2 Flower Stalks
First night (part 2)

Hanafi sat on the edge of the bed on the pat of the soft mattress beside him gesturing for Insha to sit down as well.

With his head bowed in shame Insha approached Hanafi and continued to try to cover his body parts . But like any effort looks futile because from all directions the nightgown can show the curves of his body.

Insha sat beside Hanafi by giving him a safe distance. Hanafi seemed to understand the feeling currently felt by his wife he was trying to find a topic of conversation. Hanafi could not find out what was the right word to talk about.

Actually he also felt bad to see his wife who was all wrong in front of him, but the pleasure of tempting his wife was much more to give him the encouragement to continue teasing him.

"Insha..."

"Why are you sitting away from me.Pardon me if you're not comfortable in your nightgown.."

grabbing Insha's shoulder gently, Hanafi felt directly touch his wife's shoulder because of the super thin cloth sleepwear.

"I'm comfortable of course.."

"Really.."

"Yes to han.."

"I chose it myself.I thought you'd be beautiful if you wore it. And it turns out right.you're getting prettier when you wear it.."

so it's mas han's sleeper taste.hemmm it feels like I want to bury myself in the earth's crust..

Insha only replied to Hanafi's words with an invisible smile because she did not look at Hanafi, sitting down with her hands on her legs.

Insha was surprised that suddenly someone pulled her hair from behind, the pull felt soft and did not make any pain at all. He also realized that Hanafi's hand was pulling him trying to remove his hairband.And his hair is now decomposed behind his back.

From outside the bathroom earlier, Insha deliberately tied her hair behind her, her hair was black and long enough to be half wet because she was splashed with water when she took a shower earlier.

Hanafi stood up to the cupboard and took something from there, taking a small towel to dry the half-wet Insha's hair.

"This is how I'm gonna dry your hair.how can you sleep with wet hair like this.can-you get sick later.."

Hanafi rubbed Insha's hair gently with a small towel in his hand.

Insha just silently pegged a thousand languages only his head was slightly moved because of the gentle strokes of Hanafi's hands.

Why Hanafi who saw Insha's hair disheveled even make him admire it more. Unceasingly he looked at her until it did not feel his hand had now stopped rubbing Insha's hair now alternately holding Insha's chin the sight they had met.

Why did mas han's hand stop.ehh what is this ..

"Insha I love you..."

Insha did not have time to answer anything because now their lips have collided, Hanafi shifted his body to stick to Insha, he hugged her tightly as if he did not want to let go.

what feeling is this.even I don't want to refuse every touch from mas han..

Hanafi's hands were already busy themselves touching every inch of his wife's body. While Insha only accepted the resignation of every activity that her husband did now.

I don't know since when their bodies had switched to a bedridden position, clothes had been scattered everywhere. Only seen a bed cover that wriggles around signifies the owner is still awake down there. And the long night continued for them.

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Hanafi glanced at the clock at the table beside his sleeping lamp, he saw a digital clock with the number 02.51.

hmm. It was almost morning..

Hanafi looked at Insha beside him with a blanket covering up his neck, he was seen closing his eyes but his hands were still moving busily covering his body.

"Insha's.."

"hemmmm..."

Hanafi approached Insha's body grabbing her, hugging her, on the back of Insha's head on her chest that was field and pure white. He stroked the soft hair of Insha.

"Insha.are you tired.."

"hemm.."

"Hihihi.tidurlah.tidurlah.ini is still at 3 am.." chuckling to see his wife who looks very tired.

Their bodies were wet with sweat everywhere.

"Hour 3.."

insha's eyes widened to see the face of Hanafi who was now on it.

"Well, that's why, sleep is still late.."

kiss his wife's forehead gently.

"Don't mas han.I'm used to waking up at 3 o'clock to cook..Wouldn't mas han also work..?"

Already want to move from the arms of Hanafi with a body that is still empty.

Insha has a strong desire to get up and start the activity but why does her body say otherwise. His body wanted to rest asleep in Hanafi's arms.

"Sleep.you forget.you're in my house now.you don't have to get up early to cook.bude who will take care of everything.."

pull Insha's body again and hold it tighter.

"But han.."

"I don't want you to be exhausted.From now on don't do any more homework.Send them all.I just want you to serve me.."

his words were seasoned with a thin Hanafi grin.

"I don't want these soft hands working anymore.."

grabbed Insha's hand and left a soft kiss there.

"Thank you mas han.of course I will serve whatever mas han ask as long as I can fulfill it.."

Insha also talked a lot he felt happy because he was not burdened anymore with a lot of work like his life in the village.

After telling me about it here and there he did not get any response from Hanafi just a breath that sounded heavier. Insha looked up and looked at Hanafi with her eyes closed.

"hemm.mas han sleep yes.hihi when asleep mas han still looks very handsome.."

One gentle kiss landed on Hanafi's right cheek.

"I don't think I can sleep.."

Insha muttered softly, enveloping Hanafi's body and getting out of bed. He looked for his nightgown scattered on the floor and put it on again to the bathroom.

Gurgling water flushed Insha's body rinsing sweat on his body. He looked at his body in the mirror reflections there were so many red marks there. He again felt each red mark and imagined again how when Hanafi made the mark.

With a smile that continued to expand on her tiny lips slowly she cleansed herself. Long enough he was in the bathroom last night with Hanafi still clearly reflected in his mind, how soft Hanafi treated him and his touch still felt in every part of his body.

Until without feeling the dawn adhan was reverberating, Insha immediately finished his bath.

ohh no.How long do I take a bath until the dawn of Adhan has reverberated..

Seriate...