The Rainbow Scratched
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That night the air in L city was so supportive

a thin wind snatched every inch of his hulya body that was covered by the thin kimono nightgown he was wearing.

he opened the door handle slowly and found Farhan reading the tafsir on a soft mattress covered in white sheets.

hulya was a little nervous she walked down her head, and many times fixed her haircut that floated in the wind .

hulya closed the window of the room and the horden then came to farhan and sat right beside him, farhan who from earlier pretended not to know even a little jerked and kept his distance. he shifted his ass in another direction.

hulya was also nervous actually but she decided to break the silence

"What do you want to drink? let hulya make it" chirped hulya a little glance at Farhan who was pretentiously reading

"do it, again don't want to"

"came?"

"yeah"

"when the atmosphere is cold gini loh kak, good times if you drink an angel-anget"

"the good fit cold-cold rich gini tuh you hul" inward Farhan

"i also want to take a quick break, sleepy"

"tumben brother"

"iyaa is tired of it"

"capek what's up?" hulya

"yes, I'd like to make milk if that's it"

chirp hulya while moving away from the side of Farhan, but with lightning fast Farhan again grabbed the tiny hand hulya and suddenly fell in the arms of Farhan

dagg..diggg..dugg....

the sound of his second heart was irregular worthy of colliding.

hulya looked at Farhan's eyes with a stick and vice versa, both of them were hypnotized by their respective moods.

but moments later Farhan let go of his embrace.

"i want to dong too" said Farhan suddenly

"milk sister?"

"yeah"

"what milk?"

"your milk is"

"haaa?" his eyes were perfectly rounded

"that means your milk"

"ohhh"

hulya left farhan again,

farhan observed the curvature of his wife from a distance, he then shook his head

"astaghfirullah, sabaaar"

a few moments later

hulya returned to the room and gave a glass of warm milk to Farhan, farhan grabbed the glass and immediately drank it out

"sister, tenenin hulya watch drakor yuk "

chirp the hulya while tugging at the short-sleeved tip of Farhan's shirt

"don't, Kaka will go to sleep"

"yes, no fun at all"

Farhan spread his body in a recumbent manner

"sister, today Kaka why the hell? kuhynya tuh Kaka want to dojauhin hulya deh"

"why?" ask hulya again

"awww" suddenly Farhan pulled the hulya's hand and then went into Farhan's arms again.

"you're the one who's why" Farhan said with his cold face

"haa? me? i why?"

"you are rich today for Kaka's temptations"

hulya rounded her eyes

"yes, right?" sahut Farhan again

"engga, who said?"

replied hulya while turning her gaze in the other direction

"i said it" said Farhan

"yeah, I feel like it's time"

"luckily, Kaka can do it if you don't, it's been you from earlier"

"what the hell?"

"is this plain or plain pretentious?"

"ihh I really don't know, in asked even back nanya" said hulya who was really insensitive

"you know, right? Kaka has been fasting for a few days, ehh you even wear thin clothes rich gini. if Kaka khilaf do not mistake his Kaka poko" ucapa farhan while pulling the tip of the hulya shirt sleeve

"khilaf is also not papa kali, hulya is clean now"

"whatda? what amuu? I wasn't wrong, was I? "

"hhh hulya said what?" said hulya who just realized but pretended not to know

"you said you're clean, meaning tonight I can ask for my right dong?" asked Farhan with a sly smile

hulya's face turned red like a boiled crab ready to eat, she silenced her mouth and was reluctant to say anything

"huulyaa" whispered Farhan with her subdued sensual voice making the hulya slightly move away

"can you?" ask Farhan again

now both of Farhan's hands began to be active in various sensitive places hulya, and hulya was unable to hold her back.she covered her mouth with her hands

"do not put up with it" said Farhan

suddenly the wind that was originally blown thin is now turned into a wind that blows strong accompanied by heavy rain and howls of thunder that suddenly makes hulya hug the body tightly Farhan

"sister, fear"

"quietly, I'll slowly do it"

"hhhh not that, hulya is afraid of lightning"

"ohh, you don't mean you're afraid of that, do you?"

hulya subconsciously loosened her embrace.

"why?" farhan asked in astonishment

"sunnah prayer first brother"

"wahhhh this rush is rich"

"ihhhh is not his rush precisely if we do not pray first Kaka will certainly start now right?"

"haha, yes it is ayoo"

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both doing sunnah-sunnah and ordinance before berden*gama according to the religion he taught, Farhan did his happily the purpose of worship now done perfectly his reward was not playful.

after completing the active farhan bed peeling hulya forehead many times

"i love you" Farhan said with a smile

"too" replied hulya by returning a smile on her pretty face

"thank you dear" said Farhan again

"sama-sama sis" said hulya shyly

" it turns out you're better than the food you make" Farhan chuckled

hulya also hit the chest field of her perverted husband.

"sleeping yuk sis, hulya is tired"

"hemm" farhan carried his hulya into his arms

both of them fell asleep until dawn greeted with the sound of adzan reverberating.

Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar....

"sister, dawn wake up yukk"

"euumm" yukk"

"sister, if Ayuk tu cepetan his eye sticky"

"heemm yes"

"hiihh, come on kaaak" while drawing Farhan's hand

"sir, ayuukk"

"beautiful soon"farhan drew again the hand of the hulya and now even hulya was in the warm embrace of farhan.

hulya was complacent and enjoyed her but she had to build her husband to pray for worshipers.

"sister"

cupps...

hulya smelled farhan and reflexes made Farhan open her eyes as wide as possible

"you don't tempt me anymore dear dong"

"who is god, hulya wants Kaka to wake up"

"okay deh, Kaka will wake up if given 2 more rounds" said Farhan with a sneaky grin

"yes yes, but pray first"

"okee, ready boss" Farhan also eagerly rushed up to clean his body and went to the mosque to fulfill his obligations, in fact he just wanted to prank the wife, but it is not wrong also if he asked for services plus-plus wakakakaaaak

"basic perverted husband! thankfully dear" chirped hulya alone.

the two begin to confess their feelings.

without them realizing it, there was a heart that was in turmoil over the happiness they were living.the figure that was never known that he was storing such a deep taste to Farhan long ago.

to be continued

yoohhhh, who is the third person in their love story? markimak (let's see) but in the next chapter yaaaa 🥰

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