
At less than fifteen minutes and ten in the morning, we arrived at the police station. Upon arriving at the parking lot, Reza turned to me, his worries seem bigger than mine. Gently, it echoed my finger. "Promise, you and the kids will be fine during the investigation, okay?"
"definitely. I'll try to keep my emotions stable, and our children, they're strong, just like you, her father."
Reza nodded, despite the fear of something bad happening to me - - clearly visible in his eyes. "Yes, it has to be like Papa. Moreover, Angga, should be more than Papa. Boys should be strong, should be able to take care of Mama and Anggi. The goose should be more than Papa. Papa was ever inattentive, often. But, Angga don't, never, son," he spoke while staring and stroking my stomach.
"Mas, no human being is never negligent. Already, yeah. Don't talk about this. Our children will wonder what his father meant. Go on, they're demos. His mother will be the target. His mother will be kicked."
Not funny! I-i know. But it all just flows. As it is. And, still, our eyes glazed over. Undeniably, fear and anxiety are firmly planted in our respective minds.
Yeah, about the line Reza said earlier, I know Reza has a lot of regrets. But, after all, humans cannot be super heroes who can always protect the people around them. About my calamity, about Salsha, also about Aruna's suffering and death.
"Mass?"
"Em, what?"
"Near, please...."
"Mmm-hmm, what for?"
"I want...."
Kiss. I kissed her - long enough. "I don't like worries and regrets in your eyes" I said. Then I kissed him again, deeper, longer - very long. A kiss that is reciprocated. I let him enjoy my lips greedily, as if that kiss could really melt all the unrest in our hearts. "We'll be fine. Aye, right?"
He nodded with a smile. "Definitely, Honey. Everything's gonna be fine. As long as we're together, everything's gonna be fine."
Is correct. As long as we're together. I have to believe that. I nodded and smiled. Then, from somewhere in the depths of the recesses of my heart, a thought began to rush through the swirling bundle of emotions. "I want something" I said.
Reza looked at me, next to her eyebrows raised. "What?"
"Something that can make me happy to pound. I don't know what. But I want that from you."
Reza was silent to think for a moment. "I'll think about it later. But now we go in first. Hm? Ready, right?"
"OKAY. But before that, give me one more kiss. It'll make me feel better."
A warm smile immediately adorned my husband's face. "Surely," he said. "You'll also get it again later, after that shitty question and answer session."
Reza glanced at the clock, seven minutes to ten o'clock. "I'll give you more."
Huh! Somewhat silly, he unbuttoned me and buried his face in my chest.
"What do you want, Mom?"
Shhh....
Only hiss came out. I giggle. Maybe he took the time to warm up in minutes like this. He's like a naughty bug biting and can't remember my blood.
"Eummmmm... uh..," I gasped. "Already, Mas. You will be kebablasan. Danger, know!"
My mouth says so, but my desire asks for more. And as usual, Reza pretended to be deaf. It's not Reza's name if he doesn't. I admit, it's a pleasant affection, and there's nothing wrong with this. After all, he enjoyed his own wife's body, in his own car with super dark glass.
"Uh, Mas. was supposed to be in the hospital bathroom... Eummmmm..," My mouth still rambles on the sidelines of intimacy. "Buck...." I bit my lips to resist the overflow of my passionate desire.
Reza. "It's more challenging here" he said. And, uuuh. his naughty hands know-how slipped into between my thighs and gave a tickling sensation. "You continued? Hmm?"
I shook my head and I removed his hand from my thigh. "No, I don't like short moments and too fast. It wants extra hot and super old."
Reza giggles. "My insatiable wife."
"Mmm-hmm, and you're the lucky husband."
We looked at each other, smiled at each other, then kissed once more.
"I love you."
I nodded my head with sparkling eyes. "I love you too. Thank you for being loyal by my side. accompanying me to face it all."
Reza nodded back. "Excite, don't be afraid, don't stress, okay?" Then he said in a quieter voice in the ear, "Remember, I will give you more pleasure than this."
Eummmmm.. One more*suggestion landed on my neck.
"yeah. I look forward to. Looking forward to more."