2 A WOUNDED HEART

2 A WOUNDED HEART
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Seven months is the age of Ajeng's pregnancy. His days were passed happily because all bad thoughts he had removed from his mind. Now, all he cared about was the baby in his stomach. Whatever the father of the baby wants to do, he does not think about it anymore.


"Here comes the milk, please drink the Princess." Cakra walked from the kitchen carrying a glass of milk to Ajenh who was relaxing reading a pregnancy magazine in the living room.


"Thank you, Mum." Ajeng put his magazine on the table and immediately took a glass filled with milk from Cakra's hand and drank it.


Ajeng watched Cakra while sipping his milk slowly. The man is currently focusing on reading a pregnancy magazine he previously put on the table. It had been almost three months that he had been living in the villa of Cakra and the man had also spent a lot of time here. Ajeng felt bad, remembering that Cakra had a wife waiting for him at home.


"Is it okay?" muttered Ajeng.


"Hm?" Cakra turned his head as soon as he heard Ajeng's voice. "You said something?" tanyakanya.


Put an empty glass on the table. He stared intently into the eyes of Cakra who was sitting right next to him.


"It doesn't matter if you spend a lot of time here. Does your wife not mind?" ask Ajeng.


Cakra closed the magazine and put it back on the table. He switched to holding both hands.


"No problem. Everything is fine" he explained with a smile.


"But, Silvia?"


Cakra sighed softly upon hearing his wife's name. I don't know. his relationship with Silvia at this time is no longer clear where will be taken. She was busy and Silvia was busy. In this three-month period alone, counted, only twice they had sex. Cakra's passion was completely gone for his wife. Don't ask about love, because it's gone first.


"Actually..." Cakra decides to tell the story of his household to Ajeng. He was afraid that the woman would think badly if he did not know what had really happened to him and his wife. "My household has been in a mess for a long time" Cakra said.


"What?!" Ajeng immediately released his hand from Cakra's grasp. "Is it all because of me?" tanya Ajeng pale.


Cakra shook his head quickly and again grabbed both of Ajeng's hands to grasp them. "There's nothing to do with you at all, Jeng."


"Then, why?" tanya Ajeng was curious. During this time Cakra has often entertained him, maybe it's time for him to reply, by listening to the story, hopefully the man's heart can be a little relieved.


"He's made one fatal mistake and it's very hard to forgive." Cakra's face hardened as he said so. He again imagined the moment where the baby candidate was forcibly aborted by Silvia.


"W-can I know?"


Cakra stared in Ajeng's eyes, his hand grip on the woman becoming tighter and tighter. "She's already aborted our future son whom I've been waiting for so long."


Deg


"Yes God! How come?" Shock. Ajeng was so surprised to hear Cakra's confession. How could there be a mother who would willingly kill a child, her own flesh and blood.


The light in the eyes of the chakras dims. "She's not ready to have children and is more concerned with her doctor's career."


"Maybe a doctor who should treat, kill, an innocent fetus anyway.." Ajeng grumbled inwardly, he did not want to make Cakra offended by loting the man's wife.


"So you don't feel sorry for me anymore. For now, everything's still fine." Cakra.


"Yes. I always pray for the best for you. May Silvia change for the better and you will soon be blessed with a child" Ajeng said.


"Would it have happened if my heart had been firmly attached to your charm?" lirih Cakras.


"Did you say something? I didn't hear it too clearly?" ask Ajeng. Because he did not hear clearly the words of Cakra just now.


"No. I didn't say anything" he said. He is between ready and not ready to express his feelings.


"Argh..." Ajeng groaned softly as he felt a sudden kick from within his stomach.


"Why? Is anyone sick? Does your stomach hurt?" ask Cakra panic.


Ajeng laughed at the man's overreaction. "It's okay, the baby's just kicking" she said.


"really?" The eyes of the Cakra instantly sparkled. "Is he still kicking? Can I feel it?"


"Of course, it seems like my baby also wants to get acquainted with this kind-hearted uncle Cakra."


"I touched you?" cakra Permission.


"Please!"


Cakra slightly lowered, aligning his head with Ajeng's stomach. Slowly his hand lifted and landed on that distended stomach.


"I don't feel anything" he said.


"Eh? Is it possible that the baby is sleeping?" kelakar Ajeng's.


Next, the man groped the entire surface of Ajeng's stomach, trying to find which part became the center of the baby's kick. Cakra is not aware if what he does actually makes Ajeng fret, the touch causes his body to heat up. She had read it in a magazine, if pregnant women have high passion. Sure enough, Ajeng felt it.


"There!" Cakra exclaimed in pleasure. He felt a strong kick in the right part of Ajeng's stomach. He put his hand there and lasted quite a long time, feeling the after-kicks of little strength.


Unsatisfied with it, Cakra decided to stick his ear in Ajeng's stomach. It was clear that there was a heartbeat sound from inside. Whether it's the sound of Ajeng's heartbeat or the baby, because actually now the woman's heart is also pounding violently.


"Hi, Son!" greet Cakra. "Are you okay in there?" ask Cakra who of course did not get any response.


"Do you feel at home in there? Isn't it narrow?" Cakra asked again. Although there was no answer, the baby began to respond with a small kick.


Ajeng was amazed to see the interaction of Cakra and the baby in his stomach. Suppose, Cakra is the father, maybe the baby will feel very happy.


"Mas Cakra?" call Ajeng.


"Hm?" Cakra said, only he did not stop his activities on Ajeng's stomach. He looks comfortable sticking his cheeks there with his hands occasionally rubbing the distended stomach.


"If one day, you were trusted to have a child, would you want a boy or a girl?" ask Ajeng to overcome the strange feeling in him due to Cakra treatment.


"Give the child, I've been very shaving. However, if I am only allowed to have one child, then I want a daughter. A beautiful child like you."


Deg


"A pretty kid like me?" tanya Ajeng was shocked. "Aren't you supposed to look like your wife Silvia?"


"Hm." Cakra finally lifted his head and looked at Ajeng. "A beautiful daughter like you, if she could have been born from your womb."


Deg


"Mass?"


"Justin..."


Asphyxiate as Cakra's face draws closer to his face. The man's eyes looked at him sharply as if ready to eat.


"Jengs..." The mint-scented breath made Ajeng drunk. It was lulled and its two beautiful eyelids slowly clenched. Welcomed with joy what the man would do to her.


.......


"Arrghghhhh..." Radi groaned long while getting its release for the third time tonight.


His body collapsed on the body of the woman below him. Sweat flooded the innocent bodies of the two men who had just sought that inner satisfaction.


"B*tch, you're so delicious!" the Radi whisper right in the woman's ear is none other than Maya.


Maya smiled with satisfaction. He has got what he wants. Radi was now his, subdued under his intoxicating charm. Although the man often referred to it as pel*cur when they made love, but it did not make him sad. For Maya, it was a compliment. Radi praised her being so wild and good at satisfying the man's high desires exactly like jal*ng who loves peddling her sel*kang*nnya out there. It doesn't matter, because in truth, he's just making love with Radi for now.


"I'm sorry Jeng, you've left me too long. So don't blame me for doing all this. I'm tired." Inner Radi.


.......


"Now you're on top!" The handsome man ordered the woman who was with him to switch positions.


Silvia, she was the woman, who was currently dancing beautifully over her mistress, in a hotel room that was glowing dimly.


"Satria, ahhh. This is very delicious.. ughhh," The wife of the Cakra made an indistinct rave when she felt the pleasure she got while stomping strongly under her body.


"More quick baby, akhhh...." The man named Satria growled and sighed feeling his tightly clamped property and was out put quickly inside Silvia's burrow.


"Satria.. ahh." Silvia further accelerated her movements, until the two perverted humans got her climax.


"Shit, now wait!"


.......


Three pairs of humans express their passion for couples who are not supposed to.


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