Ballad First Wife
Two Stories, Salman and Alan

Anita curled up in grief. While Alan, after the release of yanag made him groan favorably, immediately dropped to the side and soundly.

Anita held back her sobs so as not to disturb Alan's sleep.

This is not what I expected. I want a gentle touch full of love instead of a frantic treatment full of lust. Brother Alan, is that how much you love Fira? Even when you make love to me, his name is what you call it.

Anita rubbed the clear round hairs that fell one by one from her eyes. He remembered what happened a moment ago. Alan was snapping at him as he screamed in pain. Alan who said it crybaby as his tears melted held the sting in his core area that was like being rubbed and Alan who stiffened and groaned while shouting Fira's name as he reached the peak of his release.

"Firaaa aahhh, I love you aaahh."

Alan's moans still ring in Anita's mind.

Oh why do I feel that I look like a satisfied woman being peddled on the side of the road. After use, it is left alone. He made love to who was in the brains and minds of different people.

Anita could not hold back anymore. He wanted to break his cry. Slowly Anita moved down while grimacing. He stepped into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Anita turns on the shower and leaves her body in the cold water shower. Now he can cry freely. His body shook violently. His hand hit the bathroom wall.

"Will I continue to feel this pain? Did Brother Alan change his attitude and outlook on me after tonight's incident?" anita muttered in her hopeful cry. His body then slumped down to rest on the bathroom floor.

Alan slept long enough. For some reason, he suddenly woke up. Alan sat his body while looking to the side. There was a red patch on the bed sheet.

Alan rubbed his face rough.

What have I done? If this is the case, I will forever be bound to Anita. Aargh. But where is Anita.

Alan got up from the bed. He approached and placed his ear on the bathroom door.

Why is it just the sound of water gurgling.

Alan was curious, he tried to press the door handle that was not in the key. Slowly Alan opened the door and his eyes opened again to see the foamless Anita sitting with her legs open on the bathroom floor. Anita's face looked up to catch the water shower that fell onto her beautiful face.

Damnit. Why react again.

Alan was about to close the door as his body began to ask again. The movement of his hand stopped as he caught a strange thing on Anita.

Why isn't he moving?

Alan then went into the room to approach Anita.

Is he sleeping?

Alan touched Anita's shoulder while trying to condition her gaze so as not to see Anita's body other than her face.

"Nit!" alan's voice was slow and hoarse because it held back his desire to explode again asking for distribution.

Anita flinched, she slept from exhaustion crying. Alan then turned off the shower. He took a towel and covered Anita with a towel. He looked at Anita who was still sitting on the bathroom floor.

Alan then pulled the towel from Anita's body. He gently rubbed the towel over Anita's head and body. While drying Anita's body, Alan's hand nudged a smooth and chewy asset on Anita's chest. The hand stopped and took off the towel and started stroking it.

Alan could no longer hold back. The pleasure he had felt, he wanted to feel it again.

Alan started squeezing, his lips were also approaching and nicking the pink nimple.

Alan's actions keep Anita awake. Anita blinked her eyes. He was shocked when he felt his chest sucked. Spontaneous Anita pushes Alan's body until Alan who is not ready for a surprise attack, lapsed.

"Sir Alan, sorry." After realizing Anita immediately apologized. He was about to get up to help Alan, but Alan quickly pounced on him.

"I want to." replied Alan and immediately did as he pleased.

Anita can only accept Alan's satisfaction.

***

At the house of Salman.

Salman entered the room after his meeting with Alan. He put the car keys on the nightstand while staring at the already sound Fira. Salman approached and then kissed Fira's forehead and then Fira's stomach.

"Mas is home?" Fira's awake. He rubbed his eyes as he rose from his sleep to sit down.

Salman sat next to Fira, "I woke you up huh? Sorry!" Salman rubbed Fira's face.

Fira shook her head, "I'm the one who's sorry for falling asleep without waiting for Mas to come." Fira held Salman's hand on her cheek and held it.

"Are you tired? Sleepy?"

"So yes. But now it's not. Has gone to sleep. Are you sleepy, huh? Not rest at all."

Salman nodded, "Smuck and sleepy but unfortunately couldn't sleep before." Salman lowered his eyebrows.

Fira who already knew what Salman wanted to pull Salman's nape and put a kiss on his lips. Salman was excited, he immediately continued what Fira had started.

That night, both Salman and Alan climbed. Salman climbs gently and lovingly with Fira, while Alan climbs with Anita who feels dragged following Alan's steps until her body is all sick.

***

Early morning, at Alan's.

Anita is soaking in the bathtub to refresh her body that feels crumpled. Her face was still grim even though tears no longer drenched that pretty face. Sometimes he grimaces when he feels pain in the core of his body.

Several times Anita let out a long sigh to ease the pain and tightness in her chest.

I can't cry anymore. The crying will not end this suffering. I have to be tough and patient. All this will surely pass. A beautiful day was waiting for me out there. I just need to move forward.

Anita tried to carve a smile on her face.

"Yes. Goody. Anita Smile. No more crying. Show me you're happy. Fight Alan's savagery with gratitude. Show him that you deserve to be loved and defended. The spirit!"

Anita keeps pushing herself. For a long time the positive suggestions he murmured entered his mind making his heart feel lighter. Anita then continued to shower. The pain he no longer ignored.

Anita came out of the bathroom with a more cheerful face. He took a change of clothes and mukena. Anita brought her clothes and face to the Alan family prayer room.

At the house of Salman.

Fira and Salman are cleaning up together. Although Fira refused because of the uncomfortable and embarrassed if she had to take a bath together, Salman insisted.

"I'm not gonna fuck around. I know in the bathroom we can't. I will not do as I did in the novels. I just want to help you clean up your body that is now mine." woo Salman who finally made Fira melt. Salman really proved his point. She simply rubbed her back and helped Fira wash her long hair without doing anything strange.

After bathing and dressing, they perform congregational prayers. Fira calmly and happily became Salman's mistress.

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