Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
Longs

"Aren't you disgusted by me?"

Sacred shakes. Cupping my face, he tiptoed and kissed my lips. He showed me how much he did not feel disgusted at me. "I'd be disgusted if you betrayed me. But this is not betrayal at all. Remove your tears, yes." He who erased it, without caring about his own tears that are no less swift with me. "My husband is a strong man. Mas Rangga-nya Suci is not a crybaby man," he said.

"Oh, honey, thank you." I hugged her body tightly, as if I had just gotten her back after a long time. "You're an amazing wife. Thank you." Thank you."

Sacred's tear was still dripping, her shoulders were still shaken, but she was crying in a smile. "I'm sorry, Mas. I just don't want to be a stupid woman who instantly believes without concrete evidence. I also didn't want to act foolishly by telling you that I was going to find information about the lab results, let alone ask the same doctor who handled you back then. I'm sorry if I have to wait for time to ask my obstetrician. Sorry if I made you wait so long. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry, Mas."

I shake her guilt. "You're not wrong" I said. "It's okay. I understand that you are not a stupid woman. The important thing is that now you trust me, and you can accept no matter how I am. Thank you, dear."

"Yes, Mas. But I promise, from now on I will always take care of you. I will always be by your side. Whenever. I'm not gonna leave you alone anymore. There will be no more chance for those bad guys to scour you in that disgusting way. I'll keep looking after you. I promise."

I'm nodding. "You're right. We cannot be apart for a second. We'll take care of each other."

Again, I held it tight. However, Saints instead pushed my body slowly from him to take off the embrace. "Now, can I ask you something?"

The deg!

What's again?

"Can?"

"Em, what do you want to ask?"

"I want to know, do you miss me?"

"Emm? How's question...? Sure oes. I obviously miss you a lot."

He smiled happily. "Related?" tanyakanya.

I nodded confidently. "Yes, I miss you so much, more than I can reveal."

"Why are you...?"

"If you really miss, why don't you just vent? Hm? Wrap it!"

Oh my God, this woman. So smart he melted my mess. I laughed with her even though my tears were not gone.

"Come, Mas. Just vent it."

Aaaaah. I carried his body and lowered it at the end of the bed. I took off her clothes without a trace, and, devoured what was before my eyes. Starting from his lips, mouth, tongue to his throat. Then moving, moving into her ear, she mengeran* when I peppered her beautiful neck.

"I miss you" I whispered with a hand stroking her skin. "I missed you. Very, very missed."

Down, with my left hand holding his back and my right hand guerrilla in my chest, I devoured his sahara. Pull it with a soft bite. I know, what I did made Saints happy. He said*, screeching grabbing pleasure, gripping my muscles and holding my head there. Later then...

I knelt before him. "I'll vent my longing for you" I said.

Yeah, yeah, a hasra* impingement that's been on hold for a long time. The torture I suffered, it is time for my soul to be free.

I devoured it. Devouring Saint, himself, the core of his soul. Gently bite the sweet part. But it's not enough, he has to lie down until I'm freer to master it. He said* unstoppable to pin my head firmly there.

"Oh, Mas, please. It's too...!"

I smiled to see him tormented by pleasure. With her breath out, I crawled over her body. "Still strong? Still able to accept my impingement? I want to go in."

He nodded while blushing in shame. "Welcome, My dear."

Ah, finally. I'm back at my place. It wasn't a free nest that didn't necessarily force me to enter and lock me in undue warmth.

"thank you. I love you."