Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
Remembering the Past

The wound has healed, and now I'm busy helping out with the wife's work. Although he can work alone, but I must keep in mind that at any time there is an attack. The in-laws did not mess around this time, in strictness controlling and taking care of our safety.

Guards were made for a second not to be careless to watch, because the threat of injury to us could happen at any time again. Some police officers did not escape also to monitor our movements, in carrying out daily activities. I don't know when the situation is like this, which obviously all will not stop guarding until the main enemy is found.

"What do you think, baby?" I hugged my wife from behind.

"No one, no longer want to relax," he answered briefly as he stroked slowly my hands, which were already wrapped around his stomach.

The bright clouds during the day, appear so soft and pure white like cotton flying in the air. Netra had both looked towards the street, which seemed crowded vehicles passed by and drove forward.

It seems like there is a burden on his mind. His face was different and there was confusion.

"Are we going to keep this up? It feels like life is imprisoned, unable to say anything. It feels so boring, our lives are being chased like this. Hhhhh, why would the perpetrator not show up, so that we could catch him and end all this? Tired of hiding in escorts. What do you think of this?" I complained impatiently.

"You're patient, baby. Just be sure this is gonna be over soon. If the perpetrator appears, his name will not be a criminal. Don't be afraid, I'll always be here to protect you" I replied, leaning my head against his shoulder.

"I get it, Dio. But I was so afraid that the enemy would come and try to harm you again. It's really heartless to see you hurt like yesterday" he said softly, there was a sense of worry

Understand also if there are excessive concerns. Maybe the behavior of the perpetrator yesterday made Dilla more anxious in fear. The name is also the stakes of life, there must be a bit of horror in order to still be able to live together, but if fate has been in the hands of the perpetrator to do what else. As a human being only undergoes the journey of destiny, according to the journey that has been determined by Him.

"Thank you for your attention. It's lucky to have a wife who's always worried about a husband who doesn't deserve to be with you" my spontaneous babble came out.

Dilla who initially looked carefully and enjoyed the beauty of nature, in the company through translucent glass, has now turned her body suddenly, with the glare of her eyes once began to look sharply at me. It looks like he'll be ready to pull out the horn.

"What are you doing, baby talking about it? Did I marry you from the beginning it was based on material, treasure, good looks, and authority, right? Don't just talk," she's got a streak of emotion.

Misunderstand again. There is a lot to sort out between us. If one of them does not want to give up, surely in the household a lot of chaos, which is a storm due to differences of opinion or speech.

"It's not that!" I answered confused when I saw the face of the wife was pouting, with her hands crossed in front like she did not like.

"It's not that. I don't like it when you say that. I married you initially because of coercion due to an arranged marriage, but after thinking and researching more deeply it turns out I really love you, very much, until sincerely and agree to you be a wife," said Dilla revealed everything.

Well, it turns out the guess is right. From the expression start easy guessing. Because it's been a lot together, so memorize the same nature of him.

"Hiii. Really it?" I just can't believe it.

"If you don't believe it already, all I know is myself. Do I need to split my chest, so that you can see everything," Ketus still pursed his lips.

Funny and jolly if he's always angry. Want to keep working on it, but afraid if excessive will be boomerang even severe scourge. Must be extra patient in dealing with this, so that there is no division due to misunderstanding.

"Ciiih, the basis of the husband is not understanding and insensitive to his own wife.

"Hahahah, yes. I'm sorry if I ignored your feelings. I know your love is so strong for me, that for a second it doesn't feel like parting, does it?"

My God again while putting the palms on both cheeks Dilla, until her red lips become so snout.

"Know ah." Strolled away which seemed to be badly angled.

"It's .. already, I was just kidding. But I also accepted the match, for I too have fallen in love with you,"

Honestly speech while hugging tightly the wife, who smelled the smell of her body.

"Emm, is that true? Who fell in love first, huh?" said ask.

"Obviously it wasn't me first" the words read.

"Ciiieh, cook won't admit. Perhaps you were when we first met, already fascinated by the aura of this beauty that is so tempting," Kepedean Dilla replied.

"What's? Pede this time my wife. Some of you used to be not so interesting, because the old virgin and her likes are just angry," I said frankly.

"Hiliiih, elders like this but finally can pick up and melt your heart too, right? Basic less full of courage as a man, who does not want to confess first. Cuckoo and coward."

If you remember the past, it feels funny to just laugh. There are many memories between us. From the frequent fight, to the timid want to bring our relationship closer. If it wasn't for the parents to match, we would have been tom jerry's character, always hostile no one wanted to budge.

"Hihhihiiii, yes also sich. Even though yesterday had disliked your attitude, the edges of the heart are still anchored to my beloved wife now."

"Emm, great. Thank you, Dio. Yesterday you were so patient with my behavior, and you always awakened to this if there was a mistake in speech or action," he said.

"Yes, honey. That's what's called falling

love, which can overcome everything including selfishness, but on condition in ourselves to change and accept all the advice. Such a strong love has succeeded in subverting all self-consciousness, over how much love is worth maintaining" I explained.

"Yes, my dear husband."

We continued to embrace, to feel peace over how strong our love was to hold fast, to be together forever until death could separate. The woman who became a companion in my life, now is a gift that must always be grateful.

The beginning of a complicated love journey, but we have been united by destiny, which has been outlined by the Creator of this universe.