Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 55. Blunt Objects Restrict.

"Bandi used to be gih, anyways want magrib too, responsibility," said Ghazali.

"Eh i–iya." Zahra, who was clumsy and misbehaved unconsciously, had walked too fast. Almost, he stumbled because the subordinates of his inner game were stepped on by him himself.

Ghazali held his breath for a moment because Zahra was almost nyungsep. Fortunately, he caught his wife's body.

After performing the magrib prayer. The two went out and ate together. Then he brought back Kazenia and Shireen.

Zahra hugged both her mother-in-law and her cute sister-in-law. Promise them they'll visit tomorrow.

Umar's father was understanding. Minimize for Ghazali and Zahra to rest back in the room. Let the parents welcome the guests. Because there are still some relatives and neighbors who come late because of their busy lives.

Zahra led her husband into a room not far from the living room. Although small, but already in shape and decorated in such a way. So comfortable for this newlywed.

After the second isya also did the two raka'at sunnah prayer. That is, the bride's night prayer.

Until now, both of their hands are open to hope and love. That their domestic life may always be poured out of grace and blessing by Allah Ta'ala. They also hope forever, in the world and the hereafter.

After rubbing his face with both palms. Ghazali then turned to face back, where there was the wife who became his only aunt. Although Zahra's room is small but can still accommodate them to pray both. The closet and everything else is outside.

In this room there is only a cot bed that has been installed sheets made of shiny satin also sprinkled with flower petals. Next to it was a medium-sized dressing table with large glass.

Zahra who understood and understood, immediately grabbed the sturdy hand, close to his forehead and nose, to stick to his mouth, that's how to kiss the right hand, reverently.

Ghazali smiled gratefully, then he placed his palm on the crown of his wife. Then he recited a prayer there. Prayers that will make blessings and rewards for what they will do in the future.

A happy smile was riveted from the two, showing happiness and relief will miss being broken down one by one.

Ghazali, touching the mukena shoots worn by Zahra, then his fingers along the fringes of his wife's head covering and hair. "Abang, can you open this?"

The question from Ghazali just now immediately made Zahra bow immediately, but her head was moved slowly, nodding. Even though her husband had seen how her hair was broken. However, hearing Ghazali ask for permission made him feel embarrassed again.

Having received the green light, Ghazali immediately stretched out his hands revealing what Zahra had been covering up all this time. To show the beauty of the crown of women that can only be seen by the mahramnya.

Feelings of love and longing make the surge suddenly flare up slowly. Every touch from Ghazali's fingers now down the jaw of his cheek, brought forth a rumble and a sizzle that made his desire instantly bubbling.

Their breaths hunted each other, not knowing who started them. The mukena worn by Zahra had been stooped on the prayer mat. The faces of the two are no longer distant. Speech after taste sounds sweet spoiled, those who are both beginners are only encouraged by the natural instinct to start all.

The union of the two lips was also released. In a moment, two pairs of eyes met, clashing in a full glint of light, full of longing. Ghazali's hand stroked Zahra's jet-black hair. Then, it moved to press the nape of his wife's nape.

Without warning, Ghazali again sipped the lips of the natural red pomegranate-red ranium belonging to Zahra. Reflexively, he placed both hands on Ghazali's neck.

This pure white-faced man with short curly hair, took off their link for a bit. Inviting Zahra to stand while still wrapping one arm around Zahra's slender waist. Ghazali turned around and retreated slowly until he sat on the edge of the bed. He pulled Zahra up onto his lap.

Zahra's long, pitch-black hair had slipped out of its bonds. Beautifully scattered to touch the back end of the hand of a man who is tightly attached. Soft and fragrant, until the handsome adult man was more lulled and drunk by the gelora.

Ghazali again took off his pagutan, it looks he put the two of their eyebrows together. Supply oxygen that had run out because both are not used to it.

" From the beginning of our meeting .. My heart, it has been my brother's." Zahra also said no less shrewd.  Until, her lips back in sambar with full of excitement by her husband.

A statement of love from both of them, which is sticking out from the bottom of the heart. As it turns out, the more they cradle in longing-filled desires. Ghazali took the initiative to move Zahra's sitting position. Until now their bodies faced each other.

Zahra, still holding both hands tightly around the neck of the man she always called in prayer. Both of their lips were still clinging to each other. Gently clenching each other and sipping full of appreciation.

Ghazali laid down the slender body slowly, then both hands were used to support his body. So that he does not oppress Zahra's body, as a whole. Instantly, both of Zahra's eyes gave a big swipe. He felt a dull object piercing under his stomach.

"But! That's what?" surprisingly, on the sidelines of the husband's sip.

"That? That's what?" Ghazali, who was suddenly surprised, released his link and was forced to pause his activities because of Zahra's ambiguous question.

Seeing Ghazali's brow furrowed in confusion, Zahra just reached out her hand down her stomach. Plainly and without hesitation touched something hard, which had pressed down on the top of his personal area.

"Ra! Asshh ..." ringis, Ghazali after a startled screech, as the navel was unintentionally touched with great force.

"Akhs! E–what is it!" Try it, Brother, watch out!" Zahra also pushed Ghazali who was on top of his body firmly, until the man fell tilted to his side. And ...

Both of Zahra's beautiful eyes were patterned, automatically fixed on something that poked under Ghazali's navel. Because the shape has grown so that it pokes behind the sheath.

"Akh!" sontak Zahra closed her eyes. "Geez!

So what I just held was that? Aaa ...!" Zahra shouted while covering her face with a blanket. Why does he not know? You're so stupid Ra! What else is long, hard but blunt. Satisfied Zahra cursed herself in the heart.

"Hey! Why shame? You were the one who held it first. Naughty now?" goda Ghazali with his mischievous smile.

"Stop! I didn't mean it, "kila Zahra is still out of the blanket. Ghazali stretched out his hand to reveal the thick cloth covering his wife's face.

"Oh, so accidentally, huh? But I'm even shrewd. Can dong be repeated?" goda Ghazali with naughty flashing. After he managed to bring down the blanket from his wife's face.

As both of Zahra's cheeks grew red, she turned her face sideways because she could not bear the rumbling in her chest. 'Abang, why so perverted gini anyway? Mother! Please Brother! How am I supposed to do?' Zahra kept shouting in her heart. All because he was afraid until his body felt trembling.

The understanding Ghazali, immediately hugged the slender body, then clenched it tightly. Plied that whole impeccable face with a gentle kiss full of love.

He decided to start everything slowly. Creating the closeness of the two, like calm flowing water. He did not want any coercion or pressure on any of them.

"Alhamdulillah. Finally, you can hug you. Inhale the fragrance of your hair, and feel these sweet lips," pointed Ghazali, at the natural rancid lips that always tease her.

"I didn't think at all that this time would come. The struggle to get you to the halal label is finally over. Now, I can see your face every day."

Zahra developed her smile, hearing Ghazali's expression. It made Ghazali anxious and again anchored his kiss to every inch of his wife's face.

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