Playboy Insaf
One Hundred Seventy Eight

Finally, Aril's first night was a success. Joyfully the two let go of each other's longing after three weeks of not meeting.

Now Bela is in Aril's arms. After a long and hot fight.

"Yank... guys, who's on the hell we're the first night we failed?" asked Aril curiously.

Bela was immediately shocked and looked at Aril's face with a guilty look.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry to talk to Reni" Bela replied.

Aril took a deep breath.

"I guessed it, the Little Devil was the culprit. She must've told me about her husband" Aril guessed.

"Don't get angry Reni ya Mas, I'm not good" Pinta Bela.

"No yank, I want to thank him. Because he taught my wife to dress up like that" Aril teased.

Bela just silently blushed in embarrassment.

"You know, these three weeks every night I feel so tormented just being able to see you through the camera in lingerie. My intentions are up bottom" said Aril.

Aril tightened his embrace because of anxiety with Bela.

"Ih Mas Aril don't talk so ah, my ears are still gatel hear it" protested Bela.

"Surely only your ears are gatel? no one else gatel anymore? I'm willing to scratch it" seduced Aril.

"iiiiih Mas Ariiiiil.ease ah" Bela smote Aril's chest.

"Ohuk.. " Aril coughed.

"I'm sorry.pardon yes" said Bela felt guilty.

Bela gently stroked Aril's chest gently, of course, giving a big reaction to Aril.

"Ouw. siiiit.

"Why Mas? Is anyone sick again?" ask Bela plain.

"Yes yank, my bottom hurts" replied Aril.

"Which part?" unconsciously Bela fumbled down.

"Yes Allah... Mas Ariiiiiiil" cried Bela sangkin surprised him"

"Yaaaaank one more round pleaseease. I promise to be slow" Aril's pledge with a clear face.

Of course Bela could not bear to refuse Aril's request. Moreover, her husband had waited too long for this to happen. With a reddened face finally Bela nodded in embarrassment.

"Yes thanks dear... " Aril instantly shrinks* soft Bela's lips.

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Next day.

"Maaa... Ariil. Bathing gih to be invited to pray with the Father to the Mosque" said Bela woke up her husband who was still soundly asleep.

"Heeem has it been brp yank?" ask Aril.

"It's four and a half" Bela replied.

Bela gently stroked Aril's head until Aril opened his eyes.

"Have you taken a shower?" asked Aril when he saw the small towel was already on Bela's head.

"It" replied Bela.

"Yaaah shower kok ngajak - ngajak anyway yank.. I'm gonna take a shower together. He said it was sunna for married couples and very good for health" said Aril.

"Tomorrow - there is still plenty of time. You have been waiting for Father. Buruan bathe gih" persuaded Bela.

"Mandiin." whine spoiled Aril.

"Ih very spoiled" Bela pulled Aril's hand until Aril sat down.

After a few minutes Bela pulled Aril back and pushed him all the way to the bathroom. Bela also prepared her husband's full outfit.

"Mas go first, baby. Remember don't miss, it's heavy" her god as she blinked one eye.

Aril arrived at the ground floor where his family and friends had gathered.

"This is the one who is waiting for it to come" said Papa Aril.

They then walked to the mosque in the park behind the hotel. Aril still looks sleepy even though he had taken a shower.

"It's so sleepy? Can't sleep yes because the cold heat can only be tasting can not dip" ledek Romi.

"Hahaha." another laugh.

"Look good, Refan even Bimo seger really must have dipped last night. Not like you" welcome Riko.

"Heh.. you guys are wrong bro. I'm not like you two who are still languishing waiting for the day - H. Your struggle is still long hahaha" replied Aril.

"You mean?" ask Romi.

"Not as you think. Last night I was doing my job as a husband. Giving a born and inner living to my wife hahaha" he replied proudly.

"Seriously you? Didn't Bela come to the moon again? Ela said yesterday she still can't pray" asked Romi in disbelief.

"God love me so much that it gives me a beautiful night like last night. I sincerely thank you for planning all of this perfectly" replied Aril.

"Sia*he's luckier than us" Riko told Romi.

"Hahaha." another laugh.

Finally arrived at the mosque they immediately berwudhu and congregational prayer. Fortunately, all have been on penance, even though they were all stubborn.

Their parents are also very grateful that finally the children they witnessed their growth since adolescence until now can return to the right path. Their juvenile delinquency has indeed made parents worried. But God's guidance came.

Thank God one by one began to change and invite each other friends to do good. Although sometimes still remaining delinquency - their little mischief, but the parents still understand it.

After finishing the prayer Aril hunted - hurriedly about to return to the room.

"Lho Nak Aril hasten" said Mr. Budi his Father Ela.

"Yes sir I am still very sleepy, understand for three weeks in Singapore I lack rest. I'm sorry sir I'm first" said Aril.

"The cliche's reason, sir. He wants to add extra rounds" Sambar Bagus.

"Huss.the same parents are not polite" said Romi reminded.

"Halaaaah pura - pura baiku in front of prospective in-laws" Riko quipped.

Romi was wrong.

Well know it like that can still be tolerated from parents. They still like to talk about the grazing - grazing mesu* in front of parents.

Mr. Budi could only shake his head.

"Welcome to fight bro. hopefully straight away so yes.. Next month Riko's wedding has good news" said Bagus encouraging.

Aril just waved his hand at his friends. He was very sleepy because he was deprived of sleep for three weeks. Moreover, last night he only slept for a few hours after the hot scene he had with his wife.

Finally Aril arrived at his room. As soon as he arrived at the room he found his wife lying on the bed in a different lingerie from the one Bela wore last night.

Yes Tuhaaan.. quickly drowsiness is lost, but earlier at dawn prayer only two rakaat struggle is very heavy. Inner Aril.

Aril took off all his clothes and lay down beside Bela. Slowly Aril touched his wife's body so gently that Bela finally woke up to feel something warm in his body.

"Ma.. Maaaaaas" call Bela.

Oh God.. Which other favor of God should I deny. Inner Aril.

Aril again pounced on Bela welcoming the morning with the heat of their bed.

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