Love In Nestapa
I'm yours!

Warning !!

Area 21+ which is still leaked do not read well. Othor doesn't want responsibility!

Aja skip!

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Ragata helps Ira open the party dress attached to her slender body. The buttons behind that shirt are so many

''By?''

''Hem?'' sahut Raga with his hands still unbutton it one by one.

''Difficult huh? In the scissors ajalah!'' pissed Ira.

''Huh? Why do I have to be in scissors? Can I open it?'' answer Raga he still struggled with the buttons of the shirt one by one.

''Ck! Do parents really like to torture me in this shirt? Ishh.. sultry huh! Take a shower, By.'' Ira whine.

The cup!

He kissed Ira's half-opened plain shoulder. Ira surprised. The fine fur stood up.

The cup!

Raga kissed the plain shoulder again with her hands still moving unbuttoned Ira's last shirt.

The cup!

The lower lip of Raga is getting naughty. Ira goosebumps disco. His heart could no longer be controlled.

''By...''

''Hem?'' sahut Raga is still busy with Ira's plain shoulder. Ira bit her lower lip to hold the tingling sensation that was somehow.

''Don't be here.. In the room? We have not prayed loh.'' said pira again still by holding his clothes that almost all missed.

Raga stopped. Then he chuckles. ''Sorry hunny. I miss the same one this. The last time I went to England was. Hemmm.. kangen so much with you!''

Ira rolled a lazy eyeball, ''A month we were both in the hospital, was not satisfied huh?'' Ira asked, she moved her legs up the stairs.

Raga followed him with Ira's tail, she held him. One by one the stairs.

Arriving at the front door of the main room, Ira pecked. Raga smiled.

The cup!

Again that brief kiss he gave to Ira's plain shoulder. Ira looked over, ''Here?''

Raga shook her head, No. Our room's at the end of there. Why did you stop there?''

Ira chuckled, ''That former woman's room is our room!''

Laga laughed, Ira walked towards their room. Their secret rooms. Arriving at the door that has been changed by Raga, Ira pressed the password code.

Click!

Door opens. Ragata glared at Ira who was grinning the horse. ''Where do you know if it's a secret room password? Twice I change, twice you're broken! Ck!'' decak Raga was upset.

He encourages Ira to go into their room.

Print it!

Ira light switch on. Again, both of their mouths were open. ''Who is decorating this room By?''

Raga shakes. ''What don't-don't... Papi and your two sisters? Lana and Rayyan?'' guess Raga.

He can guess it because he saw Lana's writing there.

HAPPY NEW LIFE FOR IRA & BANG RAGA!! HOPE YOU LIKE IT... 💗💗😊

DON'T GET MAD YE... 😁

Ira and Raga chuckled at the writing on their headboard. ''Come, we take a warm bath and also pray Isya that has been left too long.'' added Raga. Ira nodded.

Raga helped Ira open the heavy dress. After all was exposed, Raga gave Ira the long cloth available there.

Just surprised, but don't bother. What matters is that Ira's body is covered up. Fifteen minutes they took a shower together.

After bathing they do Islamic prayers as well as tahajud prayers because they have entered tahajud time.

After the prayer, Ira sat in front of her dresser and put on her skincare until she finished.

All that did not escape the gaze of Raga. Ira wanted to open the gold bracelet in her hand, but Raga forbade it.

''Don't open. Let it. In the future, you should never take off Grandma's bracelet, huh? If the ring may be released, because too much and uncomfortable Brother look at it!'' raga said with a slight chuckle.

Ira according. He opened his entire family gift ring left only the dowry ring from Raga alone.

Finished with the ring, Ira approached Raga who had been waiting for her since then. Ira smiled sweetly.

The yellow face of Langsat, round eyes, nose is not too sharp, thin lips add to the allure as Raga gazes at her deeply.

Ira was embarrassed. The face was red. Raga took that sweet chin. His left hand touched Ira's idle hand.

He held the delicate hand gently, then whispered in Ira's ear.

''Bimilahi allahumma jannibissyaithoonaa wa jannibissyaithoonaa maarozak tonaa..''

It means: ''By mentioning the name of Allah, O Allah keep us away from (disturbance ) Satan and keep the devil from the reserves that You will grant us.''

Raga begins to peek at Ira's forehead, her eyes, her nose and the last pink pistil that Raga always yearns for when away from her.

He fenced and softly kissed the pink pistil that was halal for him. Her left hand stroked Ira's back, making her all-around body feel like a new sensation.

Ira has felt this before. Still remembered until now, during the last night Raga stayed with her.

Raga almost broke into Ira's goal, if Ira didn't hold him back. Luckily, Ira was still conscious.

But not this time. Tonight she gave up her whole life and body for her husband.

The husband, who was thirteen years old, was legally hers. Love of the past to the point of marriage.

''Ugh.by...''

''Hem? Wh why? Big brother just started teh.'' Raga seductive as his hands kept moving to touch whatever he encountered.

Ira can't think straight anymore. He was completely overwhelmed with Raga's touch.

Every curve of his body Raga mastered without being missed in the slightest. Until something that was once wanted by Sonia is now officially hers.

The unbearable pain from Raga's blunt force, made Ira cry.

Raga wanted to stop but was not allowed by his wife. ''Sorry hunny. I hurt you. It's just for a second. Patience huh? The cup!''

Raga kissed again the pink pistil of Ira who had swollen it. Something down there is still trying to get into her house.

''Ssssttt.. narrow bangettttt hunny.. ughhh.'' Raga growled at the elastic.

Ira gripped tightly onto Raga's body.

Ah...

Ira's screaming in that room. Raga doesn't want to hold Ira by silencing Ira's lips. What do you do in the silence? After all, their room was soundproof.

Ira sniffling. Raga fell silent. It's hard to break down the trough of Ira's paradise. Until the umpteenth time experiment, Raga managed to break the embankment owned by the wife who was so narrow.

The cup!

Raga kissed Ira's forehead with love. ''Sorry.'' That's all Raga can say.

While Ira was still sobbing. ''No what By! I'm sincere! Now, I'm yours! It's all yours! For almost eleven years I kept myself just for the halal you touch, by. do whatever you want to do. I'm yours now. The cup!'' Ira returned the kiss of the eagle's eyes that were staring at her with teary eyes.

''Thanks hunny .. Thank you. I love you hunny. Loves you so much. Really am! My first meeting with you, I was already captivated by your charm. My Queen's.. The cup!'' return he kissed the pink pistil that was getting swollen due to his actions.

After that something happened that should have happened a year ago. Now they are united.

Their bodies, hearts and souls are united. They struggled with a tempestuous taste. The feeling that used to be so Raga wanted, but could not happen.

Many times disappointed, but could not do anything because Ira was still in school at the time. Umm Hani forbade her to be touched.

Wait until he comes home from abroad can only be touched. Umm Hani had that goal. And yes, now, that goal is achieved.

Such a noble and worthy goal for a husband and wife. But it would be sinful for those who do so without the rightful bond of marriage.

The planting event continues. Raga and Ira are not aware of time. They still sip the sweetness of wedding honey.

Again and again. Not wanting to stop. True said Raga, abstinence once felt, will definitely want again and again.

And this is what happened to this worn-out bridal couple. They're still warm. Still new and amateur, but all that is satisfied because they do it sincerely without coercion.

Until the struggle stopped when the sound of melodious groans all over was heard. The new couple just collapsed after being satisfied to drink the sweet taste of honey in the marriage.

Raga laughed when she heard that melodious voice. And Ira as well. Which means they don't sleep one night.

''Come on, take a big shower first. After this I just went to sleep.'' Ira closed her eyes.

Raga chuckles. ''You still remind me of what you said to you first?''

''Hem.. You won't stop if you already feel it!!''

Raga laughing. Ira laughed too. After that they both took a big bath and performed the dawn prayer.

Only after that will they sleep. To rest their tired bodies one day because of the reception and also sip the sweetness of wedding honey.

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Sorry you're late!

Understandably, othor again find money for the happy night of the two of them!

Don't ask for hot! Othor's not good at busting hot hot.

Hot hot pop! The more style! eh? 😄😄😄