
"O Zahra please, my head is so dizzy!" Petunya again. Abygiel is seen massaging his own head which may be very painful.
Hanum just scratched his neck because he was confused about having to help Abygiel or not.
Seeing that the widower's leg was still hanging on the floor, the little girl immediately lifted Abygiel's leg onto the bed. Then take off the shoes that are still veiled in the man's feet.
Hanum did not care about Abygiel's request to massage him. But Hanum's move to get out made Abygiel force to block his arm.
"I beg you, Zahra. I beg...!" The glass again makes Hanum so not hearty. Hanum was forced to give in by massaging Abygiel's forehead which began to exhale calmly.
"Your massage is indeed the best Zahra, I always feel comfortable when your hands touch me!" Babe Abygiel again. No matter Hanum amused himself to hear Abygiel's innocence in his late wife's house.
"Basar songong's. So he really loves Zahra until he is drunk, all he remembers is Zahra? What the hell is Zahra's sister so curious about her face!"
Although his hands were still seething, Hanum spread his gaze all over the wall of the house until he was most beautiful in a photo on the table.
"SubhanaLah, that's beautiful. Is she the one called Zahra's mother? Just pantes Mas songong's love is heavy? It turns out that Zahra is really pretty like an angel!"
Not satisfied to see from a distance, Hanum stopped his massage and circled the bed to see a close photo of Zahra.
Hanum landed his butt on the edge of the bed while looking at Zahra's photo.
Hanum was amazed and recognized the beauty of the woman in the photo. So naturally Abygiel became difficult move-on from his late wife.
"Had Zahra been alive. Surely she is the luckiest woman because in love Mas songong it is so deep. I'm sure this Songong Mas will do anything to please Zahra?"
"You're right, I love you so much, Zahraku," said Abygiel, who suddenly wrapped his arms around Hanum's waist.
Abygiel's touch makes Hanum so deg-degan. Hanum's lifetime has never been close to men because he just wants to focus on school. So strange, it felt when Abygiel did that, Honestly there was something that made Hanum afraid of Abygiel's treatment of him. Hanum had also been horrified that a widower usually likes to tease young girls like him because he misses the caress.
"Oh, serem!"
Hanum immediately threw Abygiel's hand behind him and immediately ran out afraid that Abygiel would later kill him and rape him in the room.
Hanum went straight into his own room and locked the door tightly. He was really afraid that even his heart seemed to be almost dislodged.
"AstaughfuruLLahalazhim, Indochina. What the hell are you doing? Why also decets what dublay, if you are in anything how to try? Cook yes you have a child of a striped-nose guy who is much older than you!"
Hanum rubbed his chest and immediately lay down to continue his sleep. No matter anymore with Abygiel who is still mengedumel nonstop.
*****
The next day exactly four o'clock after fifteen minutes, Hanum immediately did the morning prayer and then continued by helping Bi Odah clean up the entire luxury house.
"What do you want, Hanum?"
"Help Auntie Dong, bibikan alone take care of this big house!"
"Don't Neng, will he be angry with Oma Ismi lo?"
"Not Bi, this is Hanum's own will."
"O yeah Hanum nyapu already let Auntie who cook, run it in the mop huh?"
"Oh, okay Bi. Where's equipment?"
"There's no near the bathroom, the fragrance in the closet just take it as necessary!"
Hanum also began his morning activities by helping some. After all, he actually does not know to take care of Oma in what way considering Oma Ismi is still very fit at his old age.
Hanum also swept the outside of the room which he thought should be cleaned. Hanum was right in front of Abygiel's room. It was like that clock that the man was awake. He realizes Hanum's whereabouts and opens the door to command him.
"Hanum, come here for a second!" Call Abygiel who was still using a towel on his waist made Hanum even more afraid of the man.
Geez, what is he going to do with me, huh? Why tell him to go into his room all the way? Maybe he would rape me again?...
"Snap, I don't have time now!" Force Abygiel again while glazing his waist.
"I-yeah, wait a minute!"
Hanum was actually hesitant. But he had no reason to reject Abygiel's wishes.
"What's up, Mom?"
"Please sweep those papers right now! I'll see it!" Point Abygiel at the large amount of paper strewn on the floor. I don't know since when it happened last night those things haven't been there.
Hanum also carried out Abygiel's orders. While he was busy whisking the papers into the gravel, Hanum was attracted by an object shaped like rubber lying there.
"This is what is it?" Hanum asked, after he picked it up.
"Hey, what are you doing with that thing? Where did you get this from?" Abygiel's anger at Hanum.
"Where do I know, Mas. It was already on the floor. What is this?" The curious Hanum opened the hole and looked at the little finger-sized object.
"I think it's a balloon, Mas.Let me blow up Milko's toy later!"
Hanum wanted to put it in his mouth but Abygiel quickly snatched the secret.
"Crazy for you, isn't this a balloon?"
"But it looks like a balloon, huh?"
"Where there is, this is it...!" Abygiel tried to point at his inheritance so that Hanum understood but Hanum was too colossal on the matter.
"What the hell, Mas? Not very clear?" Hanum grumbled and focused on continuing his work.
"Geez, almost there!"
Abygiel also put the object into the drawer because no one should know about his habits so far. Only in that way can Abygiel dispel his passion. Because of his determination that does not want to be in a relationship with any woman again.
During these five years the fact Abygiel can even though it is not wise to make out directly with the opposite sex.
After cleaning the place, Hanum wanted to get out but Abygiel again prevented it.
"Later on, fill the bathtub and mix it with warm water I have to finish my job right now!"
"To-the bathroom!"
"Yes, there's a button that's green cold water and that's red hot water. But don't get too hot, in about the same!"
"Yes, Mas. Is there any more?"
"clean the floor and yes, your face is still in the dirt!" Timpal Abygiel again.