Cah Ayu
CHAPTERS 1. EDGAR AND LIEVE
A couple of husbands and wives were still sleeping curled up under the covers.
The sky is still dark - a little cloudy.
Eve from the air conditioner becomes colder than usual. The sparrows sounded earthy in space. Perhaps, they were busy looking for food before the sun rose in the Eastern horizon.
Edgar shuffled, his body rolled around holding his wife who was still asleep. The man kissed the nape of the sleeping wife behind him. The smell of strawberries emanates from each strand of long hair.
Their marriage lasted two years.
Beautiful home life, almost without quarrel. No one understood Edgar as well as his wife, and vice versa.
"Ehmh" the wife squirms as she feels Edgar's fingers rub his hair.
"Are you awake, Lieve¹?" Edgar whispered in his wife's ear.
Lieve leaned toward Edgar, "Not yet. My eyes are still sticky" he murmured.
Edgar let out a laugh, "Not yet awake but can answer?" goda.
"Ehmh," Lieve pulled the blanket up.
Edgar's hug tightened. Every day he was grateful to marry his wife. They love each other.
"You want to play, Lieve?" woo Edgar. Whispering the wife again.
"I'm still sleepy, Ed," Lieve's eyes remained closed.
"Then you go to sleep. I'll just wipe you to sleep" Edgar said.
Lieve didn't answer.
Edgar's hand began to sway the wife who had turned her back. The man's first target was Lieve's breast which was more flexible he played from behind. His wife is not a typical woman who likes to wear sexy clothes made of satin to sleep. Instead, Lieve prefers to wear loose-fitting t-shirts and shorts for home. Even so, Edgar even considered it very sexy.
At first Edgar squeezed his wife's chest gently. As a result of not wearing a bra while sleeping, Edgar can feel the bulge ***** Lieve despite being covered in a t-shirt.
Unsatisfied, Edgar's hand slipped into the shirt - the skin and skin touching each other.
Lieve kept her eyes closed as if asleep. In fact, his sleepiness has disappeared. She just wanted to enjoy every touch of her husband without doing anything.
Jemari Edgar freely plays with Lieve's breasts. Candles****** are hardened while occasionally squeezing them. Lieve's getting horny. The body's blood flow is heating up. The middle part of his groin was throbbing.
As with Lieve's breastplate, Edgar's virility stem also hardened. Poking out from behind the pants, heading Lieve's ass.
"How can I fall asleep if what you mean by 'rubbing' is like this?" Lieve turned to face Edgar.
"So you're up now?" Edgar Goda.
Lieve nodded while biting her lower lip.
"There are others who have also 'woke up'" whispered Edgar. His eyes glanced down.
Lieve laughing. Understand what her husband means.
"Pamper me again" Lieve's pinta sulked.
Edgar got up from sleep excitedly. He opened the shirt his wife wore without a ba-bi-bu. His lips then kissed two beautiful pieces in front of him.
Lieve's eyes closed. Enjoy every intoxicating pleasure.
Edgar was so good at smelling Lieve's breasts. The tip of his tongue is dancing around ******. Sometimes sucking and pulling strong. Lieve sighs. Passionately.
Satisfied with the top, Edgar moved down. Opening Lieve's shorts slowly. Now his eyes are spoiled with the view of the naked body of the wife.
"Oh, Lieve, you're so beautiful" she said.
Satisfied with admiring the beauty of Lieve's body, Edgar leaned over to kiss Lieve's already wet womanhood. Explore each side using his tongue.
Lieve squeezed her husband's hair out of lust.
The wave of pleasure he felt became more intense. The muscles in his thighs stiffened.
Edgar then took off his pants. Looks like his own that's been held up. They finally converged.
Edgar moved slowly with a regular rhythm. Let Lieve enjoy the sensation of making love in slow motion.
Without realizing it, the sunlight penetrated through the curtain of the window cover. The day began to light as a sign of morning had come.
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Edgar was busy cooking breakfast in the kitchen. Make omelets containing smoke-beef, tomato slices, and cheese. He also prepared his wife's favorite strawberry juice.
"What time are you at the office, Lieve?" edgar asked as Lieve walked up to him after taking a shower.
"Now," Lieve replied, "what's your agenda today, dear?"
"Later 10 o'clock there is Zoom-meeting with my editor," replied Edgar, "breakfast before leaving," he said as he placed a plate filled with omelets on the dining table.
"Have you changed the names of the characters in your story?" tanyakanya.
Edgar smelled a smile. He sat down in front of his wife, "Why should I change? Their names are good" he replied.
"No, Ed. You have to change the names," Lieve shook her head.
"Sofi and Vallena are good" Edgar pleaded.
"Both names are beautiful," Lieve put a spoonful of omelets in her mouth and chewed on them, "let alone the name 'Sofi' is as beautiful as her face. But, still, you have to change the names."
Edgar smiled amusedly, "Sofi is indeed beautiful, but, Vallena is more beautiful."
Lieve sneering.
"As far as you are. The point is, you're gonna have to change their names, all of them" she said.
"Yes-yes, Lieverd," he surrendered.
They then enjoyed breakfast quietly. After which, Lieve hurriedly prepared to leave for the office. It looks elegant with a green batik canal.
"Ah my wife is very beautiful," praised Edgar hugging Lieve who was scolding from behind.
"Thank you handsome husband!" timpal Lieve's.
Edgar didn't take off his arms. He kissed the neck of the wife.
"Later I'm late, Ed," Lieve protested.
Edgar clucked, "It's all your fault for being too seductive."
"Ah dreadlocks!" Lieve pinched Edgar's waist while grinning.
Edgar rubbed his wife's pinches, meanwhile, Lieve rushed in brown sneakers.
"We haven't visited your mother in a long time" Lieve said.
Edgar snorted without answering.
"How about next week?" continued Lieve.
"It's up to you" replied Edgar indifferently.
"Hey. Don't be that jutek. Your mother must be kangen and lonely," Lieve stroked her husband's chin gently.
Once again Edgar snorted, "Whenever he met him he always acted annoyingly. I wonder why you can put up with him."
Lieve replied to her husband by throwing a smile, "If there wasn't your mother, we wouldn't have met, would we?"
Edgar took a long breath.
"Alright, Lieverd," he murmured.
Lieve grabbed her bag, she then kissed Edgar's friendly lips, "Then I set off. I'll see you later," he said.
"Hurry home," Edgar threw a smile.
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Arriving at the office, a young girl in her 20s walked over and greeted.
"Morning, mbak Lieveee ...!"
"Eh, morning, Sis."
The two of them then walked into the room.
"Today I want to check our schedule for a month, yeah."
"Ready, mbak Lieve!" sahut Siska's.
Lieve smiled. I don't know since when everyone called him 'Lieve'.
Oh, ever since he and Edgar got back together and married. The affectionate nickname of her husband suddenly became a new name for her. He doesn't mind. Instead he was getting used to people calling 'Lieve' rather than his own real name.
To be continue
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¹ Lieve : or Lieverd is a dear call from the Netherlands. Which means love or love.
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