Dear Husband
Tigers

"You're going to be hubby's father again." Sofia said in her husband's warm embrace. Nando hugged him very tightly, kissing every inch of his wife's face full of love.

"Darling.thank you." she said in a trembling voice. The man kissed the woman's lips at a glance.

"If you have to thank me, I'm hubby. You married this ugly old maid, made her worthy and honorable. Somehow I can repay everything you've given me."

"Hmmmmm.." muttered Nando as he carried his woman to his private bed and laid her there.

"Old maiden? maybe you forgot that your husband was also a widower when he married you" Nando chuckled. The cheeks of Sofia were carried with all the gentleness in her soul.

"If I knew this was what it was like to marry a widower, maybe I wouldn't be a spinster." Sofi replied.

"Have you ever dated a widower?" fernando's face immediately turned sour.

"No.not so mas." Sofia argued quickly. She did not want her possessive husband to misunderstand and ruin their moment of intimacy. Can run his business if Nando gets jealous blind.

"Not hubby, but a few times they've tried to get me." Sofia immediately lowered her face, unable to look at Fernando's sharp eyes.

"Then." quietly, Sofia was forced to look back at her husband when Nando's big hand held her chin and led her to look up at him.

"Dad...."

"Why with dad?" buru Nando in a low voice but seemed cold and scary.

"Sofia.." Nando's repressed.

"Father was born there, where our ancestors embraced a hereditary belief. I don't want you to follow that belief."

"But what is hhmmmm?"

"According to the hereditary tradition in our area, women who are virgins must marry menjaka. It would be a kind of disgrace to break it. We won't get blasphemy like we're sinners."

"Then me? what about us? I was a widower when I married you. Is dad a gossip too?"

"At first it was. But I closed my eyes and heeded his ears. You just want me to marry the person I love. No matter what the status is. I just want my kids to be happy."

"But we didn't love each other when we got married and met Sofia's father."

"You're the one who doesn't love me."

"That's it."

"Sophia!!" nando's jolt, returned with an intimidating look.

"Do I have to explain it hubby?" Sofia's soft voice made the blue ocean's netra weaken. He kissed her lips back.

"Yes." Yeah."

"You never loved me hubby.but I love you even when we first met. Who can resist your charm? I'm even just a plain woman who's never been close to a man. You're the most handsome man I've ever met hubby." Nando's smile. What Sofia said was like a rain shower in a very long dry season. The person he loves the most even loves him the most. The thing he always wanted to hear every time so that the fear of loss in him was dashed.

"Darling not never, but not yet. Now your husband loves you so much with all his soul and body. This man is even ready to be a shield when you face the harshness of the world, also giving his life and life for you to be happy." Sofia's face flushed with a subtle vibration that shook her soul. God gave him what he needed. Love.love her husband. Eyes glazed.

"I love you hubby." she said, then immersed herself in Fernando's arms, which immediately kissed her head with affection.

"I Love you more honey." whispered Nando in Sofia's right ear. The two hugged each other.

"Darling, do you think our baby-to-be is healthy?"

"Hmmm.." Sofia just nodded her head. Her hands were busy tracing the chest with her handsome husband.

"I think he misses his lady."

"No." denied Sofia firmly.

"Where do you know?"

"Momynya who now misses her dady." Reply Sofia spoiled. His fingers had even revealed the shirt without craters that Fernando wore.

"Darling your kandugan.isn't it still the first trimester? doctor says...."

"I'm also hubby's doctor." cut Sofia quick. Her lips had kissed her husband's chests naughty, making Fernando jump because of it.

"You woke up Sofia's sleeping tiger, don't blame me if it's going to pounce on you." Whisper with a loud voice.

"Get me hubby." Sofia's faint in the vortex of self-inflicted passion. The passion had already burned his sanity until the pair of burly hands moved as well as following his male instincts, spelling out his entire female body. Provides kissing, gyrating and ****** spoiled, as well as sweat-filled release with breath hunting without pause.