AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Messy Glamorize

It turns out that it is not only the moment of kabul that makes the heart of Agam palpitating, tonight also the heart of Mr. Dirut palpitates. This situation feels so stressful.

Right now, he and Linda joined hands towards the room. Believe me, both hearts beat fast.

This is the first time for both. Yes, even though he and Agam used to do it, but .. the situation and conditions are certainly different.

And that fear and worry, in fact, still haunts Linda.

His worry came from thinking back to his bad experience when it was tarnished. Suddenly, the beautiful woman stared at the door of the room. Agam was obviously shocked.

"Why dear?" ask Agam.

Linda was still sculpting, her hand that was clasped by Agam was sweating. Those bad memories flashed, shaking Linda's mind and weakening her. Linda limp, her body sticking to the floor to rest.

"El, why?"

Linda looked at that handsome face, opened her glasses and sobbed.

The rape committed by Agam suddenly crossed back. How this man before him increased, gagged his mouth, harassed his entire body and forced his way into it in a brutal manner.

Yes, although in the end Agam turned very soft, but ... Linda felt the pain again.

"Don't remember me, ja-promise?" said Linda. With trembling hands he raised his little finger in front of Agam.

"Sa-honey? What are you thinking? Yes, I promise."

Although confused, Agam welcomes Linda's little finger. Toss that finger with his finger.

"Don't hit my bo ko n g, don't tie me, don't gag me, '" Linda said as her little finger and Agam's were still clenched. Those beautiful round eyes were staring at Agam, there were lines that started flowing.

DEG, Agam blinked, the fear in Linda's eyes made her realize if Linda's trauma for the day re-emerged and made her wife like this.

"S-honey ...."

Hugging Linda. Agam knelt down, stroking his hair. The regret came back to haunt his soul. Agam's chest feels tight. Be ill.

"Sa-honey, I've confessed wrongly, have you really accepted me? Honey ... If you're not willing to give up your body, I-I won't force you. I am self-conscious" said Agam.

"Huuu, huuu .. ma-sorry," Linda said. Tears are breaking.

"El, I was wrong, but .. why do you have to say it tonight? I am very much looking forward to tonight. What you said made me think, have you been really sincere in your service?"

In the condition of both floats, Agam raises Linda's head. Staring into Linda's eyes as if wanting to get into it and knowing her whole heart.

"W-what? I-I'm sincere sir, I'm just scared, that's all. Why do you accuse me of not being sincere? If only I could refuse, I also did not want to remember the incident again, but. Don't blame me, sir. That's not my wish. Huuu."

Linda unravels Agam's embrace, letting go. He feels accused and accused. Feels painful.

"Linda, that's not what I meant. My intention was to just ask. No accusation, no doubt about you either. Don't be mad, baby." Gorgeous spread out his hands. Hugged Linda back.

"But .. Pak Agam's sentence was like accusing me and not trusting me."

"Oh my goodness, El. Are we going to go through the night this way? Even if you're not ready, we shouldn't fight like this, right?"

"I've gathered a lot of courage to ask your father and mother for permission to stay here. Why did I ask permission? The reason ... is because I stole your honor without their permission and without their knowledge" Agam said.

Slowly Agampun let go of her embrace from Linda. Then leaned against the pillar of the villa, looking up at the sky while saying ....

"Because my own mother is not beside me, I am very happy when your mother can accept me. And I feel like Berli's dad has started liking me too. Why is it that when they start accepting me, you seem to want to stay away from me, El? I thought your trauma was gone. I'm sorry, I'm too confident. I believe your heart belongs to me. But ... Maybe I was wrong," he said.

"Mr Agam ...."

Linda braced herself to hug Agam's back. Still do not expect if this romantic night will be started by a fight and disagreement.

"Sorry, I-I'm sorry if I was wrong" Linda said.

"Sir Agam, a housewife will not always walk in calm water. Every now and then there will be ripples and waves that make the dipper stumble."

Agam. Stare at the small, flickering stars.

"Little ripples that hit the household nosedives, my mother said .. usually arise from the quarrel of husband and wife. It comes from small things that are often considered trivial."

"Such like a bad speech to be heard by a partner. This case fits our condition. So ... once again I apologize. And please Mr .... Please help me not to be traumatized again. Huks ...." Linda was crying on Agam's back. Sobbing.

"In order to avoid disputes, a wife should be able to choose good words when talking to her husband. Jangn said words that ignited the husband's emotions," said Mr. Dirut, his fangs began to come out. But her hand slowly stroked Linda's hand wrapped around her waist.

"When a wife relents, even if she knows her husband is wrong, then she comes to her husband and apologizes, then she is truly a woman of heaven" Agam added.

"The husband-and-wife feud is natural, baby. People say, emm ..the spice lives a family."

Linda listened as she rubbed Agam's back with the tip of her nose. Feeling guilty and regretting it.

"If something like this happens again, who exactly has to give up?" ask Linda.

Linda's tears slowly subsided. Replaced by strange swishings as Agam pulls his hand and kisses his fingers. Wait, it's not a kiss. Mr. Dirut is fondling Linda's fingers with her lips.

"Emm, both should try to give up. Or one of them. By giving up, the problem will be resolved gradually. So, vying in terms of kindness and giving in," said Agam, he spoke while seducing Linda. Now I'm looking at Linda's index finger.

Linda couldn't stand it, immediately pulled her hand. Step back a few steps, Linda's cheeks blushed red. Mr. Dirut turned around, breathing out.

"Have we made peace?" ask Linda.

"Mu-maybe," replied Linda.

"Yes, even if we want to fight again, let's finish it in the room dear," he asked. Opening the door, and ....

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"What's this?"

Linda widens. The room was decorated like a bridal room. The lights are bright in the bed, dim in the other, roses are scattered, there are many wedding gifts arranged in one corner, the smell of candles therapeutic aroma is out.

The bedspread has changed to white, blending in contrast to the red rose.

"Su-like? Sorry if the decor is less than the maximum."

Agam was nervous, especially when he saw the candles aroma therapy gift from Mr. Deanka had really been lit. I don't know what kind of candle.

"Sir Agam is too much, keep the gifts who prepared?"

"Emm, I ordered it yesterday baby, all of a sudden."

"His-his?" ask Linda.

"Emm, the contents are all the things you used to wear and you like." I looked down, suddenly feeling unsure that I would be able to get Linda tonight.

But .. yes, that's it. Even if it doesn't work, he can still sleep on the couch.

"Thank you" Linda said. Looking for ways to not be nervous.

"Sir Agam, I-I pumped first," he said. Got an idea to divert the fallout, too.

"By, you're pumping, I'm gonna take a shower."

"Don't you take a shower?"

"I'm going to take another shower. Um, to be fresh," said Agam." Go straight to the bathroom.

Linda pumping, occasionally glancing into the bathroom. Feeling weird because Agam is so long. Wanted to call him, but .. embarrassed.

After finishing the bath, Agam wore perfume that he had brought to the bathroom. Sprayed all over his body. Wearing sleeping pajamas, then ablution.

Then get out of the bathroom with a fresh and alluring appearance. Linda was stunned to see it. Mr. Dirut is undeniably his charm.

Agam sat back on the couch, playing his cell phone, wagging his wet hair, and as if he didn't care about Linda.

Linda who was sitting on the other sofa was staring at her husband. I suddenly felt so sad and wanted to take a shower. Is it because of the pumping effect? But, it's usually not this bright either, he thought.

"Sir Agam, I also want to take another bath, if you want to sleep first, please," said Linda.

"Hm" answered.

He let me sleep first, which is true. Grunts Agam.

Linda rushed to the bathroom.

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Shit, Linda shouted in her heart.

Stupidly, he forgot his bath towel.

"Yes, am I crazy? How could you forget, anyway?" While staring at the previous clothes that had been wet and were in a dirty basket.

"How is this?"

Nervous, and suddenly Agam's face was lovable. His good looks and all his charms danced in the eye pelupukan.

With a heavy heart he covered his body with a wet shirt, then looked down at his head. From behind the bathroom door, Linda asked for help.

"Sir Agam, ma-sorry, bo-can you get me a towel?" tanyakanya.

"Byeah" answered Agam briefly. Suddenly, his hands were outstretched, giving him a towel.

"Thank you" Linda said. Retrieved immediately. This towel is very minimalist. But .. yes, that's it. Linda's wearing.

Linda rushed to the dressing room, Agam stalked.

"You are praying Isya" Linda replied.

"Aren't we going to worship tonight? But that is also if you are willing. If you are willing, wudhu yes dear, not obliged anyway, just recommended," explained Agam.

"Oh, is that it? O-okay I-I want to wudhu first." Linda's back in the bathroom.

"Yes," exclaimed Agam as Linda passed. If Linda is obedient and willing to commit ablution, it means .. tonight there is hope.

"Huf."

Mr. Dirut sighed, then returned to the sofa. He intends to stay on the sofa until Linda invites him to sleep together. Agam realized that so far, it was always him who was compassionate and asking.

Linda's out of the bathroom. I pretended not to care. Though, the corner of his eyes peeked. If you do not hold back, Agam has hit it this second as well.

How not?

Linda just uses a little towel, looks so sexy. Very aduhay. Coupled with the aroma of soap that is out, combined with a supportive room atmosphere.

Oh my goodness, baby, that's so pretty.

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In the dressing room, Linda daydreamed. It was a wonder because Agam did not tease him. In fact, while at home Agam likes to follow him to the dressing room, teasing him, often even helping Linda wear clothes.

Why is he cold. Is it because of what I said?

Linda daydreams, still wearing her towel, hasn't changed. He crouched on the floor, hugging his knees.

Agam glanced at the dressing room, so thought ....

Why is he so long? In the lyrics again, but not out yet.

Intimate do-don't, peep no, inner Agam dilemma.

Meanwhile, Linda Berlina Briliant finally went to the dresser. He preened, smeared his whole body with fragrances, sprayed the scent of fruit into his mouth, then stroked his beautiful hair.

Note, Linda is still wearing that minimalist towel. The collarbone, the shoulders are beautiful, and the legs are exposed to the maximum.

Then wear a thin powder, then carve his lips with lip gloss. The end result looks natural, but.

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Mr. Dirut is increasingly upset, his wife has not come out as well. Worried that something happened to Linda, Agam moved on. His intention is to go there.

Agam.

But quickly turned around when he saw the locker room door open. Agam jumped onto the sofa in a hurry, he did not want to tepergok Linda. Then pretend to sleep, crumple the chicken.

Deg, Agam's chest is heating up. What he saw really troubled his soul and body.

Linda came out of the room in kedaan still using a minimalist towel. Obviously if his wife was likely to wear nothing more than a towel.

Linda stepped gracefully while holding the end of the towel fold that was on her chest. That second also Mr. Dirut immediately reacted. Straight perfectly upright forming a vertical line.

I I a I !! Was he intentionally wearing a towel?

Evidently, Linda went up to the bed, laid herself down, and curled up like a baby without caring for the blankets. Linda used her hand elbow as a pillow.

Geez El, you really tested me. No, I won't be tempted, will stay on the couch until he initiatives.

But, Agam's eyes can not deny the beauty of it. He's still peeking. Now, Linda is playing the red rose petals that are slapped on her bed.

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Until when will he stay on the couch? He led me to this place and prepared everything, but .. why is he not glancing at me now? Is it still upset? Am I less sexy? Inner Linda assumed.

Then Linda woke up again. Sit on the side of the bed. Her beautiful legs dangled to the floor.

One, two, three.

Linda gathered courage. He will ask Agam ....

"Why sleep on the couch? Why ignore me? Is he still angry?"

'Tap, tap, tap.'

The beautiful legs with colorful nails began to approach the sofa.

She wanna come over here? Oh, noooo? What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to say?

Agam. Then think hard so that Linda does not realize that her body has been on go in. Fortunately there is a sofa pillow, which is on go in was hidden.

She smells so good, what are you wearing, El?

Linda is getting closer, her body fragrance is getting more disturbing. And that towel, like it's gonna slump.

Are you sure Mr. Dirut will not be tempted?

"Sir Agam, want to stay asleep here?" linda asked, crouched down, then stroked Agam's hair.

"Yes, just stay here. You're afraid to sleep with me, aren't you?" resounding.

"Sir Agam, sorry .. I didn't mean it that way. Yeah, well, I'm gonna sleep on the couch, too." Linda climbed onto the sofa, laying her head on Agam's arm.

No, I can't take it anymore. My breath is faster.

"Sir Agam, he said .. if a wife offers herself to her husband willingly, then (God) will ban her from the fires of hell, giving her the reward of two hundred hajj and umrah, recorded for him two hundred thousand kindnesses, and lifted for him two hundred thousand degrees in Heaven," Linda said, wiping Agam's chest.

Mr. Dirut perjagg, jedug.

Nun's close down there getting sore and tormented. Agam closed his eyes tightly, his hands tightened on the side of the sofa.

"Emm, and if a wife enters with her husband into a blanket, then the angel from under Arsy will call her and say, 'Began with you first by that deed, then (God) will forgive you of your past and future sins, (God) will record for him the reward of one who sets free a hundred slaves, he said, and record for her from every strand of hair with one kindness, ' she said, sir" whispered Linda.

Linda kissed Agam's ear lobe which started to redden. Agam dead lice, still closing eyes. But ... Mr. Dirut's hand slowly entered the towel.

"Sir Agam, I want to get the reward, but .. to get the reward this activity must be done on the basis of sincerity. If Mr. Agam is not sincere, I-I don't want to either" Linda said. Seraya smiled when she felt that Agam's hand had reached there, and stroked her body.

"Sa-I sincerely dear ...."

Agam's defense falters. With a single move, Agam locked Linda away. The next second, the towel was thrown into the air, so strong that it touched the ceiling of the room.

Linda blinked, held onto the sofa and immediately closed her eyes. Shame, Linda's so embarrassed.

"Li-see your husband's face alas, ma-open your eyes," sedu Agam while pecking Linda's neck.

"Maga ...," Linda opened her eyes, her body trembling.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle" whispered Agam.

"Ja-promise?" lirih Linda's.

Agam nodded, rubbing that soft silk with great joy.

Linda looked at Agam's face, then grabbed his nape to snatch the always mint-scented. Agam welcomes it gently and longs, channeling the taste in a sweet way.

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A minute passed, the link became more and more uncontrollable. Creating a love melody that sounds e r o t i s.

Slowly Linda moaned, and Linda's voice clearly stirred up the burning fire. Agam continued to finish him, until Linda almost ran out of oxygen and suffocated.

"Uhm .. sa-sayang, ka-kamu wa-wangi once," after the craze on the page, Agam's lips are crazy about this area.

Linda's body began to turn red, Linda bit her lips, her mind was floating, swaying in the flow of love.

"HMH ... Magas .... EMH ... Magazine ...." Linda groping.

"Why stop?" linda asked, her eyes wailing. The beauty did not want to pass from that taste.

Agam smiled triumphantly, grabbed Linda's hand and kissed her. Then whisper ....

"You likey? We continue on in bed, baby, not on the couch, this couch is too small."

Linda nodded slowly, then wrapped her hands around Agam's neck as his body was carried onto the bed.

Gorge slowly, like putting a pearl grain at the end of a needle. So careful. Then looked at Linda who blushed from the tip of her hair to the tip of her toenails.

"That's lovely, dear" he whispered.

Then continue back to what was delayed. Linda was embarrassed, wanted to reject it, but ... could not afford it, wanted to avoid it, but.

"So-now I want to see and enjoy that ten percent, bo-can I?" ask Agam.

Deg, like an electric shock. Linda's body seemed to heat up, she was creeped out, her mind was glassy. Agam's question caused Linda to panic, but ...on the basis of sincerity, and no pressure from any side, the red-crawled lips answered.

"Please, do anything .... as you please, my husband ...," she said as she looked at Agam with teary eyes.

...~Tbc~...