When Love Teases

126. Begadang Jama'ah

Mizyan and his wife and Mark and wife stayed at the same hotel as Rama. Just the floor. The father and son walked together into the elevator. Mark pressed the number 19 button. Mizyan pressed the 21st button.

In the elevator, Mizyan puts something in the pocket of Papi Mark's suit without the knowledge of Rahma or Ms Ima. Blinked and kept the index finger on his lips as his father frowned and would open his voice.

"Good break Papi, Mother," Mizyan said as the elevator door opened on the 19th floor. Rahma waved at her father-in-law. The same words were uttered by Mark.

The elevator door closed. Mizyan smiled to herself while summarizing the wife's shoulder.

"Father, why smile? So suspicious to make a move." Rahma squinted her eyes as she exited the elevator.

"What the hell, Bun. Husband cannot be suspicious." Mizyan casually entered the key card to open the door of her room.

Rahma ruffled her waist as soon as the door was closed. "Papa, look out for plansain to disturb the newlyweds! That's what it usually is, right?" He raised his suspicions because Mizyan has been nicknamed the ringleader by Arya and the genk.

Mizyan grinned at the horse and then raised two fingers. "This time no, Bun. Arya's revenge is done with me. Oath, Bun. I will not disturb Rama. But follow the honeymoon. Don't lose to the newlyweds." she said, raising her eyebrows.

"Hm, sleepy ah. Bobo mending." Rahma prepares to change clothes and clean the face of the rest of the makeup.

"Oh, can't, honey. Willfully not bring the children so that it can be anu." Mizyan threw her suit and shirt onto the sofa. Switch to the dispenser to brew coffee.

Mizyan opened the phone. Entering Rama's contact in a special chat group for hot daddy, who he is an admin. With the group name "Brotherly Club"

[Welcome new. Adyatama Ramadhan]

[It doesn't look like it's going to be put on a head]

[He again prepare practice style 🤣]

Smiling Mizyan sent three messages. He stirred up the last man-specific coffee given to Papi Mark.

[Woy, by the way to the belom room? Absent plis]

[It's coffee time] Mizyan captioned the picture of the coffee he just shot.

"Father, come pray!" Rahma came out of the bathroom wearing a knee-length nightgown.

"First, Bun. Another responsibility to copy." Mizyan said without looking at Rahma. Again looking down at the phone saw his friends were typing a reply.

"Ish, want to sleep even coffee anyway." Rahma protested while shaking her head.

"The intention is to stay up, baby." Mizyan turned her head while winking one eye. No more response from his wife who then held a thin prayer mat that is always taken every trip.

Ricky: [Again shady. This is a powerful drug, not a sleeping pill? Look out, you are, on a whim]

Satya : [Filipino. I have never worked]

Niko : [Nyimak. I just got home]

Nico is the only member of the group who does not stay at the hotel. But he returned home to his parents, which was only a half-hour drive away.

Mizyan laughed without a sound. Then type a reply. [Then Strong, Bro. Buy it from Egypt. PRICEY. I love free for brotherhood]

Brandy: [True, Bro. I started on this. Off first by now]

Ricky: [Njirr, Mr. doctor gercep. Believe it already if the Rendi dahajainin mah. Otw brewed]

Mizyan laughed. He switched to opening a new message with the name of Papi which just appeared on the top screen.

[Miki, this is no side effect for an old Papi?]

Mizyan pulled the corner of the lip reading Papi Mark's message.

[There are side effects, Pi. Tense terooosss until dawn]

[Faith, Pi. Herbal premium. Gaspolll, Pi 💪]

Mark : [Basic boy 👊]

Mizyan chuckled at Papi Mark's last reply. Switch to open Brotherly Club group.

Aryan: [Bro, the bride you love too?]

Mizyan: [No. the Rama I whispered a spell. Don't need coffee yet she's mah]

Satya: [Ugh, tense euy. I'm off]

Nico: [Soul dining. Seran straight up blood. OFF]

Arya: [New gue shady. Where's the Willi? nongolian yet]

Ricky: [Duh, i.auuwww. OFF]

Mizyan: [Ky, you're bad. turned into a wolf?! 🤣]

William: [Present. I'm interested in coffee. It was celine. Otw brew. Njirr, who's been off directly macul ya]

Mizyan laughed at Willi's delivery.

"PAPA, PRAY FIRST!"

The wife's ultimatum made Mizyan turn off her phone. It is certain that everyone brews coffee and starts staying up late. He got out of his chair after the coffee ran out 10 minutes ago.

"Ready, baby." Mizyan kissed Rahma's cheek that was applying skincare cream in front of the dressing table. Passing to the bathroom.

The bright lights changed the dim sleeping lights after Mizyan folded the prayer mat. He smiled at Rahma who was wrapped in a blanket.

"Darling, are you asleep, hm?" Mizyan's hand crept under the blanket. Creeping towards the inner thighs. Touching one of the sensitive points of the wife who had frowned outside the head.

"Father, I want bobo." Rahma poked her head from under the blanket. Sulking while biting the lower lip holds the sensation of galling because of the actions of the expert.

Mizyan smiled grinning. "Oh, can't. Hold nih adek want to ngajak maen." he said while pointing Rahma's hand at a small dedek.

No more petulant words. After all, in the true heart, Rahma is also always addicted to the touch of the husband. Her ripe lips had been silenced by Mizyan's lips gently. The expert began the exploration accompanied by clockwork wall motion that seemed to start measuring duration.

...***...

Spacious bridal room with romantic decor. A couple of brides are already in the contest. Both phones are turned off. Avoiding the snobbing of friends who send bawdy chats.

"Neng, cape no?" Ramam tilted his body to embrace the puput who was wearing his favorite clothes. Lingerie.

"You said cape must also be aa ngajak paku." Puput rubbed Rama's hair that was now set on his chest.

"Hehe's been reading my mode." Rama lowers the brown lingerie strap off Puput's shoulder. Mizyan whispered when it was imagined and drawn to be practiced.

"Darling, we're staying up." Rama looked up at the face of Puput in the dim light of a sleeping lamp. Fragrance aromateraphy creates an atmosphere of shahdu seducing to make out, combine love.

"Hm, it's up to Aa." Puput twisting Rama's nose with anxiety. Her husband's perverted look was read.

"Every stick with you must be directly on. Where was yesterday's day off, right?" he said while lowering one more strap on his left shoulder. Now, that milk-white shoulder was clearly exposed without any obstructions.

"Hm, meni counted." The mouth of Puput that began to roll as Rama's lips went behind his ears.

"Yes, Neng. I don't want to lose." Rama turned the face of Puput so that now look at each other. The two automatically sleep side by side.

"My wife is beautiful." Rama with a heavy voice. Accompanied by the lips of the sweet Puput with a breath of fresh mint aroma. Puput reviews a sweet smile while opening her eyes.

"It's also a case." Jemari Puput traces the face of Rama who seems to enjoy a soft touch of soft rubbing.

"But we don't love each other because it's visual. Because over time the physical will change with age. I don't want to let Aa turn to look for younger leaves that are more beautiful and sexy." continued Puput as well as the expression of his heart.

"No, baby. Even though there is still sky above. You are the most beautiful sky that will always irrigate the steps of my life. You are the best wife who is beautiful physically and with her heart. I love you." Rama cupped the face of Puput. Start sticking lips. Which then menggut each other slowly and gently. It is done wholeheartedly and all the feelings of love that fill the soul.

"Aa, are you praying?" said Puput reminded after first removing the lip link.

"Bismillah, Allahumma jannib naassyyaithaan wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa." Rama said softly repeating the prayer previously spoken in the heart.

Fifty minutes passed. A circle of sweat has condensed on the forehead as well as the entire body of the Escape. It was made to shake many times. Sighing and groping nonstop.

Rama still loves to play around. More and more excited to practice whisking the expert heard the sound of Puput that he thought sexy. Spur to continue exploring from head to toe with new science. He ignored the request of Puput who wanted immediate unification.

"Well, I'm not strong. Wanted to....." Puput sighed spoiled, staring at the pus with both hands clutching the sheets firmly. Again, he was faced with repeated enjoyment. Which made him moan with his breath up and down.

"All right, sweetheart. I'm coming...." Rama has also churned up to ubun-ubun. He began to huddle over the body of Puput. Start uniting the two ragas. Sowing quality seeds in the hope that they will become fruit. As proof of love in halal ties.

This long night did not only belong to Rama and Puput who were in the 25th floor president's room. Who is now resting the body and regulating the hunting breath after both reaching the heaven of the world.

All the coffee drinkers were celebrating a long night of passion. Who deliberately planned to enjoy quality time with his wife. A moment of stealing time overnight away from the children for the sake of one intention. For the sake of fostering affection and intimacy that should not be reduced let alone fade with the age of marriage.

How long the sessions are and the duration, only those actors know for sure. When the time shows at two o'clock at night, in the bridal room is taking place the second session after a break of one and a half hours. I don't know what you're doing in the other rooms.

The author does not dare to worry. Knee lemes, bestie 😑 🏃🏃🏃