The Preferred Priest Candidate

Eggplant Pecel

Cupping a blanket on his lower body, Zen went down the bed. He wants to find the whereabouts of a backpack that holds a change of clothes and gifts that he prepared for Nana.

" Mom! The blanket! " Nana held the end of the blanket as hard as she could.

With the condition of the room lights are still brightly lit, he felt embarrassed and could not see the condition of his naked body at this time. Especially, after the thrilling moments he had just passed with Zen. Which is possible, leaving some evidence marks on his smooth body.

" Step, Mum! " Don't lose to Nana. Zen also maintained the only cover on his body. " Borrow a minute, honey... "

Pluks. An object landed right above Zen's head. The thing that Nana deliberately threw to outwit. So that Zen would not want to let go of his grip on the blanket he was seizing.

And it's true. Zen manages to get into Nana's trap. However, when Zen pierced the object he got from the top of his head, Nana felt so nervous about being embarrassed.

" lady.mam... " I feel guilty.

Nana intends to get out of bed, and embrace Zen as her ma'af request. But that stopped him from doing.

" Yahoooo!! Mamam, what the hell is that?! " Nana hid her whole body in the blanket. Something had stained his sight.

" Where, Honey? " Crowd, looking for the cause of his wife's hysteria.

Nana. Clearly, he witnessed for himself the awakening of a lump of boneless meat.

" That's what's under Mamam! " Zen's gaze was immediately fixed on the bottom.

" huh?! "

He smiled because he was ashamed. Why is it so easy his lust can be provoked.

Yes, just because I saw this ! Zen squeezed Nana's panties which were still within his grasp.

Maybe it wasn't a piece of cloth that was the cause. But because of a piece of memory about the taste of the contents wrapped by the cloth.

After getting what he was looking for in his backpack, Zen returned to the bed. Put her body into the same blanket that Nana used to hide.

" Not a responsibility, even in staying stuck! "

" Aawws! " Nana screamed because of Zen's act of recklessly squeezing her chest. " Mum is scared, honey... "

" Why afraid??? "

" Fear, lest Mamam's brother snatch Mumum's virginity again! " Answer Nana while nyungir.

Grandpa? Zen found it funny to call Nana for his vitals.

" Which other virginity do you mean? Hem's? "

" aww! " It is not because of a squeeze, but because of Zen's hand rub, where Nana keeps her virginity.

Facing Zen, Nana began to make careful observations on her husband's face.

" It turns out his face is Mamam, really deceiving huh? " Zen raised his eyebrows due to astonishment. " It seems quiet, but it turns out... "

" widening? " Strong Zen.

" No! " Pinched the two golden cheeks of Zen. " It turns out, really naughty! "

Not accepting being called naughty, Zen gave a clarification.

" That's not a naughty name, but a creative darling... " Kissing Nana's silent forehead. " Barokallah fi umrik nggih, his wife Mamam. "

" This is what, Mam? " Nana received a roll of paper that was clamped with a rubber band.

What the hell? Love letter though? Nana hope.

" Read it. It was a gift from Mamam. "

Slowly Nana opened the scroll, which turned out to contain two sheets. What he could see first on the paper, was a green logo, belonging to the Ministry of Religious Affairs.

" Huh!? "

Nana did not know why suddenly there was water flowing from her eyes without excuse.

" dear... " Nana looked at Zen's face. He felt unworthy to receive the gift.

Mahar with Real currency is indeed the idea of Nana. With a hope, one day he and Zen can perform Hajj together. But he really did not expect, if Zen would directly grant his expectations.

Yes, it is not a love letter that Nana got, but rather a Hajj Registration Letter (SPPH) in her name which was given by Zen, in two important celebrations in her life. The wedding day and birthday are only one day apart.

" Say, Mum. Mamam can only register regular, so the departure is still a long time. " Kissing the palm of Nana, who was rubbing her cheek. " Maybe when it comes, our son has even ten. "

" Ten, Mam??? Just... bentar...! Mumum didn't faint yet. "

Smiling, "Say, if you want to be given artificial breath with Mamam! "

" No.. no...! Rings are off. Mumum wants powder. " Deflect Zen while muttering. " It's delicious! If it is set up like that, he can win a lot. "

***

Nana opened her eyes. He was disturbed by the noise coming from outside his room. He's still sleepy.

" Heh, nine o'clock! " Nana could not believe what her eyes were seeing.

Previously, he thought if now still not entered at dawn. He did not hear the voice of Adhan at all.

" Dear.., wake up yuk... "

Outside, the sky is overcast. Make the atmosphere in the room of the newlyweds cool. The real Zen had already woken up before Nana, becoming lazy to open his eyes. Moreover, he had missed his morning prayer. Quite embarrassing, for his first day of living in the house of in-laws.

Nana catches a faint smile on Zen's lips, as she gives a kiss to wake her husband.

Hem... Watch out for you, Mama! Nana was aware, if Zen was pretending to be asleep.

With a thought of jail, Nana brought her face closer to Zen's chest. And kiss his put*ng out loud.

" Mom... Enghs... " Strongly, Zen clasped Nana's head.

Nana who did not know, if it was a 'shortcut button' to activate all the passions that exist in Zen, became shocked.

" Hiks. Mischievous... " Zen loosened his hold.

" Not bad, but creative! " Imitates Zen's speech last night. " Well, let's get up! "

Zen planted his blanket, "Now, you're awake! a pinch of responsibility! "

Nana. Only his eyeballs can move around. Between embarrassment and curiosity, to stare at the part of Zen's body that was brandishing itself while showing off its veins.

Nana's face looks red. Perhaps the effect of the heat in his body that was reminiscing about the memory, how it felt when the blunt object barged into him.

" em's... " Unable to speak.

While Zen who was impatiently waiting, immediately hit Nana's body which was from last night not wearing anymore clothes. Not because you can't. However, because it is forbidden by Zen who wants to feel Nana's body to fall asleep.

" Mamam is already dying like a gini, not helped even in living dumb. "

Does it hurt, if it's tense? Nana wonders.

" Mumum is still plain, honey... So don't miss how it goes. " Say Nana said. While his hands were palpating every area on Zen's body.

" Engh... Dear. " Lenguh Zen's. As Nana's naughty hand pinched the two lumps that were protruding on her chest.

" This, the so-called still plain? "

" It's plain. Again, no clothes. Look, plain, right? "

As if teasing, Nana raised both hands up on her head. Showing off his innocence to Zen.

Cup. Zen's mouth landed on Nana's chest.

" Ahhh... "

Feeling the pleasure, Nana's hands clutched Zen's head and back. Learn from his first experience. In this second experience, Nana looks more active in giving her resistance. Until the struggle that occurred between Zen and himself was hotter than before.

Tok... Someone knocked on Nana's room door.

" Oh, Zen. Breakfast breakfast... "

It was the voice of Yuni, the victim of the uproar caused by Nana and Zen overnight. Because he and Firman were last night occupying the room next to Nana's room.

After being able to regulate breathing, Nana said, "Yes Ma'am. Later. "

Because there are more important things for them to finish now. The third round, on the first day, after legally being a married couple.

Poking her hand at Zen's neck, Nana whispered. " You see, still waiting for pecel 'himberg' mateng, Mbak. "

With a smile Zen replied. " Mumum prefers to wear thick santen what is diluted, for pecel eggplant? "

 

~ FINISHED ~