Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped Love Duda 30

I listened to stories and love stories as well as the journey of mass life Amal. And I was so amazed to see the tenderness of Amal's mass who willingly loved Zuwita sincerely, even though not a single drop of blood flowed in Zuwita's body.

Many things that make me surprised to hear all the mass narration of Amal, one of which is when he did not touch Sabrina even though they were married once. And I can read so steadfastly the mass faith of Amal. Though I'm sure, Anyone man will definitely falter if he is constantly tempted.

Now Amal's mass close his body to me. We hold hands with each other. Amal came closer to my face. I occasionally glanced at Zuwita, afraid that the sweet baby would wake up.

Slowly but surely Amal began to taste my lips. Don't ask me how my body shakes. This was my first experience.

" It's still noon!" I tried to hold him back repeatedly.

But the reason I gave was not enough to ban mass charity.

Until we had a husband and wife relationship this afternoon. We have a legitimate and free relationship with records just for the two of us.

Zuwita was sleeping next to me. Amal and I saw a red stain on the bedsheet.

" It's still ori." Candanya.

I covered my face with a pillow. There is a sense of shame because Amal discussed it. There was a feeling of happiness, because I managed to offer my virginity to my husband.

Many times Amal hugged me, "thank you for giving the best for mas and Zuwita. May we give Zuwita a little brother soon."

I pinched Amal's waist slowly, "so fast?" I'm embarrassed.

He just blinked his eyes next to. Then he went into the bathroom. I heard water coming from the bathroom. I still cover my body with a blanket. There was a pain around my cock that made me afraid to move.

Mas Amal finished bathing and rushed to wear clothes. He was amazed to see me grimacing in pain.

" hurt?" Ask.

I just nodded. Suddenly beyond my expectations, Amal threw me into the bathroom.

My hands are on his neck. My face was closed in his chest.

" Don't be ashamed, we're legitimate." Say Amal while kissing my lips.

I also started taking a mandatory shower. Oh Allah, how wonderful it is to date after marriage.

When I finished the bath, I saw that Zuwita was awake. And to be bathed by the Amal.

" Wear a beautiful dress, yes, I want to take you to the city." He passed from before me while carrying Zuwita to the bathroom.

Without much questioning, I obeyed the words of Amal.

Now Zuwita was ready to take a shower.I had prepared his clothes and I started dressing Zuwita as beautiful as possible.

" We're seriously going to town in the afternoon?" Ask me to make sure.

" Yes." Yeah." Mas Amal started collecting Zuwita's equipment. Start milk, clothes, diapers and blankets.

Ah, salut see the patience of Amal.

" Do you know mas? Or are we taking your mom?" Ask me to make sure.

" Before marriage, I told my mother. But then we'll try to take mom again."Answer the Charity.

I also began to collect my equipment and Amal mass.

After feeling ready, the three of us left the room.

There was a relaxed mother sitting in front of the television.

" So to Mal's town?" Ask mother.

" So mom." Answer the Charity.

" Mom's not coming?" I tried to take Mom along because I felt sorry for leaving her alone.

"Mom, now that there is Zahra, Zahra will be a good umi for Zuwita. And wherever Zahra and the Amal mass, Zuwita must follow. It's time for mom to rest. Enjoy some relaxing time. Let zuwita be the responsibility of both of us." I tried to shake off the doubt in my mother's heart.

And I want to prove to mom that I'm not the evil stepmother I used to watch in soap operas.

We all three got into the car. Zuwita looked pleased.

When I arrived at a fork, Amal and I saw Sabrina being in intimate company with a man.

" That's the guy you spent time with at the mas hotel?" I pointed towards Sabrina.

Mas Amal reduced the speed of his car, and momentarily watched Sabrina and the man beside him, "no." Answer the brief Charity.

" Oh, she's just a woman of my past. No need to discuss. Now all I need to talk about is between me and you." Answer Charity again.

Along the way Zuwita looks carefree. He enjoyed his journey so much. Moreover, his sleep was satisfied and his stomach was full. There was never a problem when taking Zuwita for a trip as long as I knew it.

Zuwita and I learned to sing, sometimes I taught him to call me Umi.

" Wita, U-mi." I pushed slowly and repeatedly.

" i.mi..mi..." With a clear voice Wita managed to say the word Umi.

" Mash Allah... Awesome son of Umi.." I commend Wita.

" Change dong now call it A-bi." Mas Amal's.

But Wita did not want to open her mouth.

" Why is Abi's son like that? Uda has Umi so don't love Abi anymore huh?" Charity is like sulking because Wita is more obedient to me.

And as usual if you are riding in a car, Wita must sleep more often.

" Look, he can't open his eyes anymore." I look anxious to see the face of Wita who tried to resist sleepiness.

Mas Amal just laughed at Wita's expression.

Not how long Wita has been asleep in my lap.

" The one who sleeps behind me. You'll be tired of my feet, because his body is puffed up." Mas Amal stopped his car. He arranged a chair in the back not to forget to spread a small mattress and pillow so that Wita sleeps comfortably. After the charity mas finished composing, I also put Wita very carefully so as not to wake up.

After finishing the tour, we continued our journey again. It took an hour to get to the destination.

" Well, why the hell is just ready to make a jump out? Why not just delay." Askaqua.

" I have a dream, want a first night at the hotel." Answer Amal's smile.

" Is that what?" I reminded him of the incident last afternoon in the private room of Amal.

" So mas really can't stand it anymore for nunda, coincidentally also Wita understanding. So khilaf duh duren first." Mas Amal cengar cengar similar to kebo in rice fields. Haha..... I am singing anyway.

" Which?" Call mass Charity.

" Hey?" I stared at Amal who was focusing on driving.

" Thank you because you are still Ori, still pure, still. You didn't fuss about it on our first night. Mas dream to get a good woman and sholeha finally granted also the same God." Amal took my hand and kissed it.

"Zahra also thank you very much mas, can still keep his virginity only for Zahra. Because I know for myself in this day and age there are many people who do not obey God's prohibition, there are many people who are more concerned with lust. And I also did not expect if it turns out Zahra is a lucky person to be able to match with a mas. And Zahra could be the first in your life, ma'am. Even though you've got a widower." Reply me again.

" Which, have you ever heard of? A good man is for a good woman, and a good woman is for a good man." Say Charity again.

" Because the soul is a reflection of ourselves." I said to Amal.

" May we be of those chosen by God!"

And I accept the Mass of Charity.