The Way Of Jannah (1) #790002

I entered the room, closed the door and greeted my newly married wife. He answered the salutation in a magical voice. The name is rain. I am four years younger. 22 years old. Sitting on the bed after a red sari. I did not see him like this before marriage. I only saw the face There was no talk before marriage. I went to bed and sat with one foot on the ground and the other on the bed. The scent of a perfume is real to the nose.