Love You, Mr Shin!!
99. Room no. 21

The hot practice of the new married couple continues. More and more shipwrecked and drifting in the flow of desire and lust. It's been a long time and I don't want to stop. Jockeying for each other to give and receive beautiful favors with tempestuous feelings. More demanding and pursue as far as possible but never get satisfaction.

Feel restless but choose to ignore for a moment if only someone catches their wet. Enjoy again even for a while, with exciting sensations in a narrow time. Just keep glaring and scrambling for pleasure full of fretful desires.

Click,,!

Cheklrekk, though,,!

The sound of a lock loop and the door opened from one room in the clear-sounding living room, stopping the total fight for their paghutt. Sculpting each other in anxious pounding.

The footsteps in the middle room sounded slowly stepping. Their heartbeat. He silently looked in the direction where the step was going.

Uhukk,,!! Uhukk,,!! Uhukk,,!!

Uhukk..!!Uhukk,,!!

And it was the coughing sound of Grandfather Fazani blaring in the silent morning.

Shin held back the hand of Dhiarra who was trying to escape from his grasp. Keep clutching and sure everything will be fine. Feeling if the father caught, of course understand and will be silent go let.

What is expected happens. Grandfather Fazani's voice moved away. Towards the bathroom at the back. Sometimes it sounds like a cough that is very far away.

"Let go of me, Mr Shin!! I'm afraid," Dhiarra's voice sounded frantic and panicked.

"I still want,, my longing is not over yet," whispered Shin who again pulled Dhiarra's hand and tightened his body back.

"I've apologized well," said Dhiarra. His hands no longer refused, but instead embraced Shin's wide and warm back.

"No, no," said Shin quickly in Dhiarra's ear.

"Originally, haven't you,,?" tanya Dhiarra whispered and was astonished.

Shin again restrained Dhiarra's head and approached her face. That handsome face smiled in dimness.

"Learn one more. Apologizing perfectly to me," the man's voice was soft and husky as he said close to Dhiarra's face.

"You mean you,,,?" ask Dhiarra lirih. Begin to understand with the ulterior purpose of Shin Adnan's words.

"When do we room, then,,?" asked Shin hoarsely in Dhiarra's ear.

"But I'm ashamed if we have to room here, Shin said. I'm not comfortable." replied Dhiarra sounding to begin spoiling.

"Why,? Afraid of making noise?" ask Shin very friendly. Maybe he's smiling

"There's a baby, there's a sharp sound, and then he's crying" Dhiarra said with a smile.

"Well, Dhiarra.. Alright...I get your point. I'll get a comfortable place for us." whispered softly Shin sounded serious in Dhiarra's ears.

"Where is that, Mr Shin,,?" ask Dhiarra curiously.

"Surprise for you. Just hope you like it," whispered Shin quickly.

This time I spoke in haste. The sound of coughing from Grandfather Fazani again sounded like very far away.

"I want to go back to my room. I'm very worried, very embarrassed if we get sniffed," whispered Dhiarra sounding panicked.

"Back, Ra.. Thank you, you have apologized to me very well," Shin hugged Dhiarra tightly for a moment. Gently kissed his forehead.

"I'm also very impressed, Mr. Shin. Next time, I will apologize even more perfectly for you," Dhiarra said very softly.

His feet were on straight and high tiptoes, venturing into the lips on Shin's lips at a glance. Shin was very surprised, trying to chase after those beautiful lips but could not. Dhiarra very quickly pulled his face and body away.

The beloved wife had left him dumbstruck, walking fast through his room at the door.

The man approached the sofa and slid back down quickly. Just a moment before the grandfather who had just been heard coughing, came to approach the living room and observed Shin for a moment. Then move away and return to the guest room that the grandfather occupied with his wife.

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Dhiarra left for work with his father, he continued after finishing his business at the breakfast table. Leaving Fazani's grandfather's family with Ira's mother and baby at home.

Hazrul, who intends to work with Dhiarra for a day, gets strong opposition from Azlan. I really do mind two people at once. Azlan felt evil and would shatter. Azlan begged them to keep coming to talk directly with his long sir, grandfather Fazani himself while greeting and apologizing please makhlum.

(pack long\= father's eldest brother)

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After going through the middle of the day, visitors to the restaurant began to reduce the current. Dhiarra felt a bit loose after being so busy with the calculating machine at his cashier table.

Hazrul walked quickly to Dhiarra at the cashier's desk. Like something's gonna say.

"Ra,," he called to Dhiarra.

"What's up,,?" tanya Dhiarra looked at the man beside the cashier table.

"Papa and the family have lunch?" ask Hazrul slowly.

"So it's been delivered by a room service employee to the top. They got a room on the second floor" Dhiarra replied explaining while tidying up the pile of money. Listening for a while to the face of the father who looks very relieved.

Grandfather Fazani's family had just come to Azlan's place of business and asked to prepare a rental room at the inn. They are professional principled.

Although Azlan's nephew and grandfather Fazani was his father's brother. Staying in business is business. Another story to tell if dealing outside of business. And that's been common from a long time ago.

But after lunch, said Azlan, they went out to the inn to go to Feringi Beach. Benarny Dhiarra was a little disappointed. Shin went to the beach without even taking her. But try to be smart by thinking he is busy working. Or also the grandfather wants to accompany his son to the beach.

"Alright, continue your work, Ra.. Uh, you go have lunch. I just ate with Azlan. Here I look forward to," said Hazrul somewhat closer to the cashier's desk.

"Yes, thank you, pa," welcome Dhiarra rather warmly this time.

It immediately shifted and turned quickly towards the dining table in the kitchen room. Do not want to waste time for lunch, and then continued dzuhur.

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Azlan came to Dhiarra who had just left the small hall of the mosque as a temporary worship facility at Azlan's restaurant. Because the owner is conducting construction to provide a mosque and a larger toilet and decent.

"What's up, Lan?" ask Dhiarra while keeping the mukena in his mini locker.

"There's a skid job for you, Ra..Send blankets and towels to room two one. After that, send the food delivery with the driver," Azlan said. It may be very tired of facing an overflow of visitors, but the readiness of operational personnel is not ready.

"Yes, Lan. Where's stuff?" dhiarra asked as she smeared a thin lipstick on her lips.

"There's a laundry room," Azlan replied in short. His eyes can not be separated to look at Dhiarra until it is finished and keep the makeup tool in the locker again.

"I'll send ya, Lan," said Dhiarra hurriedly leaving Azlan where he stood.

"Pbu..! You've lunch, haven't you,,?!" azlan shouted from behind.

"Bye,, Lan,,!!" sahut Dhiarra without a moment turned his head.

A blanket and a fragrant towel wrapped in plastic wrapp have been taken up the stairs to room number twenty-one on the second floor. It's easy to reach it.

Dhiarra had started to be able to memorize quickly every position of the room number in the inn. Small inns with the number of rooms reach a total of twenty-four room numbers.

Tok,,,Tok,,Tok,,,Tok,,,!

Dhiarra knocked on the door of the room as quietly as possible. Then turn to look up, looking at the cctv camera attached to the top of the door.