Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 57. Romantic is contagious.

Ghazali again silenced his lips when, Zahra almost screeched. Because Zahra can not stand when feeling the sensation of pain in his personal area. Where at this time the membrane of his crown had been torn by the earth spikes that were slowly penetrating his defense down there.

'Oh my God, am I being too rude?'

Ghazali felt guilty. Especially when he made this woman under his confinement cry without a sound.

The crystal clear granules had welled up at the end of her beautiful eyes. As much as he exerted he endured the pain at its core, trying to enjoy and accept the beat for the sake of the beat that made the pain and pain simultaneously. Zahra could only pronounce Istighfar lirih many times.

"I'm sorry. I promise it won't be long. Hold yes, dear," persuaded Ghazali in between his activities that are quite draining. Because it. This was his first time. So, he was still fumbling about what he should do.

Uhhmmm ...!"

"Itsung ...!"

After almost an hour struggling in the struggle, until the sweat of the two is mixed sticky. There was also a time for the two of them to arrive at the end of the enjoyment simultaneously.

"Alhamdulillah ..," said Zahra. When Ghazali had separated himself from his body.

'My bones, they feel like crumbs.'

"Thank you, baby. Anna uhibbuki file ...." Ghazali said sweetly while staring meaningfully into the iris of Zahra's soft and limp eyes.

After peeping all the surface of his wife's face soaked in sweat, Ghazali covered the plain body with a blanket. He helps Zahra clean up the rest of their romance. Although Zahra refused, Ghazali finally persuaded.

The curly-haired man smiled when he saw that both of Zahra's eyes had been closed.

"Sorry, it has made you sick and tired May you be a sholihah wife and become one of the women of God's heaven."

Ghazali offered a sincere prayer, then he descended from their quarrel, purging himself from the rest of the union just now. Although time has shown midnight, he still takes a mandatory bath. Because he can't sleep with a sticky body.

Before that he cleaned the core of Zahra, with a washcloth and warm water. Then, compress it for a while because it is a bit swollen due to its actions that cannot control themselves.

"Okay, kasian my wife. Sorry, my dear. His blood, a lot of it. I promise I'll hold back before you recover."

After that Ghazali again closed the body, lying next to him. Pulling Zahra's warm body into his arms.

'His son has a wife, so it's got a life roll." Ghazali muttered with a smile

The next day, Zahra awakens when sensors on her brain instruct her body to move. He saw a round object attached to the wall of the room. Where time has shown at 5 am.

"Astagfirullah, it's late at dawn, must take this bath immediately!" Zahra also shrieked in panic when she woke up.

"Allah .. aw .. aw," his his his hisses slowly, when the perthitu sensation returned he felt under the center of his body. Zahra tried to come down slowly from the bed. Then, he felt if his body suddenly floated.

"Akh!"

"Astagfireullah! Brother!" pekik. When a pair of burly hands have lifted it and carried it ala bridal style.

Cup.

"Dragon!"

Cup.

"Lt!"

"Call the right, like last night."

"I–iya, my dear husband."

" Is that a call for me?"

"Yes. How else do you want?" Zahra blushed in embarrassment moreover her body was still plain without a thread.

" Yes, yeah. Of brothers. Is this me, brother meatball?" ghazali's claws make Zahra suck the face on the chest of her husband's field.

"It's not the baso. But the motorcycleman. Forgot huh?" ledek Zahra's. Making both Ghazali's eyes wide in shock. Yes, yes, he could forget.

"Descending!"

"No. Husband wants to help you take a shower."

"Ehh! A–apa!"

Despite the protests of his wife, Ghazali took Zahra to the bathroom. Ghazali seemed to forget something.

"No need! Let Zahra shower herself!" reject it, because there's no way he came out like this, right? What Ghazali thought.

" Why, did you forget? Acts of the Prophet who bathed the junub one vessel with Sayyidatina Aisyah R.A?" ghazali asked confidently, but it instantly made looking at him strange.

"Remember the hell, just-"

"Eits, wait!" Zahra even patted her husband's shoulder to regain consciousness.

"Geez, just last night as a husband. Nerima kdrt already."

This time it was Ghazali's lips that got a pat from Zahra.

"Originally speaking. Look where are we? Not at the hotel, but in my room," Zahra worried.

Ghazali revolted around his eyes and he grimaced in shame. Forgot, just want to invite Zahra out in this state. Can be stirred all over the house.

Moreover, Zahra looked like a leopard now.

What do all the residents want to say?

Finally Ghazali lowered his wife's body from the sling. He also put on a smile to cover up his embarrassment.

'Haihh, his intentions are romantic like the guys in Drakor. Even so embarrassed this is the same Zahra. Very interesting, Lu Al!'

Ghazali was content to curse himself. Zahra was already wearing clothes and carrying her towel and a change of clothes. He passed Ghazali while shaking his head.

After taking a bath, Ghazali pulled Zahra's body back and sat him on the edge of the bed. "Still swollen? Here, let me see!" asked Ghazali while revealing the long and wide negligent subordinate that Zahra was wearing.

"Hyaaa ...!" Zahra who was shocked because of the sudden action of her husband immediately brushed Gibran's hand quite hard.

"It's so stingy!"

"I'm sorry, but Zahra is embarrassed ...," she said. Quite sorry because the jolt was quite loud just now. Reflexes are his intention.

"Kan, I've seen. I've been fuming too," goda Ghazali, smiling ignorantly. He likes to see Zahra's white cheeks become red.

"Dragon!" peekkik Zahra again. Even this time he had closed both of his legs.

"I just saw it. Still swollen what's not? You see last night I compressed it anyway, but briefly because of sleepy rush," explained Ghazali honestly.

"What's? Brother compress? Uh?"

"Yes, that's my duty, baby,"

Zahra, who now understood the meaning of her husband, now complies. He began to open his legs little by little. Position Zahra to lean on the back of the cot.

Ghazali swallowed his rough saliva and his jakun went up and down. Instantly his passion again bubbled burning his courage. All those feelings came when the beautiful sight was caught by his eyes. By the time he had unsealed the subordinates of the Zahra negligee.

The limp spikes of the earth immediately returned to stand up, to make the tightness of the boxer pants he was wearing. Zahra, who noticed it, closed her thighs tightly again. He is unable to serve again.

Zahra turned her face back when her husband stood up. So that it shows clearly the large bulge in the middle of his pants.

'That's why I refuse to do that. You must have taken it again. While my core is still very sore.' Zahra's inner.

'Hadeww .. How is this? Earth spikes want to attack the fire country again. While my wife is still .. ahh, dizzy address deh.'

"Make a shower there! Later it will be bad luck later his morning prayer." push Zahra push Ghazali's shoulder.

Ghazali nodded and smiled, he should be able to endure it.

After the dawn prayer. Ghazali again led Zahra to their bed. He could not bear to remember the shape of the wife's body that burned his passion. This morning, they repeated last night's story. Without thinking of filling an empty stomach. Because of the surge of the two who demand to be satisfied first.

"They didn't go out for breakfast, Bun? Aren't you hungry?" ask Umar wonder.

"Dad, I was never a newlywed. I used to inget nak. The same father Mother came out of the room adhan juhur even," said Maryam. At once Umar chuckled to remember his behavior first.

"Duh, Mommy uses ngingetin. I want nostalgia!" goda Umar winked mischievously.

"Oh my goodness, let's age Yah!" Maryam hit her husband's arm slowly. But Umar caught his hand.

"Serious father. Later after breakfast, we return to the room yes," Umar pinta while looking at Maryam with puppy eyes.

"Yes, deh. You old keladi!" Maryam pinched Umar's nose and returned to the kitchen.

Back to the bridal chamber.

Zahra who felt better, not until the heart rejected her husband's wishes. Moreover, he also wanted the same thing. Ghazali's gentle treatment made him want to feel the sensation of the heaven of that world again.

Although, that fear was still lingering in his day as well as his mind, he tried to live out his obligations in a relaxed and calm manner. That way, the pleasure will be achieved perfectly.

Because the thing that makes it very painful is when we are too tense. That is why fiqih recommends warming up first. The husband should also not be selfish by thinking about his own satisfaction. This relationship must satisfy both parties fairly.

...Seriate...