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The rain is still very heavy. In a hurry to get to Shela, Parto forgot that she had a coat on her way to her parents' house.

As a result, she was now soaked in knocking on the door of her in-laws house.

"Assynolajet.. La.. Buk.." The door opened, Shela was in front of the door, seeing Parto shivering coldly her intention was to nag so lost.

"Where's your coat?" Ask Shela. Parto silence.

"Assalamualaikum La," said his greeting.

"Waalaikumsalam," The wide-open door signifies that Shela allows Parto to enter.

"Where's La's mother?" Parto walked to the bathroom, wanting to change clothes there.

"Udah sleeping. It's past 22:00, right,"

Parto stopped her steps towards the bathroom, and,

"La.. I went to Seno's house first, okay?"

Just came back to go again, Shela. Not answering or saying it.

"Well, if you can't.." Parto stepped back into the bathroom.

"Change the clothes first, don't forget to wear a coat!" Shela went into the room.

Parto follows Shela, and Shela stays in her room. Put earphones on his ears. Close your eyes as if you want to or are sleeping.

Not Parto's name if luluhin Shela aja can not, still with the body and clothes soaked wet, Parto kissed the lips Shela. The owner of the lips just winked when he felt his lips bumped by something chewy like yu_pi candy with that cold sensation.

"You're wet To.." Shela said pushing Parto up onto the bed.

"Now you are also wet La.." Parto said while hugging his wife, with his voice of raucous no pause attacking the opponent's defense. Undressing and other parts, showing lip painting art created by his wife every time they do their halal activities.

The cold air outside had no effect on the couple, as if they were not satisfied with anything they did. Shela who has been bathed in sweat, continues to beruh ah because of her husband.

"Glassman.." Shela was unable to continue her words, Parto locked onto Shela's opium-like lips for her.

"La. I went to Seno's house first yes," Elah.. It turned out that the hot war was to ask his wife for permission to be allowed to meet Seno.

"It's getting late at 00:00" Shela lets Parto hug her from behind. She could feel her husband's hand cupping up the hill without her flowers.

"Well, if you can't.." Parto with her naughty hands made the exhausted Shela continue to make noises that do not need to be written here.

"For a long time, your tempest is mas.." Said Shela who though closed but her lips continue to fumble.

"You slept La.." Parto kissed the hill after making Shela under it for the umpteenth time.

"Where would you sleep if you were still planting on me.."

Originally written want to make a lot of words uh and ah. but, KTK readers must have better understand what sound is produced when two people fight the cake. Not making hareudang but even thought to be the pesesesan abis ngunyah chili sekilo!

After the action of somersaults, saltos, kayaks, back and forth, nungging, ngungsep they do.. Shela finally woke up at 04:00. Wake her husband who was greeted with anu who woke up first. Shela only smiled as she saw the passage was more diligent than the owner.

"Bag.." Shela called Parto in a whisper right in her husband's ear.

There was no response.. Shela prank, climbed on top of her husband's body and moved unsteadily which immediately made Parto groan. Slowly Parto opened her eyes, feeling her navel being oppressed by Shela made her instantly reverse position. Shela's under him now.

"Wake up.." Shela smiled looking at Parto's burly body that was on top of her.

"You want to break your own future hmmm? If you want a position above is not like that's the way.."

Shela pushes out the Parto's body slowly.

"Let's get up, take a bath there, pray the dawn, abis it to Seno's place..." Shela kisses her husband's cheek.

Stand up when you have the chance. And Parto also directly grabbed the towel that Shela gave her.

"Mas.wear clothes first.." Shela said as Parto was about to open the door of their room. Parto forgot, all the signs that Shela gave are innumerable.Could be shocked later her mother-in-law saw the many lip paintings that her daughter gave her.

"Belvin.. Let me see, you are so fierce! I'm nyampe like a gini.." Parto smiled as Shela put her lips together. Despite saying so, Parto was not as crazy as it was nyampe wanted to show off to her mother-in-law about all the works of Shela on her body.