Forgive Me My Wife
Fulfillment Promises

Viona's pregnancy is here. Deliberately somewhat delayed waiting until Bima declared cured. Viona's gestational age is now on the seventeenth week, and a few days ago they were able to peek at the sex of the baby.

Joy clearly emanated from the look of Bima's eyes and face. Doctors declared her sister Nara's gender to be male. The mother and baby are in good health. Parents are also happy, welcoming the presence of new family members with strands do’a also full of joy. Nara, who is now the most excited, wants to meet her baby sister soon and says she wants to buy him a pink football gift.

The laughter of the old men broke. Their first grandchild was always able to bring joy to life. Even without them knowing, the unifier of his parents also luluhnya Abdul's ego is Nara as the net. That is why children are often also referred to as a gift, as Nara is also a gift for her family.

Not like Viona's first pregnancy. In the past, Bima was cuek not even much no matter, feeling this kind of event is troublesome, making noise is also only disfiguring the house. But now, Bima also berTO’a with solemn, following the course of the study from start to finish.

A pinch of pain also nelangsa sneak up on her heart. Bima was unable to resist hugging Nara who was sitting on her lap. So tight, covered in love and guilt, never ignore the presence of his beloved daughter first while still in the womb Viona.

His eye pellets linger along with the tightness that is entrenched in the chest. Bima felt sinful and echoed the strands of forgiveness in her heart to the baby. Showering Nara's head with a kiss of love made the beautiful boy look up.

“Why Daddy crying?” Nara felt the side of her father's face and patted him gently.

“Daddy is just another penny, because now it can hug Nara again with both hands Father.” Bima low with a raucous voice.

Nara got up and wiped away Bima's tears. “Then mussels can not cry. Dad should smile, like gini.” Nara pulled up the two corners of Bima's lips while smiling cheerfully.

Bima pulled both corners of her lips and re-scooped Nara into her arms. Enclose the child with a strand of forgiveness that continues to grow in the heart.

*****

The day has changed night. The heat of the sun replaced its power with the cool of the dark owner. Caressing Earth to give up on her seduction, resigned to her dark alluring charm despite keeping a million secrets.

“Nara have slept?” asked Viona who saw Bima going down the stairs. It was brewing pregnant milk in the dining room. Drinking pregnant milk became a routine ritual since pregnancy again.

“Newly. Why not ask the waiter who made it?” Bima pointed at the glass Viona was holding.

“The waiters must have been exhausted after being busy taking care of the event earlier this afternoon. Just let them rest. It's just a small thing, Mom. I can also do it myself,” said Viona softly. She pulled out a chair, sat there and gulped her milk up the toilet.

Jakun Bima went up and down watching Viona drinking her pregnant milk. Viona stared in astonishment at the other reaction of her husband looking longingly at her empty glass.

“Why, Mas? Want a drink too? What do you want to make? But can not coffee, this is malem,” tasteless Viona, because at this time Bima looks thirsty.

“I want milk too. Looks like a favor.”

“Susu? Alright. I'll make you some low-fat milk. What'd you like to taste? Drink milk better for Mas who just healed.” Viona moved out of her chair to pick up another glass but her arm was held back by Bima.

Viona nodded. “Iya, preferably so.”

Bima pulled Viona to get close to her and wrapped her arms behind her waist, then her hands crept down squeezed her sexy buttocks while bringing her face closer to Viona's ears.

“I want the milk you promised back then, when I was declared cured. I've craved it so much,” his sizzle is full of desire.

Bima turned Viona's position gently to turn her back. With his eyes closed he pulled back and put that intoxicating warm body with him. Drown the face around Viona's neck with her cheeky roaming lips there, and her hands reveal the dress, infiltrating her more and more up gently rubbing Viona's distended belly

“Hey, so you're charging an appointment?” great-grandson Viona while holding back a laugh. He knew Bima was now very eager. “ Your memory is really sharp, Mr.”

“Iya, Mistress. I needed it so much that I almost died from lack of intake. My head is throbbing violently, so is the cheesy.” Bima hugged tighter and tighter. Even Viona could feel evidence of her husband's passion swiping his back body.

“Come, we go to room.” Viona smiled meaningfully, pulling Bima up the stairs and entering their room.

Without waiting for long, as soon as the door closed Bima immediately stormed the red lips teasing his wife, frowning her without pause with a hunting breath. Viona who is also equally passionate, reciprocating Bima's lips and tongue is just as greedy. They gasped, but were reluctant to stop for a moment.

Viona began to open one by one the buttons of Bima's shirt, caressing her tantalizing chest and muscular stomach with the lightest movement of feathers from her delicate soft hands. Bima's breathing irregular, he groaned on the sidelines of the linking of his lips with Viona's sweet lips. The more greedy to wipe the entire mouth of the ranum when feeling the touch of Viona more and more creeping down unbuttoned also zipper pants.

Bima looked up with her eyes closed as she felt the smoothness of Viona's palm caressing the center of her body. His breath just getting heavier, It's crazy, Bima was hit by a great swish that hit him in a row. He then looked down until their eyes locked onto each other. Viona could see the burning passion from the misty eyes of her man, the passion that had held on for quite a long time now seemed so crowded there, unable to last any longer.

“I will fulfill my promise, let me spoil Mas this time,” sigh Viona gasps, also hit by the desire that began to rise, plus her pregnancy hormones are turbulent.

“I'm waiting for him. Keep your promise to me.”

Without waiting long Viona pushed Bima to lie on the bed that always be a silent witness how happy their love meld. She stripped herself of her dress and threw it on the floor to make Bima even more adoring, especially her distended stomach adds to Viona's beauty and sexiness.

Crawling over her husband's sturdy body while biting her lips seductively. Appreciate every inch of his body. Bima like invited to fly in space surrounded by beautiful white clouds charming with the treatment of Viona in her body.

“It is better not to move too much. Let me take the lead this time,” hiss Viona full of promise in Bima's ears. Sending gallons and pungent senyar spread all over the body of the man who is now resigned under the power of his woman.

Bima growled with desire. “Do as you please, I'm yours, Honey.”

The fulfillment of the promise was fulfilled full of puja, replenishing the inner living of each other that had gaping unfilled for some time. Viona offers love and unfortunately by linking two bodies and hearts in a hot fire. Giving also pursues the same pleasure, until the two men burst into the throes of the heaven of the world, fulfilled their physical livelihood.