hair. The woman had already started to enter the dreamland. In his kiss his wife's forehead gently.

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Assalamualaikum. May this day be a field of blessing for all of us. I as the author of the matchmaking contest thank you for reading the story of Dira and Juna.

One more part of their story will be finished. Maybe in the latest novel there will be their story although not as strong as the new main cast.

Shocked, yes! noon was up that way. No papa, you can read at night.

keep continuing this novel with like comments and votes. Because this book was made with love.