Love and the Past
The Part 188
As Salsa wanted, Azka accompanied the girl to open the gift of her best friends.
They open starting from the biggest gift, no one belongs to whom, no sender's name.
Remember, the man only accompanied without petrifying Salsa opened a gift, Azka type of mageran when it comes to things not peting as his wife is doing now.
"What shirt is Ka? How thin?" salsa asked, he took the clothes in the box and showed them to Azka.
The man who was busy sleeping on the lap of the wife immediately looked up. "Njirr's clothes." Azka's reflexes say that to make her get a pinch on the lips.
"The mouth is in Azka's control, it must not be rude to speak," Salsa said.
Without answering, Azka snatched the lingerie from the wife's hand, lest the sacred brain of Salsa be stained.
"What kind of suit is this Ka? Who is this guy wearing?" ask Salsa. He often read novels and often heard the word lingerie, but not once he did not know how it looks.
"That's your service shirt for Sal's night."
"Huh?"
"That's it, it's not discussed." Just a lingerie but managed to make Azka's ears flushed.
He could not imagine Salsa wearing it at night, maybe he would immediately khilaf that second as well.
Salsa picked up the paper tucked in the box. "Dear Azka is my richest friend." Salsa paused before continuing to read it.
"Darling, swipe a little," Azka ordered.
The man hugged his wife from behind in a sitting position. He rested his chin on Salsa's shoulders, taking care of his wife's activities.
"If Salsa wears that lingerie tonight ...."
Azka immediately snatched the paper in Salsa's hands. Truly his friend that one, could-can write a letter very fulgar and frontal.
"Kok is captured? Oh so this is the name of the lingerie that if you wear can make a husband doormat?" girang Salsa picked up the lingerie, about to move but Azka instead confined her body.
"Where are you going, hm?"
"You wear this Ka" replied Salsa casually.
"If you don't want to be mentioned, don't try to wear it or today I eat you until night" Azka whispered in a hoarse voice.
"Stere."
If Salsa wears lingerie that night, do not forget to hug as tightly as possible bro, do not get away . Comfortable hug let his wife not cold. Oh, you know, give her warmth with a different sensation. Kiss her lips, teru ....
Enough Azka wanted to nausea read a series of sentences written Rayhan dibahi signature on the end of the paper. The man wrote the way in as much detail as possible without anything being strained in the least.
Azka throws the paper she has squeezed into the trash. The two reopened their next gifts. Only gifts from Rayhan, Dito and Ricky are inhumane.
If Rayhan gives Lingerie gifts, then Dito gives a gift of one box kon*dom with various flavors in it.
Dear my beloved father
Don't forget to wear this and try all the flavors of Ka. Kasian if the child is pregnant, it is not time for the operation to end. Guaranteed to be safely controlled.
"Shitt," said Azka.
"Darling, it's been said, too" Salsa said.
"Sal's release, but don't want a promise," Azka answered again squeezing the paper so that Salsa did not read it.
The last gift he didn't have belonged to Ricky which contained a book. "What the newlyweds need to do." Salsa read the title of the book.
Azka's eyes fiddled, instantly seizing the heretical guidebook in the hands of the wife. "What do newlyweds do?" ask Salsa.
"Udah!" Frustrated Azka when only a gift has not been the person who appeared. "Darling, we did something else. Want to go for a walk or a reception? Don't take care of this gift."
"Mager Ka" Salsa replied.
"I think you'll be back again for the month of Sal."
"I think so."
"Sickness, pain or something?"
"No, don't overdo it."
"Sit down quietly, let me take care of everything." Azka took Salsa to sit on the chair, after which cleaned up the mess they created.
Not to forget Azka hidakn kond*om also the misguided guidebook in a high enough place so that his tiny wife did not know. Salsa is not too focused on the Dito prize or he will be too lazy to answer it himself.
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