
"So, what should I do?" the whisper of Dawn in the ears of the wife. Laila rolled her eyeballs and she immediately got an idea.
Laila quickly turned her back and told her husband to turn his back on her.
"You're out there! Let it not be seen," said Laila with a small laugh. Dawn scratched his head, tired of the monument Monas stood in fact just told to stand back to his wife and face the wall.
"Ngadep here? Did my wife turn into a wall?" protest the tall man.
"You don't have to protest, he said he can't sleep if you look at me like this, yes ..you see the wall, I'll bathe you!" Laila started wiping her husband's back with soap. Dawn can only surrender, even though he can actually do it. But, Dawn also knows that the dawn time is only short. They do not want to linger in the bathroom so as not to miss the time of subuhan.
Laila rubbed the entire surface of the skin of the husband without exception, from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot. This time, the patience of Dawn was completely tested. He was forced to calm the monument of Monas so as not to khilaf many times.
Laila's hand-soothing motion came to a halt when she arrived at the location where the monument of Monas stood. Spontaneous Laila pulled out her hand and told Dawn herself to do it.
"Why stop?" ask the Dawn suddenly.
"You're saving yourself, I can't do it." Laila soaked her own body. Dawn laughed a little and he understood why the wife had stopped. In fact, the monument Monas still stands firm, as sturdy as the arm of a bodybuilder, veined a lot but not a meatball. But for sure that's what makes Laila helpless.
After the two of them took a junub bath, Laila and Dawn took ablution to perform dawn prayers. The two seemed to throw smiles at each other as they both dried wet hair.
The eyes of Dawn momentarily fixed on the neck area of the wife, visible red color that is very clearly adorned the neck area Laila level. Maybe the shower together did not look so clear. But now Fajar clearly saw the red mark which immediately made him frown.
"What sign is this?" tanya Fajar.
"Incriminate vampire? How did I forget, huh?" the man replied with a small laugh and squinted his eyes at Laila. Laila with her wet hair started buttoning Koko's clothes for her husband.
"Basic forgetful!" laila with her shy face. Dawn grew increasingly anxious to see the expression of the wife's face that looks pursed her lips. Laila seemed to be careful not to touch her husband's skin, because she did not want to abort her ablution.
Laila too long could not bear to laugh when Dawn looked at her flirtatiously.
"Ihh can't see if you don't have to look like that, make a wrong behavior!" sahut Laila while buttoning the last shirt. After that he rushed to wear mukena and prepared for dawn prayers.
Dawn tidied her hair and after that she wore Laila's favorite peci. The black peci that Dawn wore during the Kabul hijab yesterday.
Laila was amazed when she saw the appearance of her husband who was very handsome, she looked so dignified, in the office maybe Dawn was a Boss, with the look of a luxurious suit and sunglasses. But at home, Dawn is an ustadz to Laila, a handsome ustadz with millions of charms.
Fajar held a prayer rug, while Laila was still stunned to see the good looks of her husband. After holding the prayer, Fajar turned to the back where his wife was.
"Why do you see me like that? Let's get ready!"
"It turns out that vampire impromptu is cute too, huh! Want dong bitten again!" seductive Laila while laughing.
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