Aksara For Arsyilla
Great Memories of Gudeg City

It was so late, while Aksara and Arsyilla had just returned after a night stroll on Malioboro Street. Already taking a walk at night, in fact Arsyilla is not tired at all. The pregnant woman's face still looks excited with a smile that adorns her face.

“You're tired of not Honey?” ask Aksara to his wife.

“Neither Kak ... not at all tired in fact,” reply.

“And I was worried in case you were tired. From morning we have to Prambanan Temple, continue this to Malioboro. I'm afraid you and Baby Dedek why-napa,” sahut Aksara.

There is no denying the activities of walking throughout the day, making Aksara actually worried about the condition of Arsyilla and also the fetus in the womb. However, Aksara felt so relieved when Arsyilla said that she was not exhausted. Arsyilla is so excited about the streets and culinary tours throughout the day in Jogjakarta.

“Mother and Dedek Baby are okay Dad,” reply.

“Your stomach isn't tight?” tanya Aksara while rubbing his wife's stomach.

“Enggak ... ordinary kok Kak .. not kenceng, even Dedek Baby seneng dong all day invited to walk and eat good food,” said Arsyilla.

“Ya already ... now, bobok first yuk ... rest first. Tomorrow morning we are still walking again right, you want to go where?” ask him to Arsyilla.

“Ngikut Mama and Mommy want to go anywhere, Kak .. my desire has been fulfilled anyway today. Can go to Prambanan Temple and to Malioboro. Very cool,” reply Arsyilla.

With each other lying down, and hugging each other, Arsyilla slowly fell asleep in the warm embrace of her husband. Rest for a moment, before tomorrow will return to visit beautiful places in Jogjakarta.

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The next day …

Arsyilla's awake. The woman immediately headed into the bathroom. It was like taking a bath with warm water to refresh his body. Without Arsyilla entering the bathroom, filling the bath up with warm water, and putting a bath bomb makes the foam so abundant there.

Then Arsyilla brushed her teeth first, followed by washing her face using facial foam. Arsyilla then took off one by one the clothes she was wearing. His body was absolute plain, he thought also himself going to take a bath, so it was fine to take off one by one his clothes. Before soaking in a bath up, Arsyilla chose to wet her body first under the shower.

However, when Arsyilla stood up and felt the splash of warm shower water, the door opened, a man's sturdy hands had wrapped around his bulging stomach. Shocked Arsyilla, the woman looked back and saw who was holding her all of a sudden.

“Kak,” said Arsyilla with words that felt choked.

“Hmm, morning Honey,” greet Aksara.

“What do you want to do Kak?” asked Arsyilla with a tongue that felt so faint.

“Mandi,” reply briefly.

Indeed Aksara himself was about to take a bath, the man was even plain absolute by now. His field chest rubbed against Arsyilla's back. The man held Arsyilla from behind, even now Aksara was draping Arsyilla's hair on one side, and the man landed kisses on Arsyilla's shoulder. His hand moved giving a swab at Arsyilla's already bloated stomach.

The combination of lip kiss on the shoulder, nape, until the back of Arsyilla combined with the caress of the man's hand that gave a swipe in the belly of Arsyilla evoked a sensation that made the woman's Roman fur stand up, he said, a feeling of dread that can no longer be avoided.

The stress-inducing hand, even the thumb and index finger of Aksara twisting the peach tops, combined with the gurgling warm water shower made Arsyilla gasp for breath, even the woman did not hesitate to sigh as her husband's hands moved increasingly wild and gave touch, caress, squeeze, and twist in the area of the peaches. Aksara then reverses Arsyilla's body making the woman now face to face with him.

Without much talking, Aksara grabbed Arsyilla's chin and anchored her lips to greet Arsyilla's lips. Quickly, but full of tenderness Aksara kissed Arsyilla's lips. The man gave a deep lu-matan and suction in the folds of Arsyilla's lower lip. Lips that meet with lips, tongues that greet each other and give a swab that is wet and warm, and also the exchange of saliva that can not be avoided again makes Aksara and Arsyilla equally ignited under the gurgling of water that is still flowing.

Arsyilla's de-Sahan became more and more so, when Aksara slightly lowered his head and the man now gave temptation with his lips and tongue in his peaches. That tongue-in-cheek game that burned Arsyilla's body. The woman closed her eyes and brought Aksara's face closer and closer to her chest. The temptation that Aksara gave her really made her lose her mind.

While the Scriptures with shrewdness actually continue to give temptations and small bites at the top of the chest, so it does not take long the peak of the peaches was stiffened perfectly. The man now stood up straight again, then opened a little bit of Arsyilla's thigh. In one blow, Aksara united himself with Arsyilla. Something hard, tense, and warm Arsyilla could feel, until the woman squeezed Aksara's shoulders.

“Kak,” says Arsyilla again.

“Hmm, what Honey,” Reply Aksara by moving her hips slowly.

Arsyilla was tired of breathing.

Friction that occurs increasingly causes tickling sounds, but it is certain that it is a beautiful sound. It was a voice that ignited the two to sip the nectar of love that only the two could enjoy. The blasphemy of Aksara intensified, but the man immediately softened his blasphemy, when he saw his wife's perfectly rounded stomach.

The clutches of his wife's heavenly cup, as if drowning the Scriptures in a valley of sweet honey. The valley that brought him enjoyed a thousand undefined pleasures. All that can be done is the script continues to hit, continues to stomp, continues to give a stab in and out with the same movement. Seductive movement that makes his wife increasingly mende-Sah, not powerful with waves that repeatedly hit him.

Up to the limit, Aksara growled. The man looked up at his face and felt a beautiful feeling. Feelings he can't even say with words. The man then held Arsyilla's body so tightly when both felt the release that morning.

The breath of both of them gasping. Two bodies that unite without any barrier of one strand of thread, creating a sensation of heat and at the same time beautiful. Aksara then raised the hips of Aksara, so that it looks like a koala child in its parent sling, then Aksara brought Arsyilla to soak in the bath with warm water and abundant foam.

“Thanks Honey, a very beautiful morning,” he said by hugging Arsyilla's body.

“Such a nakal .. only, I like you nakalin kayak gini,” I Arsyilla with a smile staring at the face of her husband.

“Tadi, hurt Baby Dedek?” ask Aksara again to his wife.

“No. .. he is fine. His mission Dad managed to make Tengokin Dedek Baby,” said Arsyilla who still felt the embrace of Aksara on his body.

Even Arsyilla was willing to linger without distance, without the thread attached to her body along with her husband.

“Mission Completed, Honey .. I love you so much,” Aksara said by holding Arsyilla's body tightly.

For, there are no more words that can be spoken by the Aksara other than the word love. A word that represents his heart and his feelings for his wife. Morning with good memories for both in the city of Jogjakarta. They leave a trail of love they will never forget.

“Sama Kak .. I also love you very much. My Hubby, I Love U,” reply Arsyilla. Arsyilla's voice was still panting, but it sounded sexy in Aksara's ears.

The woman gave a swab with her fingers flattened on Aksara's chest. Groped the side of her husband's face. One action that made Aksara smile and enjoy the touch of his wife. However, Aksara will restrain his desires. It was enough a round to spend the moment wrapped in pleasure together with Arsyilla. He did not want to make his wife exhausted to make babymoon activities with the family was disrupted.