Healing
118. Dilemmas

It turned out that Yoga could resist his urge to touch me, he so wanted me and the fetus in my stomach to be fine, which is why he was willing to fast for two months without having sex with me, though we lived in the same house, and slept in the room, but he never once demanded that I serve him in bed, it is precisely now I who so expect him to return aggressive and force me to serve him.

The touch of Yoga has really become a palanquin to me, I miss it. I who initially sold expensive and continued to refuse now expect him to force me to serve him to make love again.

Could this be the baby in my stomach?, as if I missed the touch of Yoga, and I intend tonight to seduce him first. Is it possible that I have fallen back in love with Yoga?, is it that easy to forgive all the mistakes of Yoga in the past?.

But honestly, my body misses his touch, I myself feel strange with my brain that can not think clearly, shameless and can not be invited to cooperate.

Tonight after dinner, Yoga and I sat back in the living room, and Shaka went back to her room to study.

" What were you and your mom talking about yesterday?".

Yesterday mom and dad came to this house, but only today Yoga asked what we discussed, because last night Yoga was still busy with his work.

Mama and Dad have been coming home a few times since I lived here. And yesterday they came to discuss a four-monthly fetal salvation event in my stomach.

I who do not know about it put everything on my mother how good. Because of my first pregnancy there was no event, either a four-monthly, or seven-monthly, which was there I was caught pregnant, then banned from leaving the house, and after nine months I gave birth secretly.

Yoga nodded in agreement to hold a celebration event when I told her what my mother and I were talking about yesterday.

" For such a celebration what should be prepared?, how much will it cost?, I will send it to your account....".

Yoga took the phone and knew there was an incoming notification on my phone, there was a transfer into my account, with the amount of 15 million rupiah. Lots of Yoga gives, even though only a four-monthly celebration, maybe five million is also enough to make treats and gifts for invited guests who pray.

But yes, more budget, more I want to invite to pray. Fortunately we live in a densely populated city, so many neighbors will be invited.

Including Utari and Bian, they also have to invite me to the four-monthly event later, and how are they all doing?, I have not heard from them for a long time. Could Utari have been pregnant just like me?, was not my marriage at the hospital Utari said that she wanted to go to the obstetrician consultation. Maybe now she's pregnant just like me.

" Ga..... Your friends will be invited also do not need?", asked Yoga.

" Just invite papa, we have not gathered four" replied Yoga.

" If it's Utari, should she be invited as well ?".

Yoga looked at me as he exhaled, "It's up to you" Yoga said.

" Is Utari pregnant like me?", I asked Yoga because I suddenly remembered her.

Yoga just shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, I haven't heard from them in a long time. Since visiting you often to the rented, I never go to gather with friends every weekend".

" Wouldn't meeting and spending time with your wife be better than hanging out with friends. What else my wife always makes me miss her, whether the same or not felt by my wife at that time, the important thing is I always want to see her every time I miss her".

Yoga began to take out her seduction, and for some reason I was happy to hear it, it had been almost two months that we had not spoken for long and stared at each other like this. Maybe yesterday-yesterday Yoga deliberately gave distance, in order to hold his lust to touch me. And the two months it's been through without even touching me. He made it, and I miss his touch.

I kissed Yoga's lips quickly, "I miss you too, just like you, I want you to always be by my side, which is why I agreed to stay with you in this house".

Yoga smiled very widely, and immediately hugged me. " We're going to the room now?, it's been two months that my junior has been left idle. Tonight I want revenge by doing it three rounds at a time" Yoga said, showing his three fingers in excitement.

Not only did Yoga miss the heat struggle between the two of us, I felt the same way. We went into our room and locked our door. Even in front of the door Yoga had hit me, pinched my body against the wall of the room, and began to devour my lips very greedily. Although I was overwhelmed, but I liked it. I really enjoyed it, this is what I wanted.

Not just nonsense, Yoga proves by asking me to make love up to three times we reach *******. I was made very happy and satisfied by him. Yoga is so powerful and mighty, as if its energy is endless.

Fortunately now I am not allowed to do homework of any kind, so after a long night full of love that I spent with Yoga, the next day I just fall in the room to restore my energy.

Even Yoga again asked me to serve him during the day. And I agreed to have sex again. I don't know why since I was caught pregnant and moved to a new house, it was my feelings became passionate about Yoga. I became more at home beside him, and lingered with him, even though only to chat and talk about things that are not important, as long as together with Yoga, I felt happy.

And oddly enough, on Monday Yoga told me that if she had to get out of town and have to stay two nights out of town to take care of her work, I was not willing. Ever since I lived in a new house, there were no nights I spent without Yoga, and I was kind of unwilling when she said goodbye to sleep at the hotel because I had to take care of her business.

" Will I have to stay out of town?, can't I just finish my job in this town?, I'll have a hard time sleeping if there's no one beside me", my whining when Yoga told me that he wanted to stay at the hotel.

Yoga smiles with its breadth. " I like the way you're spoiling me like you are right now, but it's a work thing, and the project is out of town, after two days I'm going to go straight home and see you, I promise you, so give me permission to stay out of town for two days, don't make me so confused about staying here or going on business ", yoga is trying to get me to let go.

And finally inevitably I gave Yoga permission to go out of town, although in my heart it still feels heavy and not sincere to let Yoga not go home for two days.

It seems like I've come back to loving Yoga like I used to, I feel hard to let go, and always want to be by her side.

Two days goes very slowly because Yoga does not come home. Shaka occasionally greeted me and returned to his room. The awkwardness between me and Shaka is still very difficult to get rid of.

Until dinner time arrived, we had dinner together, after dinner Shaka told me that tomorrow at his school there was a student guardian meeting to discuss the implementation of the study tour.

" Parents usually come to school every time there is a guardian meeting. But since you're busy and out of town, will you take your place, be my guardian to school?".

I looked at Shaka who was talking to me without looking at me, his eyes focused on my stomach which was starting to look bloated.

" What time is the meeting invitation at school?", I asked without further ado. I am indeed his guardian, even I am his most entitled guardian, I am his birth mother, I gave birth and raised him.

" At 10 o'clock it's there, here's the invitation", Shaka took out a letter from his pants pocket and gave it to me.

" When you get to school you feel confused, just call me, there you don't have to do anything, just sit and listen to what the principal says".

Shaka stood up and walked towards his room, but he stopped and looked at me for a moment while saying, "Thank you ".

That was all Shaka said, he walked back to the room again.

The next day I kept my promise to come to Shaka's school, this is indeed his new school, since the failure of my marriage and Bian first, since, Shaka began living with Yoga while transferring schools to the same Junior High School where Yoga used to be school.

This Junior High School is located not too far from our house, I went to Shaka school delivered by a Yoga surfer, last night I did tell about an invitation from Shaka school, Shaka school, and ask Yoga for permission to go to school.

Yoga allowed, and sent a driver to take me to Shaka school, when the distance was not too far, just walk 20 minutes until. But Yoga doesn't let me walk alone, afraid I'm tired she said.

And by the time I got to Shaka's school, there were already many other luxury cars parked in front of the school.

I feel inferior and not confident to go inside. Worried that my arrival would only embarrass Shaka. Should I go inside, or better ask the driver to turn around and go home?. I feel a dilemma.