The Ojek That's My Soul

Negotiations before the war

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Finding a true life partner is not just to meet all your biological needs.

The meaning of marriage is more than just fulfilling the satisfaction.

Marriage is a worship of great value.

Therefore, the contents are not only beautiful, there will be many obstacles that demand your cooperation as a couple.

Pass with patience and responsibility.

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I also brought Mas Aji inside.

"Go in ae yo Dek's room. "Lirih Mas Aji whispered in my ear, making the fine hairs on my body stand up all at once.

(Siang-day ngajak ngamar, want opo to Mas iki) my mind has breezed buana everywhere.

"Mas tired, want to be carefree."Persuade him again while whispering, like you know what I'm thinking.

I just nodded and smiled, but the heart condition was no longer good. Hopefully, there's no singing the sound of my heartbeat, the sound of which is like a tambourine, which is sounding by marawis players.

"Sir, Buk, excuse us to go to the room first. "Pamitnya to mother and father

"Mari Bude, Pakde. "

Take it back to the sodara-sodara that is still in my house.

After we were in my room which was only 2x3 m².

With a medium-sized bed, it's easy to sleep together.

With a small closet in the corner of the room, and a small nightstand next to the bed.

This is the look of my simple home room.

Mas Aji immediately locked the door, and then grabbed my hand to walk me closer to the bed.

("Deg..! ")

" Sit here Deck, let's talk here first. "Its rule is soft.

"You, yo don't have to strain ngono anyway. "

Said Mas Aji while pulling my hand to sit next to him.

And this is where we sit on a bed that is not soft anymore because the mattress has been decades not changed, maybe my age.

(Luckily the sheets have been changed with Ibuk, and in wearing a bad cover, giving (guest) from Aji mas, so it looks pretty slick.)

"Who's tense, Adek just confused what to do," I said

(When it is tense, sok ngeles)

"Em, then Mas will explain a little, about the role or responsibilities, as well as the rights and obligations of husband and wife. "Speak Mas Aji gently, while grasping warmly both of my hands, his shady eyes never once turned away from me.

" So, this is Deck, right, right now who will be responsible to you, both in the world and in the hereafter. "

"Mas is obliged to provide you, both a living born that includes; a look, a hand and a board, in accordance with the ability and ability of Mas."

"Even the inner living is; it cares you well, according to the rules of the religion of Islam, with full tenderness, not by imposing the will."

" Mas also have to make you happy, be a pleasant interlocutor, where you lean and pour out all the turmoil, Mas's duty also protects your souls and honor."

"That's all Mas's responsibility to you, indirectly it all explains your rights as Mas's wife. "

"Now Mas will explain your responsibilities as a wife, which also relates to Mas's rights as a husband. " Obviously Mas Aji was full of gentleness, no patronizing impression, his thumb occasionally gently stroking my hand.

"The task of Adek is; preparing all the needs of the husband, always pleasant when viewed, always commenting on a smile, preening in front of the husband, maintaining views and boundaries with the opposite sex who is not mahrom."

"Maintaining property and managing the living of the husband, always asking permission when out of the house, do not receive guests without the permission of the husband."

" It's always ready whenever the husband needs to be in love."Whisper Mas Aji while looking at my nose, I just looked down and smiled shyly.

"Tu right, Adek's duties are not difficult, the important sing adek must obey and manut karo your handsome husband iki,"his cock while stroking my head which is still wrapped in a veil with a gentle smile that never came out from earlier.

" Nggih Mas, Adek please guide him."

"The word of heavenly mother is now in the husband, not in the mother anymore,"

I said softly, grasping her hand tightly.

My eyes are also glazed.

"Ajari Adek in order to become a solihah yo Mas wife. "My husband in a rather hoarse voice.

"Remember adek gently and well, with firmness instead of hardness,"

imbuh me again

"Of course, my sweet wife, because right, she's from Mas's ribs." Kayu Mas Aji with a blink of an eye.

(Duh,Mas, don't keep teasing, Adek ndak strong, eh.")

"Because you are my rib, then, you must always be by Mas's side, to accompany, when happy and difficult. "

"Admonishing Mas when wrong, remind Mas when forgotten."

Her netra did not come off combing my face, while her finger gently stroked my cheek.

Mas Aji looked at me deeply this time, I was swept away.

I even got carried away, somewhere.

My mind was empty, leaping.

Ah, no, it seems that now I'm drowning, in its charm, its touch.

Unexpectedly, there was something wet and springy stuck to my lips.

(Huaa... Mas Aji kissed me!)

(A...I, what should I do..?)

Maybe because I was passive, Mas Aji removed the link.

"Emh, sweet...! "

I just blushed and lowered my head, because this was obviously my first experience.

" I'm sorry yo, yen rasane is this 'First Kiss' Mas, whisper it shyly.

(When we are in the room, why also use whispers. )

" Same Mas, Adek too,"

I muttered but it felt like it could be heard clearly by this man before me, the proof, he was messing around.

" God is lucky, can get a wife who is good at taking care of herself and her honor. "

Praised me.

"Don't myself, my heart, I take good care of it, until no one can enter but you. "Then I dared to look at him again.

" Thank you, my dear wife. "

He stamped the tip of my nose with both fingers.

"Oh, sick tau, Mum!"

my grunts with both pursed lips, after Mas Aji released his claw.

" Uhh, you squid, make people flutter....! "

Mas Aji cried while cupping both of my cheeks, then again hit the warm and wet chewy object.

My eyes are breaking, my heartbeat should not be asked again.

It feels like this chest is exploding like popcorn that is being cooked.

This time it was more than just a kiss.

The link is getting closer, closer and deeper, with further exploration, until there is a salivary exchange.

" So don't get carried away, Mas can't stand it, "

his taunts after he took off our link.

I laughed a little while hitting his arm slowly.

His hands are still on both of my cheeks.

" I can take off Adek's hijab,"

my permission is for him, because I understand his eyes.

Then she lowered her hand, touched the lower end of my hijab, slowly Mas Aji raised it up and opened perfectly by showing me the hair that I was wearing low.

I opened the clap too. And, emblazoned with real, black hair that is still somewhat moist, curly, and long shoulder length.

I can only look down with fingers that crumple each other.

"God, my beautiful squid! "say Mas Aji with a joke.

I immediately raised my face and opened my rather large eyes.

" Aah..sebel, deh! "

"Muji yo muji ae after all, no frills," I protested with a slight sulk, while holding my hand in front of my chest.

He chuckled then pulled my hand, making my face instantly hit his chest which was quite a field.

(Ah, at ease, finally.can be hugged.).

Mas Aji kissed the tip of my head, many times. Looks like he likes the smell of my shampoo, fortunately I shampooed with a double sachet this morning.

It must still be fragrant, even if it was this afternoon.

He hugged me tighter, and stroked my back slowly, making my body instantaneously brim.

Slowly Mas Aji pushed my body out of his arms, looking at me with his soft, misty eyes.

"Sir, may...? "Ask with a clean slit.

I nodded slowly, allowing her to do whatever she wanted, was I not her right.

After getting my approval, Mas Aji led me to recite a prayer before doing husband and wife worship.

I opened my eyes, after I lowered my hand from my face, which I had previously rubbed after the prayer recitation.

At once our eyes stared at each other, deep, full of love and pent-up longing.

It was as if we were going to bring out all of it, a surge that we could only suppress all this time.

Feelings that are increasingly inflamed, when there is no more veil that blocks, because one word "SAH" has been spoken.

Make what will happen halal and a field of reward for us.

A hand grip that increasingly binds feelings, every touch that will shed sins.

Each *******,

Every whimper,

It is like a melodious poem.

Lathering scrape little by little lumps of longing.

Which favor of God do you deny?.

When, pleasure is like the heaven of the world you feel, it becomes a place of worship that will grow a field of reward.

Then it happened what should have happened.

Not the first night but the first day😂😂

The important thing is that it's labeled "HALAL" from "KUA"...🤣

Because goalkeeping is not bound by time.

Aay...!

Forgive me who can only attach figures of speech, without details🤗

The otor is afraid of nails.... 😁