You, Me And Our Memories

Flattening

"Diy, I've arrived home" Message from Yuli.

"Okay, give my sala to your parents yes" Reply Diya.

"OK" answered Yuli.

"Sir, sir, Diya send greetings" said Yuli.

"Waalaikumsalam" answered the second.

The atmosphere in Yuli's house is currently crowded visited by her siblings and also neighbors to help prepare for the wedding in the house.

The neighbors who came to take their jobs, each of them chose rice, put up a ward, and, peeling peeling onions or other spices and there are also those who make dry cakes for the event of fragrances that will be held two days before the day H.

The atmosphere in Yuli's house is lively and lively here because many people gather in the house the little children also run around playing chases with their friends who are in the house sana.

"Yul, Zaki, eat first son" Tawar buk Rahayu to the child and also his daughter-in-law.

"It's also past lunch. You must be hungry" added him again.

"Yes buk" Jawan Zaki and Yuli.

A whole meal came which was served by Joko.

"Geez sir, just bother. I can take it in the back" Zaki said.

"It's okay, son. You must also be hesitant to go back because many people"

"Yes, please enjoy" said Joko again.

***

Ivan smiled seductively as Diya had just walked into his room. It turned out that the man had been waiting for his arrival ever since.

"Van, why are you looking at me like that" Diya said feeling something strange.

"Here you go"

Diya approached her husband.

"Diy, I want to" said Ivan spontaneously.

Diya wants to answer whether he can clean himself first or even just brush his teeth.

But what is the power of the sentence did not pass out of the tiny mouth of the woman who was already a wife because her mouth had been covered with the mouth of the husband with movements that are casual and teasing that made Diya lulled with those touches.

What is. again the girl's body has been perfectly controlled by the husband where his right hand presses the waist of the wife and his left hand pulls the nape of the wife so that the warming sensation is getting warmer and deeper.

Their ci*man deepened not less the cavity m*lut both open to each other and l*dah both have entered into the cavity m*lut her pair each where there is their ring place to wrestle l*dah.

With a spontaneous movement Diya's hand coiled to Ivan's neck and followed game after game of the husband very slowly.

They enjoy the game of m*lut and also p*rgelut l*dah seasoned by sweat that soaks both bodies.

Long enough p*rgelutan between m*lut and l*dah that they do until finally the action is released and switch to browse each inch for the sake of inch l*her nan level owned the wife.

M*lut the husband's sweep was too beautiful to create the different sensation that Diya felt today. Even l*the husband did not hesitate to lick every inch for the sake of the skin stuck to his neck the wife swept cleanly to make the wife lulled and make her heartbeat did not want to stop at that time aslo.

What else at that time One of the hands of the husband pressing one of the da.da beautiful belongs to the wife makes the santri more lulled.

It is too beautiful to create the vibrations of stun energy that are now radiating from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

"aach... "

One d*shan managed to escape out of Diya's mouth when I*dah the husband stopped at one of the easy red candies located at the top of his twin mountain making the owner of the mountain dig*linjang and the part did not refuse to be touched but gave a positive response by increasingly hugging the husband's head and gently squeezing the man's hair.

Making Ivan more excited to play the two pieces of candy found on both sides of the twin mountains are upright challenging. The game creates a sound.... The mouthfuls of tongues that rumbled in their room were silent witnesses of their romance on this cold night.

"Iwana.... "

The weak and seductive voice managed to escape from the mouth of the wife because it was getting weaker and more resigned to the game after the game played by the husband.

Hearing that Ivan mumbled his smile because he was happy to see the wife getting wet with the game he showed tonight.

Ivan continued to move, leaving one by one the pink candy on the top of the twin mountains owned by the wife alternately which looks hardened and continues to challenge to play.

The sensation of the sensation created is getting hotter no less if the hand will Ivan began to move down through each inch of skin to go down the storage hole below there. Where there is a valley of pleasure that makes any man will lose his direction and can not think clearly when imagining it.

Ivan was not too difficult to open the cover cloth of the wife because on this night Diya only wore a knee-length skirt that adorned his legs. He only needs to reveal a little cloth cover that is attached to the bottom there and start with his naughty fingers moving through every gap.

Ivan observed Diya's facial expression did not lose one day managed to get into his goal. Making Diya close his eyes and paint a sweet bite on his lower lip makes the husband more meng.ga.irah.kan.

The man kept racing down there with his fingers moving back and forth which would make one liquid of hot magma explode down there.

"Aach.... Ivan"

Again one de.sahan managed to escape from his mouth. Soft and meng.gai voice.rush make the crutch owned by the husband managed to stand upright and firm.

Diya wanted to grab the husband's hand and say that stop like this but her heart said keep playing like this because of the real pleasure for her he had felt again. His heart and mind today are very contrary to touch after touch that adjusts to his current.

"Ivan.. want to come out" said Diya with his spoiled.

However, the words of the wife increasingly make the husband excited move agile down there.

"Just take it out baby, I'm waiting for it" said Ivan kept racing with his finger.

Ivan pulled his finger. If Diya thinks Ivan has finished playing it turns out the woman was wrong. Now he re-opened the ka.ki the wife who was lying helpless there to explore the gap by the gap in the storage room with his li.dah.

Diya grabbed and pressed Ivan's head to play deeper there. This was the first time she felt another sensation from her husband. He's getting more and more crazy about the game.. Make it more and more continue to be in this game.

Ivan played on the small object perfectly until I*dah began to press inward to make Diya open her mouth and eyes because she was shocked by the taste that was so difficult to express.

"Aach.... " AGain ******* that's out.

Ivan was more and more eagerly looking forward to the release of lava that would make packaging for him later. When his wife reached her peak.

And it turned out to be true that not long after that one hot liquid came out from in the storage room down there producing a packaging that would make Ivan easily to browse the area with a support pole hers.

Ivan again grabbed the wife's lips for some time. Until finally each of the supports managed to catch his goal down there.

cold sweat flowing in the bodies of both hot air was smelled in each body enjoying this hot night game.

Ivan moves according to the rhythm of the splashing love tone as the accompanying music in the room.

Ivan again traced l*her to his wife.

The faster and faster the pace drives until the end.

"Aach.... " The two of them spewed out hot lava belonging to each other.

His second breath gasping ended the game this hot night.

Diya smiled happy to get a new sensation from the husband that made him more addicted and wanted to feel the sensation again. In fact, he wants to try new sensations that might make him more addicted.

"How can you do that? The sensation is different from yesterday" Diya said lying next to her husband.

"From the movies I watch. I just want to try it with you. And it turns out you like it" replied Ivan stroking the wife's hair gently.

"You're so good at getting me wet like this" Diya said.

"Ivan smiled happily hugging the tiny body of the wife did not forget the warm words landed on the top of the head of the wife.

***

"July, wake up son already at eman in the morning. Let's get ready, today you and Zaki have a schedule of flattering in the KUA office" said Rahayu woke up her daughter who was still asleep sleeping on her soft mattress.

"Mother, it's only 06.00 am because I woke up at 08.00 am" Yuli cried with a hoarse voice because she just woke up. His life had not fully gathered within his body he was still half conscious at that moment.

"Yes, you know but you must remember that Zaki is in our village. You have to wake up early to prepare breakfast for your future husband. There is no way he would be hungry waiting for you to deliver breakfast there. As a prospective wife you must learn from now to serve your husband and wake up early to prepare food for your husband and your child later" explained Rahayu.

"Obuh buk, surely uncle (uncle) has also prepared breakfast for Zaki there. Don't have to wait for me either, Mom"

Indeed Zaki stayed at his uncle Yuli's house for a while until the wedding was over.

"Oh, this is how the hell you don't want to wake up early and see the state of Zaki there you're his future wife"

"Yes buk, for now allow me to sleep before I become his wife Zaki later when I am already his wife. I would wake up early to prepare him breakfast and serve him, prepare him a dress for the office. So I can't sleep well mom. Therefore it would be nice for me to enjoy my last days single this ma'am"

"Okay, how the hell is this girl again want to get married even more lazy like this could be later your future husband run away. Want her husband to run away from your old virgin" said Rahayu sounded threatening.

"Eh mother, how come that's ma'am? During the doain period I became a spinster. Doesn't mom love me? The period of his son's doain is not like that" said Yuli rose from her sleep and rubbed her eyes that still felt heavy.

"Mom doesn't want to pray for you who aren't. Mother only advises you so that you are used to getting up early to serve your husband later"

"Yes, yes, yes buk. I wake up, I take a shower first later to the house of uncle (uncle) to deliver breakfast for Zaki ya" said Yuli relented.

"That's dong, that's the time to bother. Oh yes from today you wear brackets yes or the game is the main thing that is polite do not dress daily as usual" said Rahayu again.

"Why the hell wear clothes like that complicated know to make me so sultry. Wear regular clothes, it doesn't matter mom. The important thing is polite" said Yuli still ngeyel.

"Yuli my son loves everywhere the person who wants to get married and want to be the newlyweds clothes it should be brackets or clothes before the day H to a week after the day H in order to looks polite. It has become our custom and you must preserve our custom. You see in our village this custom is still done. If you don't do it you will instead be the talk of people later don't habit the city you bring here" said Rahayu.

"Yes, yes, I will hear the advice of my dear mother. Yes yes ma'am I want to take a shower first and I want to see the state of my future husband there. Whether he has breakfast or not" Yuli said passed from his mother's presence to the bathroom to clean himself.

***

"Zaki" Tegur Yuli when she saw her future husband sitting on the porch of the uncle's house (uncle)

"Eh Yuli"

"Have you had breakfast? Here I bring breakfast for you mother's fried rice. Hope you like it"

"Well, thank you so much Yuli not yet you've been so considerate of me like this. Lucky yes I have a wife candidate who cares like you" Zaki praised his future wife.

Yuli smiled happily to get compliments from the prospective husband.

"Well, come home from here I have to thank you mom. Because mom woke me up early and told me to drop off breakfast for Zaki. So Zaki praised me like this" Inner Yuli was glad to be praised by Zaki. In his heart now has bloomed beautiful flowers due to the test of the future husband.

"Eh, there's Yuli" said mak cik (aunt) ya Yuli who suddenly nongol from the kitchen.

"It's tea for your future husband" she said again giving a cup of warm tea to Zaki.

"Thank you, aunt" Javan Zaki.

"Oh yeah, let's have breakfast together. Mak cik already cooked fried rice for us"

"Yes mother, this is Yuli also bring me fried rice made by her mother.. We eat together inside" Zaki said.

"Come on, come on" take mom. Yuli again.

They entered the simple house for breakfast together.